Originally, the news of the romantic proposal of local tyrants could only make netizens take a second look when they were bored, but suddenly someone jumped out and said that the proposed marriage was a female artist, and there were more curious onlookers.
Some reporters who have a good relationship with the entertainment company called the insiders to inquire about the news, but the result everyone got was that it was unclear.
Except for the two figures in the photo, there are bright lights, making it impossible to determine which community this is from the architectural style. There are also news websites that sent reporters to various high-end communities to inquire about news, but they still found nothing.
When Ningxi got up in the morning, she smelled the smell of fried eggs coming from the house. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She came to the kitchen to have a look. She often rolled her sleeves and turned her back to her, skillfully frying eggs.
Leaning on the door frame, she smelled the faint fragrance, and suddenly felt that Changchun at the moment was particularly charming.
With wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, steady, handsome and rich, and willing to cook for her, he is really a good man.
Fortunately... she didn't miss it.
"Are you awake?" Chang Shigui put the fried eggs on a plate, turned to see Ning Xi standing at the door, and said with a smile, "I'm about to knock on your door."
"Good morning, I didn't expect you to cook," Ning Xi sniffed, then went to the cupboard to take out the tableware, "Did you sleep well last night?"
The dignified president of the Chang family was arranged by her to sleep on the sofa. Who would believe it if she said it
"I didn't sleep well," Chang Shigui put the plate on the dining table and smiled helplessly at Ning Xi, "Maybe she's too happy."
He took out the jam and milk from the refrigerator and put it on the table. Ning Xi sat down beside Chang Shigui, "I thought it was because you couldn't sleep on the sofa."
With a figure of about 1.8 meters, and sleeping on such a narrow sofa, it is strange that it can be comfortable.
"If I can live in the same room with you, I can sleep on the floor." Chang Changhui opened the milk carton, poured a glass of milk for Ningxi, and pushed it in front of her. "And the sofa here is very soft and you can sleep well. Comfortable."
"Are you complimenting the company for being good to me?" Ning Xi took a sip of milk, "Then next time you come over, I'll let you sleep on the floor."
Chang Changgui smiled with pampered eyes: "Okay."
Ningxi couldn't help laughing out loud, then took out his phone and took a photo of the still-untouched fried egg, and posted it on Weibo.
Ningxi v: Good morning everyone, today's breakfast is very healthy. [Picture] As soon as the Weibo was posted, some people liked and commented immediately. Many fans praised that Ningxi's omelette looked very appetizing, and some wanted to see her photos.
Seeing the comments from fans praising her for her good cooking skills, Ning Xi chuckled, put down her phone and said to Chang Shigui, "Everyone is praising me for making omelettes beautifully."
Chang Changgui held up the milk and raised it at her: "I will take their words as a compliment to me. When they know who the real chef is, they will be more favorable to me."
"Are you trying to increase the favorability of my fans?" Ning Xi smiled. She knew that Chang Changgui didn't want to add pressure to her. She could disclose their relationship whenever she wanted. If she didn't want to disclose it, he would Also willing to cooperate with her.
She cut open the fried egg, and the tender egg yolk made people appetite. She looked up at Chang Shigui: "If our relationship goes public, will it cause you trouble?"
In those days, Chen Zhenzhen was a superstar who won the Best Actress Award at the International Film Festival. Jiang Hongkai, who was not as good as her family when she married, was full of resistance. In the end, she suffered from depression and died. Her current status is not as good as that of Chen Zhenzhen back then.
"For me, I'm only worried about the trouble of making a relationship public, and that is the gossip that others say to you." Chang Shigui sighed, "I'm afraid that you will stay away from me because of what others say."
Ning Xi raised his lips and smiled: "Who are the others, I don't care what they think."
"There is a saying that love breeds fear, and fear also breeds worry," Chang Shigui put down the cup, his tone was as serious as a joke, "I'm afraid others will take my goddess away."
Ning Xi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm your goddess, eh?"
Always smiling and nodding.
"Really good at talking," Ning Xi forked an egg and brought it to Chang Shigui, "This is a reward for you."
Seeing Ningxi's appearance of a slutty woman molesting a good man, Chang Shigui cooperated with her fork, took away the fried egg, and stole a sweet kiss on the back of her hand.
