Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 422 Extra Story: Gentle Scum

Two people are together, the rhythm is in sync, and the three views are consistent.

So that the first quarrel happened unexpectedly.

The wedding room is next door, and Ji Ning'an can go home and have a meal as long as she walks in.

In addition, Shi Jingnian bought two expensive properties in Ji Ning'an's name, one in the school district and one in the business district, and her name was on the property certificate.

Ji's mother didn't even have time to feel the sadness of marrying a daughter, so she saw the girl sitting on the recliner at home playing with her mobile phone, and said she wanted to eat sweet and sour pork ribs.

Mother Ji: "..."

I suddenly missed marrying far away!
At that time, the International Art Association held a national conference, and Shi Jingnian attended as a representative of the ninth association, and Ji Ning'an couldn't leave after studying in graduate school.

Due to the foreign country and the time difference, it was a bit difficult to communicate.

But Ji Ning'an felt proud when he saw his shining appearance.

Look.

This is someone she likes.

Unparalleled excellence!

Ji Ning'an lives in her parents' house. She is the only child in the house. She is the only daughter. She owns everything, so there is nothing uncomfortable about it.

On the Internet, you can find news about the Ninth Association, media reports, and news reprints.

The 27-second video that was circulated directly exceeded [-] million views.

All of a sudden, it was all his news.

In the video, the man was standing on a high platform, dressed in formal attire, with a pure black tie, straight as a pine, with the light coming from above, his side face was cold and sharp.

Facing hundreds of people in the audience, he had a strong aura and a calm demeanor. His slender fingers casually adjusted the microphone, and his thin lips slightly pressed close to the microphone. muffled.

The eyes under the gold-wire lens are deep, looking straight ahead, as if the strength can penetrate the lens, and the wind and rain are not shocked.

This video, in just 27 seconds, ranked first in the hot search, causing the whole Internet to boil.

【husband! !husband! ! ! ! 】

【Husband...hehe...husband...hehe...】

[How is your bitter tea upstairs? 】

[Just because you guys are talking nonsense here, my brother coaxed me for a long time after returning home. 】

【Oh my god, this voice can make your legs go weak】

[Good guy, good guy, a large-scale husband recognition scene? 】

[Graduated from a top prestigious school, received a double doctorate at the age of 24, this year's representative of the International Art Association, permanent academic advisor of the Strotta Royal Art Foundation, from a scholarly family, was a distinguished professor of Peking University, sisters can rush! ! 】

[Wait, the ring on his left hand? ? ? 】

In the video, the man's hands really steal the spotlight when he adjusts the mic.

With cold white fingers clasping the black wheat, half of the wrist exposed under the cuff of the suit is thin, with slender and sexy joints.

The ring finger was wearing an exquisite and expensive diamond ring, which reflected a cold luster, and the action of holding the microphone was a little lustful.

Even the fleeting shots were captured by sharp-eyed netizens.

【Isn't it true that I just fell in love and then fell in love? ! 】

[Maybe it's just an accessory, thank you. 】

[Marriage does not delay I like him]

【What kind of girl can be worthy of him】

The architectural building located in the center of the capital pierces the clouds, sacred and solemn, and brings together outstanding artists from all over the world.

At this moment in the hall, the international conference was coming to an end, and the last sentence was said in a smooth and neat tone.

The pronunciation of the thin lips falls on everyone's ears through the microphone, revealing a sense of order in business affairs, just like a Swiss clock, containing unique rules.

The microphone on the podium just reached the position of his neckline. The shirt collar and black tie contrasted with each other. The color was cold, and there was no trace of disrespect.

The face is picturesque, and Yue Zhiyuan is austere.

After the conference ended, reporters and the media rushed to interview, Shi Jingnian stepped off the stage, and immediately turned on the phone that was turned off.

Before changing, he didn't have the habit of using his mobile phone frequently. He put his mobile phone in the storage compartment before every meeting, and he didn't know when he would turn it on.

Later, a little girl was added to his contacts, and Shi Jingnian got used to carrying it with him in order to reply to her messages in time.

However, there was a time difference between the two countries. It was late at night in Kyoto, and the little girl was probably sleeping.

When he thought of her, there was a little smile on his cold eyes under the lens.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed artist walked towards him, stopped in front of Shi Jingnian and greeted him warmly.

He chatted with the other party for a few words, with a polite profile, the ringtone of the video broke the conversation, Shi Jingnian looked down, paused, his tone was cold and gentle.

"Sorry, my wife called."

The young man was a little surprised. When he saw the ring on his hand, he nodded suddenly: "Congratulations!"

Shi Jingnian went to a quiet place to connect, and soon a girl's soft eyebrows appeared on the phone, lying on the bed with her chin resting on the giant panda doll.

"Ning'an." He called out, his voice was soft when he lowered it, like winter coffee that had been ground for a long time, noble and easy-going, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

In Kyoto, everything is silent, the ground is mottled with fine moonlight, and a small desk lamp is lit on the bedside table.

Warm orange light hit the side of the girl's face, and she tilted her head to look at the person in the video.

The first thing I saw was the snow-white shirt under the suit, with a meticulous black tie buttoned to the top.

The light over there was cold and white, against which he was like a picture scroll. He was probably still in the conference building, standing in the corridor, with a solemn and solemn background, and occasionally people in suits and leather shoes passed by.

"Hurry up, I want to see your face!"

Ji Ning'an just wanted to look at him, and her tea eyes stared at the person in the camera.

The hoarse laughter fell.

Captivating.

Gold-rimmed glasses and a straight nose bridge reflected in the picture, with a bit of gentle scum temperament.

"Go to sleep after reading it, don't stay up late," he said.

"Can't sleep." The girl wrinkled the tip of her nose and acted lazily to him, her hair was a little messy, her cheeks were white and tender, like a cat.

Shi Jingnian narrowed his eyes: "Then I'll coax you."

When others passed by, they couldn't see the contents of the phone clearly, but the man who was still indifferent and noble on the podium just now, behaved calmly and politely, and did not allow profanity.

At this moment, she was smiling at the phone, with a hint of doting on her brows.

Can't help but attract people's attention, guess who is on the other side of the phone?

When Shi Jingnian walked out of the building, he went straight to the commercial vehicle parked not far away, countless media reporters swarmed up, the flashing lights were blindingly white, and the voices were noisy.

"Mr. Shi!"

"Mr. Shi!"

"Mr. Shi, may I ask you..."

The bodyguard intercepted the reporter who was about to rush up, Shi Jingnian didn't accept any interview, just leaned over the car and left.

The driver drove to the hotel where he lived, and the assistant was sitting in the passenger seat. The atmosphere in the car was quiet, so the voice was exceptionally clear, and the enunciation was a little more lazy and peaceful.

(End of this chapter)