Xilin's heart tightened, and then she remembered that there was no one here. If this psychopath really did something to her, no one would come to her rescue.
But she couldn't lose her face. Even if she was afraid, she braced herself and said, "If you dare to touch me, I promise you will die a horrible death."
"Don't worry, I don't like people like you."
Ding Ning sneered disdainfully.
Although he liked beautiful women, he hated unruly girls like Xilin the most.
"Hehe, don't like? No one can like you, right? He looks like a dog, but one look and you can tell that he's a country bumpkin from some remote village. He smells like a country bumpkin. "
Xilin felt a little relieved, but her mouth was unforgiving. She said with a disdainful and mean face.
Ding Ning felt very wronged. Why did I look like a bumpkin? This fur coat was carefully chosen by Mei for him. In Fengling Continent, it was a high-end product that only the rich could afford to wear.
But when he looked down at his clothes, he was instantly speechless. The fine fur coat had been torn into tatters when he passed through the space channel. His clothes were ragged, and the cotton inside was exposed in many places. He looked like a beggar. No wonder this woman said he was a bumpkin.
"What? I was right, wasn't I? Are you upset? "
Xilin felt very happy when he didn't say anything. She proudly took out her wallet and said, "What era is it? You are still wearing this kind of tattered cotton coat that people only wear in the 60s and 70s. It seems that you are also a bumpkin who has never seen the world. You stopped my car to blackmail me, didn't you? I'm in a hurry, so I don't have time to waste on you. Just take this money as I'm doing a good deed. "
After that, she took out a stack of banknotes from her wallet, opened the window, and threw them out.
The red banknotes flew in the wind and scattered on the ground. Ding Ning's face immediately darkened. He stared at Xilin coldly, "So what if you are rich? Can you trample on other people's dignity at will because you are rich? "
"Oh, you are still a man of integrity — a bumpkin."
Xilin said with a teasing face, "All right, stop pretending. You've worked so hard to blackmail me for half a day just to get money, right? Now that I've given you the money, you can get out of the way. If you don't pick up the money, it'll be blown away by the wind. "
Ding Ning stood where he was, indifferent. His face was covered with frost, and he showed no signs of giving way. He just stared coldly at Xilin.
Not to mention that he was not poor, even if he was, he would not allow his dignity to be trampled on.
"What are you trying to do? I've already given you the money, and you still won't let me pass? "
Xilin was scared by his cold eyes and shouted, trying to be tough but weak at heart.
"Apologize!"
Ding Ning unquestionably squeezed out two words to show his attitude. If this woman did not apologize today, he would never give way to her even if she flew into a rage until the end of time.
"Don't push your luck. My husband will be here soon. If you don't know what's good for you, don't regret it later."
Xilin was really afraid that this psychopath would do something to her when no one was around, so she threatened with a guilty conscience.
"Then I'll wait."
Ding Ning said coldly and stood there like a wire pole to block the way.
Xilin was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she did not dare to really irritate him. She could only sit in the car angrily and send a text message to her husband to urge him to come quickly.
Ten minutes later, a BMW off-road vehicle and two vans appeared in their sight.
Xilin, who was bored to death, suddenly became energetic. She opened the door and jumped out, waved her hands and shouted, "Husband, here."
Ding Ning looked at more than ten fierce-looking burly men who came down from the vans one after another, but he thought that vans were simply the standard configuration for gangsters. As long as there was a fight between gangsters, there would definitely be a van, such an economical means of transportation.
"What happened?"
A curly-haired young man dressed in a famous brand got out of the BMW off-road vehicle. He had deep eyes and a high nose. His face was like a knife, and he was quite handsome. He nervously pulled Xilin up and down and looked her up and down. Seeing that she was fine, he was relieved. Looking at Ding Ning and the money scattered on the ground, he asked softly.
"On the way back from the hot spring in Moon Bay, I was looking for a CD and wanted to listen to music. I didn't notice that this psychopath suddenly jumped out …"
As if she had found her backbone, Xilin's little mouth began to blabber on and on about what happened.
Ding Ning did not say anything and listened quietly, but he secretly muttered in his heart, "Did I really misunderstand this woman? Did she not hit me on purpose?"
"Husband, this is what happened. This psychopath stopped my car and wouldn't let me go. He insisted that I apologize. I was willing to pay for it, but he still wouldn't let me go."
What Xilin said was not much different from the truth. She was just narrow-minded in terms of paying for it. She did not say that she threw the money out of the car window. It seemed that she cared more about her image in her husband's heart.
"Brother, you didn't get hurt, right? Do you want to go to the hospital for an examination? "
The curly-haired young man patted Xilin on the shoulder, indicating that he would handle the matter. He quickly walked to Ding Ning, took out an Ordos, handed it to Ding Ning, and asked calmly.
Ding Ning was slightly surprised. This young man had many people. Shouldn't he be arrogant and shout to kill him? He was ready to teach these people a lesson. He did not expect that the young man not only didn't intend to punish him, but also cared about his health.
