Diba glared at Ding Ning with hidden bitterness, and two red clouds appeared on her cheeks. She didn't know why, but she didn't feel much disgust in her heart. Instead, she faintly had an inexplicable expectation.
At that time, should she admit it? Or admit it? Or admit it?
Oh, it's so annoying. Let's take one step at a time and see how this guy performs. If his performance satisfies her, so what if he admits it?
But if he doesn't satisfy her, I'll immediately ask the company to deny it. Humph, let's see if he can still be arrogant.
Diba thought a little proudly.
Ding Ning didn't know what she was thinking, and he didn't expect to move her heart so quickly. He was ready to fight for a long time.
He didn't think about what he said before. He just happened to hear Xilin's sharp words and felt that it was very right, so he couldn't help but support Xilin.
When he felt the strange gazes of the people around him, he suddenly realized that he was in trouble.
After all, Diba was not an ordinary person, but a public figure. If she lost fans because of a scandal, it would be his fault.
He looked at Diba apologetically. Seeing her pink cheeks and delicate appearance, he couldn't help but be absent-minded.
He had to say that Diba completely had all the characteristics of a goddess. Before, the only thing people criticized about her was that her skin wasn't delicate enough.
But now, under the effect of his elixir, Diba's skin had long been reborn. It was as delicate and white as mutton-fat jade, which had made up for her only shortcoming and transformed into a real goddess-like figure.
Standing there, she was graceful and graceful. She had a good face, a good figure, and a good temperament, which gave him a strong sense of pride and satisfaction.
What Descendants of God? Trying to create a god? I'm creating a god. Although I created a goddess, a goddess is still a god.
Ding Ning was still thinking about how to stop the scandal, but now he suddenly didn't want to stop it. Such a goddess must belong to him. He couldn't wait to announce his ownership of the goddess to the world.
In the exchange of eyes, they seemed to understand each other's thoughts. Diba's limpid eyes flashed with undisguised love, and Ding Ning's deep eyes were also filled with indescribable tenderness.
So be it. Although it felt rather shameful to have fallen so quickly, who asked this mysterious guy to capture his heart?
Tonight …
Diba's beautiful eyes shimmered, and she shyly thought in her heart, should I take him home to show him to my parents?
If Ding Ning knew Diba's thoughts, he would definitely flee in fright.
To him, he was not afraid of anything in the world, but he was most afraid of meeting his parents. This was probably the biggest pain of being a scumbag.
Even if those girls loved him deeply and didn't mind his flirting, he still felt guilty and guilty from the bottom of his heart. Naturally, he was most afraid of meeting their parents.
But now he didn't know that there was a big hole waiting for him. He hugged Diba's slender waist valiantly and said domineeringly, "Diba is my girlfriend, now, in the future, and always. Uh, not forever."
Diba was feeling shy and happy at the same time, but when he heard this, his whole body stiffened. What did this mean? What did it mean that it couldn't be forever? Could it be that this guy was going to dump him?
"In the future, she will become my wife and bear children for me. We will never be separated for generations to come."
Ding Ning was like a lion declaring ownership. He looked straight at Li Mingrui and said in a calm tone, but it contained unquestionable determination.
"Who … who wants to bear children with you? You're so annoying."
Diba turned from anger to joy.
Only then did her anger turn into joy. Her face was as red as a big persimmon. She punched him reproachfully, but the happiness between her eyebrows did not show any sign of resistance.
Li Mingrui's face was frighteningly livid, and his whole body was trembling. He quietly clenched his fists without a trace of blood. If he didn't keep comforting himself in his heart that this guy would disappear when he went out, he would want to smash the face that made him a little jealous.
No one noticed that Yuan Shanshan was also looking at him. The happier Diba was, the more angry and unfair she felt.
Why? Why can Diba become a big star? Why can she find such a handsome boyfriend who loves her so much? Why can she get happiness?
But I have nothing, no money, no house, no car, no good job, no boyfriend who loves me deeply, and I can't get the happiness I want.
Jealousy, at this moment, was growing wildly in her heart like weeds. The faint guilt was also swept away, and her eyes became ruthless and vicious.
The intense inferiority complex gave rise to intense jealousy and anger. She couldn't tolerate anything good happening to her. She wanted to destroy everything, completely destroy everything. Only when Diba met with even greater misfortune would she be able to find some sort of consolation and balance in her twisted mentality.
"Diba, we are best friends, good sisters. When you have nothing and haven't been abandoned by the world, I won't despise you. At that time, I will accompany you every day and let you see me prosper, see me obtain happiness, and properly experience my feelings at this moment."
Yuan Shanshan whispered in her heart. The desire to destroy had completely made her lose the last trace of reason.
