Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 75
These days, I always feel that something is wrong with Cheng Yiming.

I first found that he had a faint fragrance of freesia and lychee flowers mixed with him, which was not the fragrance of Issey Miyake perfume I used.On Cheng Yiming's shirt, occasionally light flaxen-colored straight hair appears, while my hair was originally black straight hair, and later Han Qingluo dyed it into a fashionable reddish dark brown hair color.

Another time, I actually saw a bright lipstick mark on Cheng Yiming's shirt collar.When I looked at the lipstick mark, my heart trembled violently.

Is Cheng Yiming in love?

Does he have a woman he likes?
These subtle signals appeared more and more densely in my life, like a poisonous snake spit out a red letter, bit by bit nibbling away my unreasonable thoughts about Cheng Yiming and shattering my beautiful dreams bit by bit.Cheng Yiming and I are still in a peddling marriage, he... how could he get out of the wall with a single blue apricot?

how can

This is too unkind.

But soon, I discovered that the unkind person was not Cheng Yiming, but Ding Nuomin.That day, Sister Hong secretly said to me: "Lala, that Miss Ding is really strange. Every time I want to wash Mr. Cheng's clothes, she always refuses to let me do it. Seeing her secretly putting her hair on Mr. Cheng's shirt, and sometimes spraying her perfume on it, it's strange, why would she do this?"

It turns out that hair perfume and lipstick are all masterpieces of Ding Nuomin.

Sister Hong did not wrong Ding Nuomin.

Because Ding Nuomin's hair is straight and dyed a light flaxen color; the perfume she wears is Lancome Miracle; even her lipstick is Lancome No. 02, pearl powder, which is a bit orange.

Why did Ding Nuomin do this?

It just gave me the illusion that Cheng Yiming was having an affair with her.

That day I fried a small fish for Xiangxiang, then mixed rice with it, and took it to the terrace to feed Xiangxiang.Ding Nuomin also went to the terrace. She stood in front of me, crossed her arms, squinted her eyes, stared at me with disgust and contempt, and said, "Sulala, I have something to tell you."

"What do you say?" I asked as I watched and thought about eating fish.

"Brother Ming and I are not related by blood. We are not real siblings. We grew up together, so we can be called childhood sweethearts," Ding Nuomin said.

"I know." I still watched and thought about eating fish.

"Brother Ming doesn't love you." Ding Nuomin said again.

"How do you know Cheng Yiming doesn't love me?" I asked, "Did he tell you?"

Ding Nuomin sneered: "How can Brother Ming tell me? I'm not blind, I can't see with my eyes? You sleep in separate rooms, and you are a couple in name only. Do you think I don't know? I still know that Brother Ming married you , It’s just a matter of a moment. Su Lala, go and look in the mirror, you look like this--long and small eyes, single eyelids, flat nose, big mouth, and a spooky face. Pushing forward 300 years, backward 300 years, a total of 600 years, no one has surpassed the Internet celebrity Sister Feng, who is second, what do you have to be worthy of Brother Ming?"

I took a look at Ding Nuomin, imitated her sneer, and then I said: "Yes, my height is worthy of Cheng Yiming. Cheng Yiming is 186 centimeters, and I am 172 centimeters. I don't need to wear high heels to stand with him. Let's see Looking back, looking up and down, looking left and right, our heights are a perfect match."

Ding Nuomin was suddenly choked and speechless.

She is only 157 cm, and her height is her flaw.

At this time, Xiang Xiang raised his head and called "meow" at Ding Nuomin, as if mocking, then he lowered his head again, and buried himself in frying fish and rice.

I was so happy that I squatted down and asked to think about it: "Think about it, do you agree with my statement?"

After thinking about it, he raised his head again and let out another "meow".

Ding Nuomin bit her lip, after a while she "hummed" and said again: "Surala, Brother Ming doesn't love you at all!"

I said: "He doesn't love me, so what does that have to do with you? Didn't you just say that you and your brother Ming are not related by blood, not siblings, and if your brother Ming doesn't love me, it has nothing to do with you, right? "

Ding Nuomin was choked again and couldn't speak.

Maybe she didn't expect that I would be so sharp-tongued.

Clay Bodhisattvas also have fire, don’t they?I didn't offend her, but she was like a hedgehog. She made no secret of her presumptuousness and stabbed me blatantly. She was stabbed so hard that she couldn't bear it. She couldn't blame me for confronting her with red eyebrows and blue eyes.If she thinks I'm a persimmon that's easy to pinch, she's dead wrong.

After a long time, Ding Nuomin hummed again: "Even though Brother Ming and I are not related by blood, I grew up in Cheng's family. Since childhood, Cheng's family have regarded me as their own. Brother is no exception. I'm doing it for Brother Ming's sake, and I'm worried that some people will covet his money and have ulterior motives for him."

The "some people" in her mouth naturally refers to me.

I didn't quarrel with her, and said lightly: "Really?" I said again: "That's all you want to say to me? Have you finished? If you have finished, then you can go."

Ding Nuomin glared at me, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Su Lala, do you know what it means for a toad to want to eat swan meat?"

I sent a soldier to cover the water and soil, looked at her and said: "When I was in school, the teacher didn't teach what is 'toad wants to eat swan meat', so I don't know what it means. But the teacher taught what is 'falling flowers' Deliberately follow the flowing water, and the flowing water will fall in love with the flowers" - I remember the teacher explained at that time that it meant being self-indulgent."

When Ding Nuomin heard this, his face turned purple.

I just feel cool.

Hahaha, a person who studies fashion design bickers with a person who studies Chinese language and literature?Don't think that quarreling with others is an easy job. If you want to swear by a shrew, in addition to being fierce and aggressive, you must also strengthen your Chinese language and culture learning, and arm your brain with knowledge, just relying on the body armed with the tongue. far from enough.

Ding Nuomin became angry because he poked Ding Nuomin's sore spot.

In the midst of her anger, she still has the remaining rationality left, and she does not dare to face me violently. On the contrary, I believe that it is she, not me, who is lying on the ground crying for her father and mother.

But unexpectedly, such a beautiful woman like Lin Daiyu is not as fierce as an animal.

Ding Nuomin took her anger out on Xiang Xiang, rushed forward suddenly, and kicked Xiang Xiang who was working hard to eat fried fish and rice.Thinking about screaming, flying a few steps, Ding Nuomin caught up again, and continued kicking to think about it, I reacted quickly, ran over quickly, pushed Ding Nuomin away, hugged and thought about it.

Think in my arms, "woo hoo" whine.

Ding Nuomin glared at me and ran down the terrace.

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(End of this chapter)