As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. This young man seemed to be very cultured and not the kind of unreasonable person, which greatly improved Ding Ning's impression of him. He took the cigarette and put it in his mouth skillfully, "It's okay. It's a piece of cake."
Pa!
The curly-haired young man took out a lighter to light it for him, and then lit one for himself. After exhaling a mouthful of smoke, he said with an apologetic smile on his face, "My wife is not a bad person. She is just a little willful. If she did something wrong before, I apologize to you for her. Brother, don't argue with her."
"Honey!"
Xilin's nose was almost crooked with anger. She thought that her husband could help her vent her anger, but she didn't expect that he would take the initiative to apologize.
The curly-haired young man glared at her, "It's your fault that you hit him. He didn't ask for anything. He just asked you to apologize. Is this request too much?"
Xilin argued unconvinced, "How did I know that he would suddenly jump out from the side? I had already braked. Otherwise, can he still stand here?"
"No matter what the reason is, you should apologize after hitting him. I can let you do anything, but I must be reasonable in this matter. Hurry up and apologize to this brother."
The curly-haired young man said with a serious look.
He knew his little wife's temperament too well. Although she was not bad, she was extremely capricious and prideful. After hearing what happened, he knew that she must have lost her princess's temper again, which made Ding Ning so relentless.
"I … Hmph! I won't! "
Xilin was speechless. She snorted angrily and turned to get on the Ferrari. Seeing that Ding Ning had made way for her at this moment, she stepped on the accelerator and drove away with a whoosh.
"Well, brother, I'm really sorry. She has been spoiled by me. I apologize to you on her behalf."
The curly-haired young man smiled helplessly and apologized to Ding Ning with a little embarrassment.
"Forget it. It's not a big deal. But you'd better take good care of your wife, lest she causes big trouble one day."
Ding Ning saw that he had a good attitude and had already apologized, so he didn't want to argue with him anymore. But he still kindly reminded him.
"Alas, of course. When I go back, I will definitely scold her severely."
The curly-haired young man said perfunctorily without much sincerity. Then he changed his tone, "Are you really okay? Why don't you go to the hospital for a check-up? All the expenses are on me. "
Ding Ning knew that what he said was useless. From their behavior, he could see that the curly-haired young man loved that woman deeply and almost spoiled her. How could he bear to scold her?
But that was a matter between the husband and wife. He didn't want to poke his nose into other people's business, so he casually waved his hand and said, "No need. I am a doctor. I know whether there is a problem or not. Let's just forget about it."
"Brother, my name is Anival. This is my business card. If you have any trouble in the future, you can call me at any time."
The curly-haired young man took out the business card box and handed a business card to Ding Ning.
Ding Ning reached out to take it and said with a smile, "You live up to your name."
"What?"
Anival didn't understand and asked in a daze.
"I said that your name lives up to your name, Anival. In Uyghur language, it means bright and brilliant. You are a good person. This name is not wrong. It's very appropriate."
Ding Ning said with a smile and praised him.
Anival suddenly opened his eyes wide and said in surprise, "You know our Uyghur language?"
"I know a little," Ding Ning said modestly.
In fact, it was more than just a little. With the special ability of Language Specialization, there was no language in this world that he didn't know.
"You have interacted with our Uyghur people before?"
Anival asked in surprise. Although there were many Uyghur people in Wu City, they were basically assimilated into the Chinese language. They usually spoke Mandarin, so there were not many Han people who knew Uyghur language.
"You can say that. I have a friend who is also from your Uyghur race. I came to Wu City this time to see her."
A trace of gentleness flashed in Ding Ning's eyes. He thought about how surprised Diba would be if he suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Your friend is a Uyghur from Wu City? What's her name? I might know her. "
Anival immediately became enthusiastic. Uyghur people were very fierce to their enemies, but they were very passionate and loyal to their friends.
"She … Forget it. Her identity is a little special. It's not convenient to say."
Ding Ning wanted to say Diba's name, but when he remembered that she was a famous celebrity, he immediately swallowed the words.
Although she and he liked each other, celebrities were public figures after all. God knows how many people were watching them. It would not be good if there were any scandals.
"Uh, okay then. It looks like you are planning to go into the city. If you don't mind, then get in my car. I'll drive you into the city."
Anival did not insist, but he obviously had a good impression of Ding Ning. He called out to him enthusiastically.
"Then I'll have to trouble you."
Ding Ning did not decline. After all, this was his goal. He just did not expect to meet Xilin and cause such a scene, which delayed him a lot of time.
"Brother, where are you from? Did you come to Wu City this time just to see a friend? "
Anival sent the two vans back first, then drove Ding Ning into the city. On the way, the two of them chatted.
Ding Ning saw that he was magnanimous and principled, so he admired him very much. He did not hide it and told him his name.
Although he was famous all over the world, Anival obviously did not think of him as the young miracle doctor. He just thought it was someone with the same name. He was very hospitable and invited him to play in Wu City for a few more days. If he had time in these two days, he could be a tour guide and do his best as a host.
The two of them exchanged phone numbers. To Ding Ning's surprise, Anival also studied medicine in university. This made them more and more congenial as they chatted.
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