I Lost My Memory After Divorcing With the Big Shot

Soon, Wen Zhi walked out of the studio and boarded Si Mingchen’s business car. Due to time constraints, Si Mingchen had his assistant prepare a simple meal of four dishes and a soup, and the two of them ate directly on the spacious table at the back of the car.

Si Mingchen had been looking at Wen Zhi for a while due to his new hairstyle. While opening the lunch box, Si Mingchen said, “The light brown hair color suits you.”

Wen Zhi smiled and started to observe Si Mingchen.

Whether it was because of the drunkenness from yesterday or not, he felt that it had been a long time since he had seen Si Mingchen.

Si Mingchen was wearing a silver-gray suit today, with a slightly open black striped tie and a high-quality, simple white diamond tie clip, exuding a sense of mature restraint.

Facing such a Si Mingchen, Wen Zhi felt a little shy and unknowingly buried his face.

Si Mingchen helped him open the cutlery and asked, “What’s wrong? Don’t you like the food?”

Wen Zhi shook his head, “You’re too handsome, it makes me shy.”

This simple, honest statement took Si Mingchen by surprise, and he was at a loss as to what to say.

Seeing this, Special Assistant Wen quietly got out of the car.

There was only one portion of soup in the lunch box, which was pork rib and winter melon soup. Si Mingchen was very meticulous and wiped the moisture on the lid with a tissue before handing the soup to Wen Zhi.

“You can have it first.”

Wen Zhi held it and took a sip, saying, “It’s delicious.”

While eating, Si Mingchen was relatively quiet, but he was always listening to Wen Zhi talk about his interesting shooting experiences.

Wen Zhi said, “Just now, Xiao Ming posted a photo of me and him on Weibo, and many fans thought I was going to endorse Chanel. It scared them to death.”

Si Mingchen seriously asked, “Why would fans be shocked if you endorsed Chanel?”

Wen Zhi replied earnestly, “My level of fame is low. For someone like me, even participating in the shooting of a micro-movie is thanks to Ming Yantang’s help. I still need to work harder to get recognized by these high-end brands.”

Si Mingchen pondered for a moment, then rubbed Wen Zhi’s hair and said, “Then you have to work hard.”

Wen Zhi stuffed a mouthful of rice and replied, “I will.”

Si Mingchen chuckled softly. “Do you need me to pull some strings?”

Wen Zhi didn’t understand. “Pull strings?”

Si Mingchen nodded. “Yeah, I can contact those brand partners. It shouldn’t be a problem.”

Wen Zhi finally understood

So Si Mingchen wanted to use his power as the CEO to get some special treatment.

“You just told me to work hard a moment ago, and now you’re teaching me how to gain benefits without working hard?” Wen Zhi playfully teased Si Mingchen, almost lying in his embrace.

Si Mingchen replied in a low voice, “I don’t want you to work too hard.”

Wen Zhi pouted. “Baby hubby, give me a kiss.”

Si Mingchen raised an eyebrow slightly and turned his face away. “Eat your food quickly, you have to go to work.”

Wen Zhi persisted and lay in Si Mingchen’s embrace, acting spoiled. “If you don’t kiss me today, I won’t leave.”

Si Mingchen hugged Wen Zhi’s shoulder and pretended to speak to the assistant outside the car. “Let’s go, Xiao Wen won’t continue shooting this afternoon.”

Wen Zhi panicked and said, “Don’t…” then reluctantly glared at Si Mingchen.

Indeed, he couldn’t resist the charm of this thousand-year-old demon.

After finishing their meal, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen agreed on time to attend the evening gathering, and Wen Zhi happily returned home.

Looking at Wen Zhi’s blissful figure before leaving, Si Mingchen’s mood for the whole afternoon became better.

When Wen Zhi returned, Ming Yantang, sitting with his legs crossed, asked, “Where did you go to have fun?”

Wen Zhi smirked and replied, “Shared a sweet lunch with my husband.”

Ming Yantang’s focus was peculiar. “You had two lunches?”

Before Wen Zhi could explain, Ming Yantang teased, “No wonder you’re gaining weight.”

Ignoring the comment, Wen Zhi continued trying on clothes with a good mood.

The afternoon was mostly spent with the director’s team reviewing footage and reshooting any unsatisfactory parts with the models.

Since Ming Yantang had posted a photo of the two of them on Weibo, Wen Zhi decided to upload one as well.

As soon as the Weibo post was published, the comments section was instantly flooded by fans, and the reposts reached ten thousand.

[Baby, are you shooting a commercial?]

[Wow, our Wen Wen is making progress! He’s actually collaborating with Chanel?]

[Is this a new endorsement?]

[Ah, ah, ah! Wen Wen is so beautiful! This makeup is clearly fit for an elf prince!]

[Ming Yantang is probably the brand ambassador for Chanel. Does that mean Wen Zhi has a shooting task too?]

[Wen Zhi has really good resources, but it’s a pity that any random pig can become popular with those resources.]

In response to fans’ questions, Wen Zhi replied: I was invited by Tang Tang, I’m the lead actor in his microfilm.

[Wow, Chanel’s billboards and micro-films are always of high quality.]

[Wen Wen is amazing! If the script selection is as good as this, we’ll be satisfied!]

[Wow, Wen Wen go for it! You’ll be the biggest star in the universe one day!]

[Um, why are Wen’s fans so excited? Isn’t he just a model for a microfilm? Even though Wen Zhi is a D-list celebrity, there’s no need to get so excited, right?]

[Haha, you guys are saying Wen has good resources while also complaining about his limited resources. Can you please make up your mind?]

Wen Zhi didn’t pay attention to the haters. After answering fans’ questions, he started chatting with Ming Yantang and Thorne.

Thorne had good Chinese skills and was very talkative.

Seeing Wen Zhi’s interest in his hometown, he showed him many of his street photos.

Wen Zhi asked about some foreign customs while munching on nuts.

Actually, he wasn’t particularly interested in foreign countries, but it was because Thorne’s hometown was where Si Mingchen studied abroad.

Ming Yantang looked at Wen Zhi’s mouth, which never seemed to rest, and felt quite envious.

Wen Zhi had a body that never gained weight, but Ming Yantang didn’t.

When Wen Zhi went to the restroom, Thorne smiled at Ming Yantang, “Your friend is so adorable. I can’t resist boys like him.”

Ming Yantang teased him, “You said yesterday that you like sexy boys.”

Thorne raised his eyebrows, “I’m fickle.”

Fearing that he would harass Wen Zhi, Ming Yantang reminded him kindly, “He has a lover and is very fierce.”

Thorne stopped talking this time and sighed with regret.