cute in his palm

Chapter 1788

Jiang Dinghe got into the car without saying a word, then laid the chair flat, and lay down on it, squinting his eyes comfortably, looking very happy.

"I said Heye, what are you talking about, what are you doing in the hospital?" Ren Xing had already followed in the car, not in a hurry to drive, but hurriedly asked Jiang Dinghe.

"Come to the hospital for a walk..."

Ren Xing frowned, you are an uncle, you still choose such a unique place for a walk.

Who goes out for a walk in the hospital when their brains are crazy.

However, Ren Xing frowned when he thought that one of Xiao Wei's models was injured and was staying in this hospital. "My Lord, you didn't come to see Xiao Wei's models, did you?"

"You got it right."

Jiang Dinghe smiled yuppie.

"I asked you to find out which hotel Xiao Wei and the others stayed in, did you find it?" Jiang Dinghe asked him.

"Found it, Tuyaxing Hotel."

"Go live there tonight." Jiang Dinghe narrowed his eyes, feeling comfortable.

I have never been in such a good mood when I come to Milan.

"My Lord, but..."

"There is nothing but, when I speak, I need you to question it, let's drive, I will take a moment." Jiang Dinghe stopped talking to Ren Xing after finishing speaking.

Ren Xing also knew that he wasn't really sleeping at all, he just didn't want to talk to him.

You must know that the Royal Hotel they stayed in was the highest-standard presidential suite in all of Milan.

His grandfather came to the hospital today and became stupid.

A man like Ren Xing who has never been in a relationship would not understand Jiang Dinghe's mood that is about to fly.

He didn't want to understand either.

Quietly start the car and drive towards Tuyaxing Hotel.

Arriving at the hotel, Ren Xing took a look at the outside view, it looked pretty good, the ten-story hotel was not so inconspicuous.

"Hey, we're here."

Jiang Dinghe had already opened the door and got out of the car.

He didn't sleep all the way, so he knew he had arrived when the car stopped.

"My Lord, are you sure you want to live here?" Ren Xing asked again, you must know that even though it looks good from the outside, it is still far behind the Royal Hotel.

Ren Xing hoped that his grandfather would not be so overwhelmed.

"If you can't stand it, you can go back to the Royal Palace by yourself, and I'll go in." Jiang Dinghe had already strode into the hotel.

Fortunately, he is an Asian model, and he is not as popular here as he is in China. He has tens of millions of fans on Weibo alone, so no matter which city or hotel he goes to, people know him.

However, Jiang Dinghe's nearly [-] figure, coupled with three-dimensional and handsome facial features, still attracted the attention of many people when he walked into the hotel with one hand in his pocket.

Among them, two or three blond-haired girls are already being discussed, and those who often follow the fashion circle will know that his photos often appear in major magazines and advertisements.

"Wow, this man is so handsome."

"Looks like a model walking out of a magazine cover."

"What does he look like, he is... er, that very famous Asian male model..."

"Jiang...what the heck."

"Yes, heh..."

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Jiang Dinghe?"

"Sorry, you are mistaken, I just look alike." Jiang Dinghe politely smiled at the girls, and refused to take a group photo to sign.

Ren Xing followed up to fend him off. "Sorry, our young master, I don't like being surrounded by people."

"Isn't it really Mr. Jiang Dinghe, the number one male model in Asia?"

"No."

"It's so similar..."

"I look better than him, so it can't be." Jiang Dinghe said very conceitedly.

Sure enough, the little girls were taken aback for a moment, then turned and left. Who is this man, he is so shameless.

"Is there a room?" Ren Xing hurried to the front desk to ask.

"Sir, you need a standard room, or a presidential suite."

"Which one is closest to 909?" Jiang Dinghe said indifferently.

Xu Yanke lived in room 909.

"There is a luxury suite on the 909th floor, 1009."

"I want this one."

After taking the key, Jiang Dinghe went straight into the elevator, and Ren Xing quickly followed him in, otherwise he would have been abandoned by his own grandfather, and he found that he didn't understand him more and more.

You can't live in a good presidential suite. If you live in a deluxe room, it's only a little better than the standard.

Ren Xing is not afraid of being wronged, but he is afraid of wronging Jiang Dinghe.

Jiang Dinghe didn't feel any wronged, went into the room, went directly to the bathroom to take a shower, and didn't care about Ren Xing talking non-stop outside alone.

After taking a shower, I took a look at the time, well, it's 12 o'clock, I glanced at the things that could be broken in the room, and finally set my sights on the two vases.

"My Lord, you should go to bed early, we will return home tomorrow afternoon." Ren Xing flipped through the itinerary.

"I won't come back for the time being." Jiang Dinghe sat on the sofa and put his long legs on the coffee table. The white bathrobe is so half-open, and with that monstrous face, it is simply not too attractive.

Not to mention women, even men can't help it.

Ren Xing has been by his side for many years, every time he gets out of the bath and poses like this, Ren Xing will be a little bit tempted, really afraid that he will not be able to control himself, so he will jump on him.

His grandfather is too attractive.

"Ren Xing, do I look good?" Jiang Dinghe smiled at him bewitchingly, and deliberately lowered his voice to talk to him.

Ren Xing immediately came back to his senses, because he knew very well how powerful He Ye was. The name of the black belt was not just a casual word, and his neck could be broken with one hand.

"It's pretty, our Heye's face is the most beautiful face in the model circle."

"It's a pity, some people don't think so." Jiang Dinghe smiled.

As for who it is, only he himself knows.

"Who is so short-sighted?" Ren Xing felt wronged, and only when he was blind would he think that his grandfather is not good-looking. This face is so delicate that it is even more beautiful than a woman, okay?

"That's none of your business."

"Then if you don't go back to China tomorrow, the company..."

"Let Jian Ming send over several other Milan cooperation advertisements, so it's useless to stay these few days." Jiang Dinghe said lightly.

"I'll discuss this with Brother Ming."

"What are you discussing? If you don't work ahead of time, then rest later." Jiang Dinghe hasn't had a vacation for a long time anyway, so it's good to take the opportunity to rest.

"I see, Master." Ren Xing directly contacted Jian Ming. Jian Ming was Jiang Dinghe's manager, and he personally arranged all the work. Ren Xing only needed to follow up.

As soon as Ren Xinghe and Jian Ming finished talking on the phone, they heard a bang and frightened him. Looking back, they saw Jiang Dinghe standing in the middle of the room, with two shattered vases at his feet, and the shards of glass shattered all over the floor.

"Hey, what's going on, you're not hurt, are you?"

"I wanted to put it in a different place, but my hand slipped, so I'm fine." Jiang Dinghe didn't make drafts when he lied.

(End of this chapter)