Ning Xi glared at him, it turns out that integrity is always the same as usual, and when taking advantage of it, the lower limit is also getting lower and lower.
The two of them had a sticky breakfast, and often went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Ningxi went back to the room to change clothes. Today, she was invited to participate in the cover photo shoot of a magazine. The appointment time was 10:30 in the morning.
As soon as she changed her clothes, Ningxi's cell phone rang. She saw that it was a call from Zhang Qingyun, so she picked it up.
"Brother Zhang," she patted the skin essence on her face, "don't worry, I'm already up."
"Pick me up in half an hour?" Ning Xi glanced at his wrist, it was 8:20, "Okay, no problem."
Zhang Qingyun was wearing headphones and saw the green light on, so he stopped the car: "By the way, a lively thing happened last night, have you heard?"
"What's the matter?" Ning Xi walked out of the room and saw Chang Shigui came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, buttoning his cufflinks as he walked.
Zhang Qingyun didn't know that there was another man in Ningxiwu, so he continued to walk on the road of gossip: "I heard that a local tyrant confessed to a female artist last night, and the photos of the scene have been posted on the Internet, and I don't know where it is. A female artist from a company.”
When Ning Xi heard it, she twitched the corners of her mouth. How could she think that the female artist Zhang Qingyun was talking about might be her? She turned to look at Chang Shigui, and saw that the collar of his shirt was rolled up a little, so she stepped forward and pulled it for him.
"Thank you." Chang Shigui thanked her with a smile.
Zhang Qingyun was starting the car to continue driving, when he heard a man's voice coming from Ningxi's mobile phone, his hand holding the steering wheel trembled: "Ningxi, is there anyone else beside you?"
Now most of them who are managers are no longer restricting artists from falling in love. But there is no limit. It doesn't mean that a man is suddenly found in the artist's house. What if this is photographed by the paparazzi and he takes it out and scribbles
"Yeah." Ning Xi glanced at Chang Shigui and said to the phone, "Come here first, and I'll tell you later."
After Zhang Qingyun hung up the phone, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he felt. He wanted to teleport to the community in Ningxi immediately, but the traffic in the imperial capital was so congested that it was useless for him to worry.
The website at this time, the Weibo posted by Ningxi when he was eating, has made new progress.
The pendant of Goddess Ning's house: I don't know if I read it wrong. I seem to have seen a figure on the spoon that Goddess Ning placed.
Cats who don't like fish: I... seem to have seen it too.
Passing by: Are you dazzled, I think it should be a reflection of some decoration or something.
Please call me the Technician: I just zoomed in on the partial image and observed it for a while. The reflection may be the shadow of a person, which may account for 55%, the other may account for 44%, and the remaining 1% Possibly a paranormal event.
Little Butterfly under the Moonlight of Justice: Since he is a technology emperor, don't talk about supernatural beings. Maybe this figure is the manager or assistant of Goddess Ning. Isn't this normal
As soon as Little Butterfly's remarks under the righteous moon came out, many people thought it was justified. This is not a candlelight dinner, nor a gathering of friends. It is just a very ordinary breakfast. It is indeed normal for an agent or assistant to have a meal with Goddess Ning. But things.
Zhang Qingyun said that it would take half an hour to get to Ningxi's house, but in fact he knocked on the door of Ningxi's house in less than 25 minutes.
"Crack."
The door opened, but after seeing the person standing behind the door, Zhang Qingyun suddenly swallowed all the questions.
"Come in," Chang Shigui bent down and took a pair of shoe covers from the shoe cabinet and handed it to Zhang Qingyun, "Ning Xi is still putting on makeup, you wait a moment."
"Oh, good." Zhang Qingyun took the shoe cover returned by Chang Shi with a dazed expression. After putting it on, he reacted suddenly. Why is the president of Chang's here? !
He turned to look at the sofa, and found that there was still a quilt there that was too late to clean up. Could it be that he was thinking too much and just came here to catch it when he returned from time to time
But... What kind of person is Chang Shigui, and he is afraid that he will not have a place to live, so he needs to live here in Ningxi
He didn't hear anyone saying that Chang's was bankrupt, so he wouldn't be so down as to sleep on the sofa, would he
"Please take a seat," Chang Shigui made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Qingyun, and then poured a glass of water for Zhang Qingyun, "Have you had breakfast?"
