The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

The contempt in the other party's tone was self-evident, and Ning Muxue could tell something was wrong: "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" The girl snorted coldly, and held the phone in front of Ning Muxue, "Since you have done such a thing as being a mistress, are you still afraid of being accused?"

The gossip that Luo Wenwen discussed with Rong Ling a few days ago was on the screen, and now it has been picked up by netizens based on the same paragraph. The girl who got off the passenger seat was undoubtedly Ning Muxue.

Ning Muxue stared intently for a few seconds, couldn't help feeling ridiculous, and shook her head: "I'm not..."

"Aren't you?" The other party sneered, "You, a young trainee, can afford a dress worth nearly seven figures? Do you think you are the daughter of the richest man? Daydreaming!"

Ning Muxue was laughed out of anger.

Even though years of upbringing made Ning Muxue restrain the anger in her heart, she still couldn't help taking a deep breath and rolled her eyes upwards.

Falling into the other party's eyes, this is undoubtedly anger, she took back the phone triumphantly: "Some people just don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and just want to take shortcuts because of their good looks. What kind of people are scolded by netizens? Have the face to swagger through the market."

Summer insects can't talk about ice.

Ning Muxue was too lazy to explain to her, and she was no longer polite, she just uttered two cold words: "Apology..."

Probably because she didn't expect Ning Muxue, a "third party", to be so righteous, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then the sense of justice occupied her chest: "I, I, no."

"No apology, right?" Ning Muxue narrowed her eyes, nodded and said, "Okay..."

She conveniently picked up the dinner plate next to her, and taking advantage of her advantage of being more than half the size of the other party, she turned her wrist—

wow-

All the vegetables and fish on the dinner plate poured down, from the top of her head along her hair, and drenched her whole body from top to bottom.

Surrounded by a sense of suffocation, the girl took a long time to come back to her senses, her eyes widened: "Are you crazy!?"

Ning Muxue's face turned completely cold, her voice seemed to be icy: "You can try talking nonsense again, and see what else I can come up with."

Her face was expressionless, it was clearly an innocent face, but what she said at this moment was like a devil whispering in her ear, which made people tremble.

The girl trembled all over, and immediately felt a tingling sensation in her eyes, only to realize that the oil and water had dripped into her eyes, and hurriedly screamed and rushed towards the faucet.

Ning Muxue looked at her leaving back coldly, unmoved.

When she turned her head and saw that Rong Ling's hands that were holding the dinner plate were empty, Ning Muxue was taken aback for a moment before realizing that what she had poured out just now was what was on her dinner plate.

Seeing that Rong Ling was like a piece of ice, emitting a faint chill, Ning Muxue, who was still domineering, seemed to be beaten back to her original shape in an instant, and said at a loss: "Rong Ling, I didn't mean it..."

"It's okay..." Rong Ling whispered, lowering his eyelashes.

She had never seen Ning Muxue who was like a little white flower have such a face.

"How about we make another copy?" Ning Muxue asked hurriedly.

"No need, I want to go back to take a shower, don't you need to change?" Rong Ling asked, and distributed most of the tissues to Ning Muxue, "Wipe first..."

The oil smudges are unpleasant to look at.

"Ah?" Ning Muxue then remembered that most of her short skirt was stained, so she definitely couldn't go directly to filming the show.

So he hurriedly took her tissue and said in response, "Okay..."

It was soft and waxy, and there was no trace of the anger just now.

After finishing speaking, Ning Muxue followed Rong Ling's footsteps and returned to the dormitory together.

For other players, practice time is of course a race against time, but for Rong Ling, it's like a full-level player doing tasks in Novice Village, everything is at his fingertips.

Therefore, it was obvious that only her calves were stained with oil, but she still took a bath in a leisurely manner, and washed her hair by the way.

When he came out wiping his hair, Rong Ling realized that there was someone sitting in the room.

It was Ning Muxue who had also cleaned up.