"Mr. Ding, I heard from Diba that you have improvised a piano piece. I am very interested in it. I wonder if Mr. Ding can play your work and let us have the honor to appreciate your masterpiece."
After all, Li Mingrui was very shrewd. Even though his lungs were about to explode with anger, his face quickly returned to normal, and he still showed a bright smile and said politely.
Even if Ding Ning was already a dead man in his heart, he would let this damn bastard die before he lost all his face.
"As you wish."
If it was in the past, according to his low-key and introverted personality, he would definitely disdain his request. What qualification do you have to appreciate my work?
But now he was immersed in Diba's tenderness. Even if it was to win face in front of his classmates for his woman, he had to be ostentatious for once.
"Assistant Wang, Mr. Ding is going to play his masterpiece. You are responsible for shooting it and making it into a CD. I want to keep it and enjoy it in my spare time."
Li Mingrui said to Assistant Wang with a cold smile on his face.
"Yes, Manager Li!"
Assistant Wang looked at Ding Ning with pity, took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera mode.
But he muttered in his heart, "Poor guy, carry out the last performance in your life. This will also be the best evidence of your ruin.
You shouldn't have fought with our Manager Li for a woman. The grass on the grave of the guy who offended Manager Li last time should be as tall as a man now. "
He seemed to have foreseen that Ding Ning's shameless claim that his improvised piano piece would become a big joke on the Internet for a long time with his own camera.
Making people lose their reputation and disappear from the world was the highest standard of Manager Li's treatment of his enemies. Those who could be treated like this by him should feel honored.
After all, those people who had disappeared from Boss Li's list of enemies were all famous bigwigs. Like Yan, they were all famous people.
This unknown boy could die in the same way as those big shots, which was enough to make people look up to him.
Ding Ning walked to the piano as if there was no one else around. His indifferent expression instantly became serious, and even his temperament changed greatly. Like a famous pianist attending a performance for a long time, he calmly and elegantly bowed to the audience to show his respect.
Everyone widened their eyes in shock. If Li Mingrui's gentlemanly salute before had a trace of deliberate artifice, then Ding Ning's impeccable etiquette was natural, as if he was born to live under the spotlight and become the focus of attention. Nobility and elegance were synonymous with him.
This strange feeling made everyone hold their breath uncontrollably. They didn't even dare to breathe, lest they destroy the aesthetic mood.
A strange light flashed through Diba's beautiful eyes, and she secretly envied him. He deserved to be a Best Actor. These laymen might not understand, but as an actress, she knew very well what caused this.
This was the result of the aura that only a top Best Actor could have. Even those actors who claimed to be Best Actor could not have this kind of aura that could imperceptibly affect the mood of all the audience.
She had been in the entertainment circle for so many years, but only a few veteran actors such as Chen Daoming and Wang Ziwen had sensed this kind of invisible aura.
He didn't need to say anything or do anything. He just stood there. He was the play, and the play was him. His every move naturally affected everyone's nerves and made people unconsciously fall into the role.
That kind of realm had always been what she longed for. She didn't expect that Ding Ning, who was so young and had not even learned acting, was born with this kind of aura that only veteran Best Actor could have. He was really an actor.
But she was not jealous, just a little envious. She also felt a strong sense of satisfaction and pride. This was the man she was going to entrust her life to. The more outstanding, dazzling, and resplendent he was, the prouder she felt.
Ding Ning had never learned acting, and he didn't know what aura was. But he was a martial artist, and a martial artist who had seen the world. His vision was broadened, and he had a clear mind, so his aura was naturally released according to his will.
It could be said that he, who had the All Living Things Breathing Technique, could simulate all the aura of everything in the world. If he wanted to, he could even make people feel that he was a lifeless stone.
Therefore, although he had not learned aristocratic etiquette, it was not difficult for him to imitate it under the influence of Uncle Zhang, who was old-fashioned and strict, and whose every move was particular about aristocratic style.
Moreover, Millies, the vampire, was an ancient and authentic aristocratic. The aristocratic etiquette was deeply engraved in his bones and blood as if he was born, showing his nobility and elegance all the time. Even if Ding Ning had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs run. He just needed to imitate it a little, and it was so standard that it was impeccable.
Li Mingrui originally had a faint disdain at the corner of his mouth, but he sneered in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be able to take the insult and really go up to perform. I want to see what ability you have to make Diba fall in love with you.
But after seeing Ding Ning's impeccable etiquette, his disdainful smile froze on his face. Even if he was very unwilling to admit it, he couldn't deny that Ding Ning's etiquette and demeanor at the moment was far better than his by a thousand times. It made him feel ashamed of imitating others and making a fool of himself. His face was burning hot.
This damn gigolo must have gone to an etiquette school to learn aristocratic etiquette in order to pursue Diba. He was really a sinister villain who would do anything.
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