Skirt Hits the Rocks

[Next door "Hermes Trap" is being updated, a guide to hunting evil women, the text will follow] In the third year of her physical marriage to Song Qi, Cen Yi-qing, who was regarded as the perfect actress by many movie fans, was ridiculed because of a scandal during an interview. Netizens who once regarded her low-key style as "an actor's character" suddenly realized: "It turns out that keeping a low profile is to hide her mean mouth." In order to save the precarious popularity among passers-by, Cen Yiqing bit the bullet and joined Song Qi in a wicked variety show. Success or failure depended on this. Cen Yiqing spent the whole night learning how to get along with husband and wife, and started rehearsing by sleeping in the same bed. He was bound to have a good relationship with Song Qi. Acting is easy. Then she slapped him in the dream. The next day, the bedroom was changed to a large bed that was 2.8 Meters wide. Cen Yiqing:? Song Qi tugged at the corner of his mouth that had been slapped and said, "You are not sleeping well." * The variety show was recorded as scheduled, and Cen Yiqing and Song Qi managed to maintain their image with improvised rehearsals. But in the corner where no one cares, the direction of development of things gradually begins to go astray. After a group of people were poisoned by mushrooms, Song Qile, who stubbornly believed that he was a belt, was unable to move forward. She gritted her teeth and said, "Don't make me slap you." Song Qi was ecstatic and hugged her tighter. * Cen Yiqing had heard of Song Qi's name long before her marriage. The new leader of the Song Group, the cold and dignified Mr. Song, has stood at the top of the pyramid since he was born and attracted the attention of thousands of people. His resume is so perfect that there is no flaw in it. For the sake of Mrs. Song's glorious title, she started this absurd and hypocritical marriage. She had imagined countless reasons for divorce in the future, and even prepared a divorce agreement in advance that would benefit her. Cen Yiqing nodded: "Get a divorce, it's best for you and me." He lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I said so." "If you must get a divorce, I will lock you up." * In a world where profit comes first, everything is an exchangeable resource. Song Qi regards his marriage as a smoothly sailing ferry whose destination is the other side of the beautiful time. I never thought that one day I would hit the rocks and would be her subordinate from now on. Reading Guide There are no prototypes for the characters in the article, so please do not substitute them. Imperfect male and female protagonist, SC/1V1/HE —— "After Picking Up My Ex-husband's Diary" The god who symbolizes lies and deceit sets a trap, The prey will jump into the game willingly. - In the third year of studying abroad, Zhou Bianqian's family went bankrupt and cut off the money. In order to afford the high costs, she tried almost every legal way to make money. When Cheng Junyan found her, she was working as a waiter in a coffee shop. The streets were noisy and crowded in the evening, and Cheng Junyan's smile was dazzling than the sunset. "Make a deal." He handed her a black card, "Meet your old rival for me." A numb nerve was touched, and she tentatively said the familiar name: "Fu Jiaheng?" "Yes, Fu Jiaheng." - Fu Jiaheng and Zhou Bianqian reunited in the second year after graduation. Just as he remembered, she was still strong, dazzling, and true to her word. The only difference is that they became allies from rivals. Zhou Bianqian's ambition and means coexisted, and it only took him a year to gain a foothold in the family business filled with factions. While gaining money and power, Fu Jiaheng surrendered himself to her. He relied on her and never tried to hide it. Even though she was cold and distant and always absent-minded when getting along with her, he was still addicted to the fantasy she weaved. Fu Jiaheng thought this was her nature. Until one day, he saw her and Cheng Junyan walking together. She held Cheng Junyan's arm intimately, her smile warm and gentle, like a gentle wind. - Zhou Bianqian said they were just friends. Fu Jiaheng believed it, he couldn't afford not to believe it. But when he pressed her doorbell and saw Cheng Junyan opening the door, the usually calm man couldn't help but move his hands. "Stay away from Qianqian." He gritted his teeth. Cheng Junyan nonchalantly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked back at the ajar door behind him. Zhou Bingqian tied the last button, and his voice was softer than Fu Jiaheng had ever heard before: "Jiaheng, you don't mind, right?" - They are all wrong. Zhou Bianqian is not a sharp blade, nor is he a gentle man. She is Hermes who sets the trap. She kisses their wounds and devours them all. Step on their bleeding wounds and wish them happiness every year with the gentlest words. Intention: Born upward