I Lost My Memory After Divorcing With the Big Shot

‘Kiss me’

“You-”

After hearing these words, Gu Chengfeng froze in his seat for a long time, realizing that Si Mingchen really had an unusual relationship with Wen Zhi. His expression gradually transitioned from astonishment to unease.

However, his status as a popular figure prevented him from admitting his mistake, so he simply forced a smile and did not speak any further.

In order to ease the tension, Qin Yusen laughed and said, “So President Si and Wen Zhi know each other. No wonder I thought you two had great chemistry.”

Si Mingchen: “Well, we’ve been together for a long time.”

At this point, Wen Zhi looked up at Si Mingchen, unabashedly curling up the corners of his mouth as he finished the last piece of potato and beef on his plate, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Gu Chengfeng’s eyes flickered quietly.

Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen were actually a couple?

So were they the real couple in the variety show?

Thinking of his previous remarks, he felt remorseful.

Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen had been together for so many years without going public, and this time they were probably here to make it official.

With this momentum, Wen Zhi could easily get revenge on him for his actions back then.

Throughout the meal, Gu Chengfeng ate nervously, fearing that Si Mingchen would notice him, and even planned to leave directly.

Finally, Wen Zhi from next to him said, “We’re done eating, let’s go.”

Si Mingchen got up and slightly straightened his cuffs.

When he passed by Gu Chengfeng, he didn’t forget to give him a glance, “Is Mr. Gu’s entertainment company called Xinglan?”

Gu Chengfeng was called out, and immediately put down his chopsticks to look up at Si Mingchen and answer, “…Yes.”

Si Mingchen nodded lightly, his calm eyes remained the same, but with a little bit of intrigue. He didn’t say anything else, and left with Wen Zhi.

Gu Chengfeng was anxious and didn’t understand why Si Mingchen asked about his company. He furrowed his brows in deep thought and opened his phone, ready to talk to his manager about this.

On the way, Wen Zhi put his hands behind his back like an old cadre and looked up, “Not bad, Xiao Si, you have a bit of a bossy feel to you.”

Si Mingchen looked down at him, raised his head and smoothed down Wen Zhi’s messy hair without saying anything.

Wen Zhi asked, “Xiao Si, why did you ask Gu Chengfeng about his agency’s name?”

Si Mingchen: “What do you think?”

Wen Zhi pouted and said, “Brother, you’re not going to take revenge on Gu Chengfeng just because of me, are you?”

Looking at Wen Zhi’s smug and satisfied look, Si Mingchen asked in a gentle voice, “Is there any other reason why he is targeting you?”

Wen Zhi shook his head, “I don’t remember.”

Si Mingchen nodded, and decided to investigate more about Gu Chengfeng’s background and the sources of those rumours first.

If these rumours had followed Wen Zhi for so many years, and he only found out about them now, it was indeed his fault.

The afternoon’s activity was a tennis match, which was not exhausting. Wen Zhi was on the school tennis team in high school and had played a lot over the years, so he was very good at it.

There were four groups of guests in total and the winner would receive a cash reward of 200 yuan, which was very tempting for the eight people who had pockets cleaner than their faces.

Wen Zhi quietly leaned close to Si Mingchen’s ear, “If we won, can we go buy a chicken leg with the money?”

The corners of Si Mingchen’s lips lifted slightly: “Sure.”

Wen Zhi picked up the tennis racket, feeling more motivated, and bent down to swing it a few times to find his rhythm.

Since the end of the meal, Gu Chengfeng had been very quiet, following Qin Yushen’s side without saying a word or standing out.

Qin Yushen asked, “Do you know how to play tennis?”

Gu Chengfeng replied coldly, “Yes.”

Qin Yushen nodded.

Meanwhile, Wen Zhi was warming up with Si Ming. To make it easier to play, he took off his jacket and wore only a thin casual shirt. When the wind blew, his slender figure was even more apparent.

Si Mingchen frowned slightly: “It’s too cold, you’ll catch a cold like this.”

Wen Zhi didn’t think much of it and said, “I won’t feel cold when I play.”

While doing high knee lifts, Wen Zhi turned to Si Mingchen and said, “I have a two-person warm-up method, do you want to try it together?”

Si Mingchen: “A two-person warm-up?”

Wen Zhi pointed to the floor: “You lie there, I’ll do push-ups and kiss you once after each one.”

Si Mingchen asked in return, “Where is my warm-up then?”

Wen Zhi was serious: “Kissing burns calories, don’t you know that?”

Si Mingchen was left speechless by the retort, holding a tennis racket in one hand and the other hand in his pocket, smiling lightly in a direction where no one was around.

[Wen Zhi’s words are so smooth.]

[What a good guy, really a good guy.]

[Wen Zhi is such a cute and clingy person.]

[Does kissing burn calories? I didn’t even know that.]

[Hiss, why do I suddenly feel like the White Bone Spirit and the Monk?]

The competition began immediately, with two people competing in each match, and one game deciding the winner. The winners of the group stage would then proceed to the ultimate PK.

The netizens looked at Wen Zhi’s thin arms and legs, thinking he couldn’t play tennis. However, during the first serve, Wen Zhi’s light and agile movement quickly brought the match to a climax.

His movements were beautiful but also powerful. Two lobs and a smash dealt fatal blows to the opponents. After a few rounds, He Qiong and Xie Jing gradually couldn’t keep up and eventually surrendered.

After the game, Wen Zhi was sweating profusely, unconsciously lifting the hem of his white short-sleeved shirt to wipe his sweat. The smooth and fair skin on his abdomen was fully exposed, especially visible from a distance.

Si Mingchen’s eyes darkened as he stepped forward and took off his jacket and put it on Wen Zhi: “It’s windy.”

Wen Zhi was puzzled and sweetly said, “Thank you.”

[Holy shit! There are still male entertainers who would lift their clothes in public?]

[Wen Zhi’s white ribcage haha, it’s quite daring.]

[The abs are still in shape, quite beautiful.]

[What’s the rush, President Si? I haven’t even seen it yet!]

[Si Mingchen is not jealous, is he?]