When Shen Shuangjian appeared on the beach, the others had already started grilling the meat prepared by the production team, drinking beer, enjoying the sea breeze, and feasting.
" Shuangjian, come quick!"
Shen Shuangjian every time he appeared, not only were eyes focused on him, but also countless cameras were moving around.
Wherever he appears, he always seems to be the main character.
[Beep beep beep, Shuangjian's wife is finally out!]
[Hissing sound, my wife looks so beautiful, I feel so at ease.]
[Master, will my life as a sycophant be any better when the Year of the Dog arrives?]
[I still prefer my wife with her hair tied up; it makes her seem more aloof and ascetic, and makes my boyfriend look more lewd.]
[???]
[I have firsthand photos of Shen Shuangjian in person, free of charge. Who dares to look?]
[I won't look. Actually, Shen Shuangjian is nothing special. (pulling up her pants)]
[Yeah, nothing special (pulling up his pants)]
What happened to Xie Qingchi's face? Why is there a bruise around his eyebrow?
[It must have crashed into a tree.]
[Hahaha, what a bamboo shoot snatching!]
[I know that, it seems it's because of a fight at the auction.]
No wonder Xie Jinghui and Xie Qingchi later than everyone else today; were they injured in a fight?
[No, who would dare hit Xie Qingchi?]
[Of course he did! Didn't his uncle dare to hit him?]
[ Xie Jinghui's classic quote: Don't force me to slap you in public.]
[A fight broke out at the auction, it was unbelievable...]
[It felt like he'd gotten into trouble outside and then got a beating from Xie Jinghui when he got home.]
[Rumor has it that Xie Qingchi hit someone because Shuangjian's wife was the reason.]
[??? What!!]
[This is a false story: at the auction, someone Shuangjian his wife, Xie Qingchi couldn't stand it, so he got beaten up.]
[Then I'll also report a false tidbit: Xie Jinghui spent 15 million to bid on an earring with a starting price of 1.5 million. He can decide who he wants to give it to himself.]
[As we all know, Xie Qingchi used to take action frequently, but Xie Jinghui seems to have never interfered.]
[It's Xie Jinghui's wife's business, and you, her nephew, are meddling and shouting around. No wonder you're going to get a beating.]
Am I the only one who cares about that fifteen million earring?
[If I want to buy those earrings, I'd have to start working from the Tang Dynasty.]
[Damn it, I'm going to fight you rich people!]
Could you please create a separate channel for us poor people?
[God, didn't you say good deeds are rewarded?]
[Only you believed it.]
When Shen Shuangjian Xie Qingchi almost subconsciously turned his head to adjust his posture, trying to cover up the bruise on his left eyebrow.
He didn't want Shen Shuangjian him looking unattractive.
"Come here, Shuangjian, this bottle is for you."
Song Shi clearly a bit tipsy. He picked up a bottle of sparkling cocktail from beside Gu Xuanlin's feet and enthusiastically handed it to Shen Shuangjian.
Yu Sheng was currently acting as the head chef, in charge of grilling the meat for the day, and was busy as a bee. "Brother Shuangjian, what do you want to eat? I'll grill it for you!"
Shen Shuangjian rarely ate these greasy foods.
"Let's have some pizza and salad instead," Gu Xuanlin said, noticing that Shen Shuangjian n't very interested in the greasy grilled meat.
"We were just playing a game the production team prepared. Mr. Xie and Shuangjian, why don't you join in too?" Lin Weiluo winked and smiled. "I think it's quite interesting."
Xie Jinghui to the pile of food to search for anything Shen Shuangjian might like to eat.
Faced with Lin Weiluo's invitation and attempt to warm up the atmosphere, he merely replied politely, "What game?"
Lin Weiluo suddenly stood up, angrily gulped down a large mouthful of wine, and shouted resentfully, "My ex's three questions!!!"
"Who hasn't had a heartless ex? Which ex hasn't done something outrageous? If you're asked and this is the case, you have to tell them everything in detail!"
Xie Jinghui lifted her eyelids, her response somewhat perfunctory, but still polite. "Mm."
After listening to Lin Weiluo's shocking rant about her ex, Song Shi saw that she was also a little scared, so he simply helped her up and took the opportunity to ask her a question.
" Mr. Xie, have you ever been cheated on by your ex?"
Xie Jinghui replied calmly, "No."
Lin Weiluo an eyebrow and pressed, "Have you ever cried for your ex?"
Xie Jinghui remained resolute. "No."
"Do you have an ex you can't forget?"
Xie Jinghui, "No."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Qingchi suddenly let out a sarcastic laugh, for reasons unknown.
"How is this possible..." Lin Weiluo suddenly felt dejected, and she sat down, burying her face in her hands. "How could anyone possibly escape unscathed from love?"
Perhaps those words touched Xie Jinghui for a moment, for he slowly raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "Because I have no ex."
So whether it's being cheated on, shedding tears, or having someone unforgettable, Xie Jinghui has none of these feelings.
What about Shuangjian?
Shen Shuangjian slightly taken aback. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head.
Two lifelong singles who had never experienced the pain of love almost drove Song Shi and Lin Weiluo deaths with anger.
Especially Song Shi, a miserable man who had been cheated on four times, couldn't stand Xie Jinghui's aloof and arrogant attitude.
He gritted his teeth and asked again, " Mr. Xie, if someone like you were to encounter one of the three situations I just mentioned, what would you do?"
After asking the question, Song Shi suddenly felt something was amiss.
He felt as if he had humiliated himself, because a successful man like Xie Jinghui would probably never have such troubles in his life.
Rich people don't suffer from the pain of love.
The question had been posed for a long time, but Xie Jinghui had not responded. Just when he thought Xie Jinghui would not answer him at all, a strangely hoarse voice rang out with the sound of the wind.
I will endure it.
Xie Jinghui didn't put on a very serious expression, but at this moment, his deep and noble eyes showed no sign of perfunctoriness or disdain.
"I will suffer terribly from loving him. I will cry, I will beg him, and I will try every method I can think of to keep him."
Xie Jinghui had actually thought about this kind of hypothetical proposition long ago.
He would do many outrageous and foolish things for the sake of an inexplicable love.
He will abandon all dignity and principles until the pain completely distorts him, leading him to commit increasingly insane acts that harm both himself and others.
Love will then become a piercing dagger, until it nails him to the coldest, cruelest spot.
If possible, Xie Jinghui would certainly do everything in his power to prevent such a thing from happening.
But who can truly master the art of love?
At least Xie Jinghui cannot; he will forever remain lost.