Young Master Hei, your wife is playing dumb again

Chapter 113

When Zhao Ritian asked a question, Ji Nancheng calmly withdrew his gaze from Jing Yuhan and looked at Zhao Ritian.

He doesn't speak, but his eyes can speak.

This glance seemed to ask Zhao Ritian why he was so curious.

"Mr. Zhao is really curious, what kind of star can get into Ji Shao's eyes!"

Zhao Ritian seemed to understand Ji Nancheng's doubts, and was about to start the business mutual promotion mode, so as to make the atmosphere of chatting more relaxed and active.

But Ji Nancheng didn't seem to like this kind of flattery mode, and didn't wake up according to that mode: "She is not from the showbiz circle, but from the opera circle."

Opera circle?
Hei Lingxiu, who hadn't participated in the chat topic from the beginning to the end, suddenly raised his sword eyebrows.

Just in time, Ji Nancheng's gaze also fell on him.

The moment the two men's eyes met in mid-air, there seemed to be a smell of gunpowder in the air.

This kind of fuse was ignited immediately, and the feeling that the battle was about to start made Zhao Ritian seem to find a pot lid to put on top of his head, so as not to be affected by disaster.

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, the sudden cough sounded like a sharp knife, cutting a hole in the tense atmosphere full of gunpowder smoke.

Whether it was someone who was about to find the lid of the pot, or someone who was confronting each other coldly, their eyes were all attracted to them.

I saw that while a few men were talking, I killed most of the plate of spaghetti. The silly roe deer was coughing, his face was flushed, he must have choked.

Well, just now she had been eating noodles with her head down, but she also listened to the conversation between the men verbatim.

When Ji Nancheng mentioned idols, Jing Yuhan really didn't dare to think about himself.

After all, in her opinion, the friendship between the two of them in Italy was not that deep. At most, Ji Nancheng would show up for every performance she performed and send flowers to show her support.

It wasn't until Ji Nancheng said that his idol was not from the showbiz circle, but from the opera circle, that Jing Yuhan was sure that he was really talking about her...

Well, the inexplicable sense of shame made her uncomfortable and made her choke.

Jing Yuhan was trying to relieve the shame and discomfort in her throat when two glasses of water appeared in her vision at the same time.

Along with the two glasses of water, there were two male voices that sounded almost simultaneously.

"It's really useless, you can choke on anything you eat."

"Hurry up and drink a glass of water to moisten your throat."

The same magnetic male voice has a different attitude.

The former, Hei Lingxiu, still had a distasteful tone towards her.

The latter, Ji Nancheng, is gentle and considerate, as well as pampering people hardly noticeable...

The two men with completely different attitudes realized that they both handed out water glasses to the same person, and immediately felt a sense of tension.

The saddest one is none other than Jing Yuhan.

There are two water glasses in front of her, and she must choose one of them, as if she is in the center of this bloody storm...

If the choice is not good, she will die in this bloody storm.

Weak and helpless, Jing Yuhan finally stretched out his hand to...

Hei Lingxiu's glass of water!

Hehehe, although Papa Hei's attitude is not so bad, but he provides food, drink, shelter and transportation!
How could he be offended by his parents?

After grabbing Hei Lingxiu's glass of water, Jing Yuhan drank it in one go!
Ji Nancheng, who was not selected, was not annoyed, but his mood didn't look much better.

No, he got up directly.

"Everyone, please take it easy. Ji has some things to do in a while, so let's go first."

"Young Master Ji, go slowly." Zhao Ritian was about to stand up and see him off.

"Mr. Zhao, please stay."

Ji Nancheng smiled, rejected Zhao Ritian and got up to see him off, then turned and left.

It's just that the moment he turned around, the smile lines at the ends of the man's eyes disappeared completely, and there seemed to be no trace of a smile in his beautiful eyes...

Ji Nancheng left, but Hei Lingxiu's anger had not completely dissipated.

Jing Yuhan was afraid of being hurt, so he slipped outside and dug in the bunker.

At the dining table, only Hei Lingxiu and Zhao Ritian were drinking coffee.

"Ah Tian, ​​I want all the information on Ji Nancheng."

Hei Lingxiu made a sound when the cup of bitter black coffee was drained.

"Okay, I'll send someone to investigate in a while."

After responding to Hei Lingxiu, Zhao Ritian suddenly muttered again: "But Ah Xiu, if Ji Nancheng really knew that guy, why didn't he recognize her?"

That's right, Ji Nancheng's various behaviors just now made people feel that he knew that silly roe deer.

Even Zhao Ritian thought so.

But the question is, if Ji Nancheng knew the silly roe deer, why didn't he meet the silly roe deer directly, but kept dancing wildly on the verge of being beaten?

"That's what I have to ask her..."

When Hei Lingxiu said this, he was looking at the back of someone digging in the sandpit through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the restaurant...

"If she knew, she wouldn't be playing like crazy outside in the cold."

Zhao Ritian followed Hei Lingxiu's line of sight, and saw the silly roe deer busy in the sandpit, so he naturally understood what Hei Lingxiu meant.

"Forget it, if you don't go to Shengjiang, then I'll go find the information about Ji Nancheng..."

Staring at the silly roe deer and seeing nothing, Zhao Ritian decided to keep busy with his own affairs.

And Hei Lingxiu also went to the company after a while.

Only that silly roe deer is still busy in the sandpit...

"Xiao Yan, you just had an infusion yesterday, and you're not at home to rest well, where did you go?"

As soon as Jing Yuyan entered the training center, her mother, Sun Lanjiao, received a call.

"Mom, I'm bored at home, so I'm going out for a walk. I'll be back in a while!" Jing Yuyan hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

She still had a mask on her face, so it was inconvenient to talk on the phone.

Yesterday, I was allergic to mineral dust. Not only did I get a lot of rashes on my body, but it also developed into a large rash on my face.

After the infusion treatment, although the symptoms have been alleviated a lot, the rash on the face and body has not completely disappeared.

In this case, Jing Yuyan cannot wear makeup.

But without makeup, Jing Yuyan felt that her dark face was really unattractive.

If it wasn't for the cooking class today, Jing Yuyan would rather hide at home and not come out to meet people.

But when she thought about the news that Jing Ming inadvertently revealed last night, Jing Yuyan couldn't bear it anymore, so she appeared in the cooking class wearing a mask.

As usual, most of the ladies and gentlemen in class were busy socializing.

The usual Jing Yuyan would be the same as these people, busy expanding her circle.But today her focus is only on Zhuo Xiyu...

Zhuo Xiyu was wearing a white one-piece dress with three-quarter sleeves, and she didn't look very good in this group of ladies.

If it wasn't for her inventor brother, Jing Yuyan wouldn't waste too much time on such a person.

Today's cooking class is about tempura, oil splashes everywhere, almost everyone present put on aprons.

But Zhuo Xiyu seemed to have forgotten it, and was afraid of staining the white skirt, so he kept dodging in front of the oil pan.

After careful observation, Jing Yuyan had a good idea to approach Zhuo Xiyu.

(End of this chapter)