Luo Liyan propped her chin with one hand, didn't say a word, just raised her eyebrows and looked at him playfully.
Today's Ni Dongjun obviously dressed up specially.
Although the strands of hair fell on the forehead casually, the styling that had been fixed with hairspray seemed to be a bit deliberate in trying to present a gentle and warm male appearance.
It's just that if you want to be a warm man, don't do too many fancy things for yourself.
The collar buttons inlaid with diamonds and gold threads on the neck are matched with Nana's advanced custom-made suits.
The cufflinks on the sleeves, and the global limited edition watch that shows the temperament.
With the last heap of money thrown on him, Teng Zihang's simple white shirt and washed blue jeans were worse.
Even the not-so-fancy BV white shoes on Teng Zihang's feet were much more attractive than Ni Dongjun's expensive limited-edition leather shoes.
Sure enough, the one I like is the most handsome no matter what in my eyes and heart.
People who don't like it, no matter how much thought is put into it, they can still find mistakes.
Thinking of this, Luo Liyan couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Teng Zihang, but it happened to meet his gentle and deep eyes.
They both froze for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled.
Such a harmonious atmosphere gave Ni Dongjun a strong sense of crisis, and he even felt that there was something between the two of them.
But after thinking about it, it seems impossible.
Even in the past three years, he and Wu Xuetong showed affection in front of her every day, deliberately did some things to irritate her, and said some insulting things to her.
But she kept pestering herself like a pug, hoping that she could change her mind.
If they hadn't told her a few days ago that she was going to marry Wu Xuetong, how could she suddenly rise up and resist.
Now I'm afraid I'm still angry with myself.
Ni Dongjun felt very impatient with her pretentious manipulation of himself.
But the Ni family still has to rely on the support of the Luo family, and those people buried in the Luo family's company have only just promoted the cannibalization plan.
No matter how dissatisfied I am, I still have to cooperate with her madman's fuss.
Taking a deep breath secretly, Ni Dongjun looked at Teng Zihang pretending to be elegant.
"Dr. Teng, thank you for sending my fiancée back today. I don't think it's getting too early today, so I won't let you eat. Next time I will be the host of Li Yan, and I invite you to dinner. You must appreciate it." .” Ni Dongjun said this as if he was a male master.
Teng Zihang didn't speak, and didn't even look at him, instead, his eyes fell on Luo Liyan with meaning.
That kind of playful gaze was obviously asking Luo Liyan, now that her precious fiancé is going to pick on her new love, whose side is she going to stand on.
The corners of Luo Liyan's eyes twitched, and she was so overwhelmed that she almost reached out and grabbed the man outside the window by the neck, telling him to shut up.
When I heard his voice, my body couldn't help feeling sick.
Although I have always had the fantasy of hugging left and right, but the premise is that I like hugging left and right.
It is better to dispose of the garbage left by the original owner of the body as soon as possible.
Can't affect my relationship with Teng Zihang.
After all, Teng Zihang is that little delicate flower.
If I really annoy him, he will be upset, what is a 50 favorability degree, it can make you bald in minutes.
"I don't think Mr. Ni will suffer from dementia at a young age, right? Didn't you come to me with my cheap sister on your arm a few days ago and tell me that you are getting married soon, so let me bless you?!" Luo Li Yan coldly mocked.
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[There are still five minutes and today is over, continue to beg for tickets and monthly tickets!]