Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Ling Pan packed up early the next morning, ready to go to the stage for the second time.

She had just finished washing when she heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"I."

Ling Pan heard his familiar voice, smiled lightly, and opened the door for him.

"What's the matter with you looking for me so early?"

Wang Jiulong was wearing a gray casual jacket without a zipper, revealing a black T-shirt, black overalls, and his "Quan Zhilong same style" hat on his head.

The whole person looks refreshing and mysterious with a hip-hop style.

Wang Jiulong sat on the sofa and said, "I ordered breakfast. I'll take it to you after we finish eating together."

Ling Pan looked back at him in surprise: "Huh?"

Wang Jiulong nodded: "Do you disagree?"

Ling Pan shook his head: "No, of course I agree, it's too late for me to be happy!"

Ling Pan sat beside him, leaning on his shoulder: "Why do you suddenly want to go with me?"

Wang Jiulong glanced at her: "Shanshan said, I don't know you well enough, so I'll take this opportunity to get to know you better."

Ling Pan laughed "giggle" after hearing his words.

Wang Jiulong frowned and looked at her suspiciously: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing, so Wang Jiulong likes me so much!"

Seeing her excited look, Wang Jiulong shook his head helplessly.

After a while, breakfast was served.

Wang Jiulong put the breakfast on the table, and Ling Pan asked, "Where's Shanshan? Doesn't she eat?"

"That girl slept until noon, don't worry about her, she wakes up and eats lunch directly."

"..."

After the two finished their breakfast, they took a ride to the show.

In fact, if Wang Jiulong hadn't said that he wanted to go to the show with her, John would have picked her up by car, but she just called John to ask her not to come.

When we got there, Ling Pan got off the car.

She leaned down again, and said to Wang Jiulong in the car, "Would you like to come in and take a walk?"

Wang Jiulong raised his eyebrows, glanced at the gorgeous building in front of him, and nodded: "Okay."

Ling Pan held his arm affectionately, and the two walked into the company together.

Walking into the show, John was standing aside discussing something with the staff, he caught a glimpse of the two of them walking in, and ran over quickly.

"Mr. Wang, are you here too?"

Wang Jiulong nodded: "Hello."

Ling Pan looked around and asked, "When will it start?"

John said, "Come on, wait a little longer."

Ling Pan pulled Wang Jiulong over and said to John, "Then I'll take my boyfriend around."

John shrugged and said it didn't matter: "OK!"

The three of them were talking when a woman came out from the backstage. She caught a glimpse of Ling Pan, squinted her eyes, changed to a smiling face, and walked towards them.

"Pat! Here you come!"

The three of them looked towards her when they heard the sound.

Ling Pan nodded expressionlessly, and John greeted her politely.

Nancy glanced at Wang Jiulong who was standing beside Ling Pan, and raised her eyebrows in surprise.

This man is tall, tall, and fair-looking, and he is indeed very attractive.

Nancy softened her voice, smiled more gently, stared at Wang Jiulong, and asked, "Who is this?"

Ling Pan pouted, took Wang Jiulong's arm directly, and said, "My boyfriend."

Nancy nodded with a clear look: "Oh... that's right. Hello, my name is Nancy."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

Wang Jiulong looked down at her hand, smiled and shook it lightly: "Hello."

In the next second, he took it back decisively.

Nancy didn't care, raised the corners of her mouth, and said to him, "It must be tiring to be Pat's boyfriend, right? After all, her character is not something everyone can stand. She's too cold."

Wang Jiulong lowered his eyes and said casually: "No, she is quite enthusiastic."

Hey!

Wang Jiulong felt someone pinch his waist hard, and felt the pain secretly, but he couldn't see anything on the surface.

After hearing this, Nancy sneered, and looked at Ling Pan teasingly: "Pat, you can't tell."

Ling Pan narrowed his eyes and smirked.Then he took Wang Jiulong and left.

Nancy looked at the backs of the two and snorted coldly.

John glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, and left silently.

Wang Jiulong and her wandered around the show, and Ling Pan would tell him something about models.

Wang Jiulong tilted his head and leaned slightly towards her.He listened attentively and seemed genuinely interested in learning about her and her profession.

Ling Pan paused, then turned to look at him: "Wang Jiulong."

"what happened?"

She patted his chest suddenly: "I can't tell you too much, if you become a supermodel, with so long legs, I will be in danger!"

Wang Jiulong frowned and stared at her suspiciously: "Huh?"

Ling Panwu thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "No, I can't tell you anymore. You, don't watch catwalks in the future! Do you hear me?"

Wang Jiulong snorted and said, "Then you don't allow me to watch the catwalk when you watch cross talk? There are so many cross talk actors, I'm afraid you'll change your mind."

"I do not care!"

Wang Jiulong pinched her nose with his hands, Ling Pan dodged and grabbed his ears.The two were bickering and "fighting" in the corner.

When she saw the woman walking across, her body froze instantly.

The woman got closer and closer, and the sound of high heels stepping on the wooden floor was so clear that it seemed to be the only sound in her ears.

She pursed her red lips tightly, her chin still held high, and slowly took off her wide-brimmed gauze hat. The light from those piercing eyes made people feel chills.

Walking over step by step, he finally reached her.

Ling Pan subconsciously blocked Wang Jiulong behind her. Although Wang Jiulong was puzzled, she felt nervous from Ling Pan's trembling hands.

Ling Pan was half a head lower than Wang Jiulong, and the movement behind him seemed so powerless.

The woman was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Hello, dear daughter."

Her voice was cold and without temperature, without ups and downs.But she could feel her suppressed anger.