"Why are you here?" Rong Ling asked casually as he wiped his hair.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Ning Muxue rubbed her skirt with her fingers, what she wanted to say got stuck when she saw Rong Ling who was only wearing a loose white T-shirt.

With the hem of the dress down, one can see her straight and fair long legs. With the pace of walking, the lines highlighted by the slender bones are like the most perfect masterpiece of a sculptor.

Ning Muxue subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and it took a long time to find her own voice: "I just came here to wait for you, and...do you believe what that person said just now?"

Rong Ling paused and frowned in displeasure.

What does this mean? She can explain it directly, but she deliberately uses her own words?

Could this be the bad taste of the so-called rich?

Rong Ling's lips were slightly pursed, but he didn't make a sound.

Ning Muxue's expectant eyes instantly dimmed, and she lowered her head, as wronged as an abandoned puppy.

Originally worried that Rong Ling would misunderstand, she planned to explain directly, but just now she was dazzled by her big white legs, and she unconsciously turned a corner when she spoke.

Ning Muxue was even more worried that if Rong Ling knew her real identity, would she be annoyed that she had been hiding it, and mistakenly thought that she did not regard her as a friend?

In the blink of an eye's silence, Ning Muxue's brain began to run amok, and even thought of the scene where Rong Ling and her confronted each other.

Immediately, Rong Ling's voice sounded.

"I only believe what you say, and if you say yes, you are." Rong Ling said lightly, "If you say no, then you are."

Ning Muxue, who was wilting like an eggplant just now, was nourished by the sun and rain in an instant, and raised her head: "Really?"

"Hmm..." Rong Ling didn't bother to worry about this matter, so he dealt with it.

Then he turned and bent over and began to change into a clean uniform skirt.

Don't look at evil, Ning Muxue quickly turned her eyes away, but her heart was as sweet as tasting honey: "I know..."

She knew that Rong Ling was different from other people.

After all, it was the daughter of the Ning family who was slandered on the Internet, and the rumors came faster than expected.

A series of topics hanging on the hot search rankings are naked and direct, giving everyone a resounding slap in the face-#宁暮雪和陈世双真实关系#?#宁暮雪identityexposure#?#宁家谈谈spokesman#?# Would you let your daughter participate in the draft if you were rich#

Ning Muxue almost dominated the hot search list throughout the day.

The people who eat melons rummaged through one by one, and finally clarified the relationship between the so-called third party Ning Muxue and Chen Shishuang. The real brothers of the person in power, but one takes his father's surname and the other takes his mother's surname, they are in charge of different groups, and they have never appeared in public at the same time, so it is difficult for anyone to link them together.

But that day just happened to be the birthday party of Ning's parents, so Chen Shishuang took Ning Muxue to attend by the way.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Muxue changed from a vixen and a slut who was stepped into the center of the earth to the jewel in the palm of the Ning family. The speed of the transformation was astonishing.

Netizens who were moved by the wind unanimously opened the "Glow, girl!" "This program, I want to see what a rich lady will look like when she participates in the draft, and even the details of the tidbits are not missed.

The ratings and clicks of the talent show, which was already a hit, were even higher. Not only did it rank first on the list, but all subsequent programs couldn't beat the combined ratings.

Every frame of Ning Muxue’s appearance was cut out in the form of pictures or videos, causing heated discussions: “Hahaha, my sister is so cute, even if she can’t dance, she still tries to keep up with the rhythm.”

"It's no wonder that I still have the courage to eat something when recording a show, it's so innocent and frank."

"I'm dizzy. If I have money and work so hard, compared to Ning Muxue, I'm the real waste."

Just like in the previous life, once Ning Muxue's real identity was exposed, it quickly attracted a large number of fans while sparking heated discussions.

Rong Ling sat by the bay window, listening to the discussions of roommates, turned off Weibo, opened the address book, found an unfamiliar number and sent a text message: "You can start."

After a while, the convenience replied: "Who are you?"

Rong Ling frowned, and typed out each word: "Don't care who I am, as long as you remember, I'm here to help you."