"Thank you, President Chang, I've already eaten breakfast." Zhang Qingyun was flattered and held the tea that Chang Shigui poured himself. In this circle, he must be the first agent who can get the treatment of President Chang personally pouring tea.
It's just... Isn't it the host's job to receive guests
This trend is getting worse and worse.
"Brother Zhang, are you here?" Ning Xi walked out of the room, her whole body bright enough to blind people, "Then let's go now?"
"But Mr. Chang..." Zhang Qingyun felt that Ningxi's emotional intelligence seemed to have plummeted today. It was too impolite for the host to leave the guests alone at home.
"It's okay, I'll go down with you," Chang Shigui said with a smile, "It just so happened that my driver arrived too."
Zhang Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh, it's rare that Mr. Chang's identity is so high, yet he is so considerate.
However, when he saw that Chang Shigui had also carried the garbage bag from Ningxi's house in his hand, his whole person was in a mess like a magic wind.
He turned his head to look at Ning Xi who was smiling, his eyes full of inquiries.
"Brother Zhang, I forgot to tell you," Ning Xi carried a delicate small bag in her hand, smiling innocently, "I'm back with Shi."
"Huh?" Zhang Qingyun felt that there were problems with his IQ and hearing.
"Didn't you just say that a local tyrant made a romantic confession to a female artist last night?" Ning Xi patted Chang Shigui's shoulder, "The local tyrant is here."
The local tyrant, Chang Shigui, smiled softly at Ningxi, and then nodded to Zhang Qingyun.
Zhang Qingyun: …
He must be dreaming.
Especially when they went downstairs, and they returned from time to time, carrying garbage bags to the trash can, Zhang Qingyun looked at Ningxi as if he was looking at a sinner.
Let the dignified President Chang throw garbage for you, Ningxi, why don't you go to heaven
After throwing out the garbage, Chang Changgui took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, then walked up to Ningxi, "I'm going to the company first, do you have time at night?"
Ningxi nodded.
"Then I'll pick you up for dinner," Chang Shigui reached out and stroked the fine hair beside Ning Xi's cheek, and helped her put it behind her ear, "Be careful when you work, don't work too hard, and remember to call me if you have anything."
"Okay," Ning Xi blinked and hooked his fingers at him, "Bow your head."
Although Chang Shigui didn't understand Ning Xi's intentions, he still lowered his head honestly.
mua~
A soft kiss was placed on his cheek.
"This is a good morning kiss." Ningxi smiled at him.
Seeing this smile, Chang Changgui felt that his heart softened, and he lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead, "This is a good morning kiss."
He hugged Ningxi and took a step back with some reluctance: "Get in the car quickly, don't be late."
"Yeah." Ning Xi waved at him, "See you tonight."
"Okay." Chang Shigui smiled softly, and after the window was closed, he turned around and got into his car that had been waiting for a long time.
The two cars drove out of the community one after the other. Zhang Qingyun saw in the rearview mirror that the car that was returning from time to time left the community, and after leaving in the opposite direction to them, he sighed with a loveless expression on his face: " Tell me, how did you get President Chang's to throw garbage for you?"
"Isn't it normal for a boyfriend to throw two bags of garbage for his girlfriend?" Ning Xi raised his eyebrows, "He is my boyfriend in front of me, whether he is poor or rich, what does it have to do with what he does for me?"
Zhang Qingyun was speechless, inexplicably felt that Ning Xi's words... made sense.
"But..." Zhang Qingyun sniffed, "However, he is also the president of the Chang family. Isn't this a bit bad?"
Ning Xi scoffed at Zhang Qingyun's idea, "Your idea is too vulgar."
"Yes, yes, I'm vulgar, you have to go to heaven when you come out of the dust," Zhang Qingyun knows that the way men and women get along is equality. All he worries about is nothing more than deep in his heart, and he still feels that Ningxi has climbed high for a long time. return.
But in front of love, all people are equal. In the spiritual world, it is not known who is high above whom.
At least in his opinion, if a woman like Ningxi attracts a rich man, even if she attracts a rich woman, he probably won't find it too strange.
Originally, he was worried that Ningxi would suffer in this relationship, but now it seems...
Forget it, this kind of private matter, as an agent, he should not worry about it.