If Mo Jingxiao falls in love with Ning Yujin, I'm afraid all the girls and wives in Shengjing City can't figure out what's going on. And I'm afraid there are even more people who are not happy for the two of them to be together.
But the one who couldn't figure it out the most and the one who was least happy was none other than Di Changfeng.
Mo Jingxiao has been his idol since childhood and the person he admires the most. In his heart, the one who is worthy of him is a talented woman like Shen Yixuan.
And Ning Yujin was the person he hated the most and wanted to punish her the most. In his heart, he never thought of her as a woman, let alone anything else.
Such two people who were completely opposite to each other suddenly came together, how irritating was it for him?
Ning Yujin looked at Di Changfeng, who had been standing there motionless since just now, with various expressions on his face. He couldn't help but frown slightly and asked Murong Xuan worriedly: "Mr. Murong, he is like this Was it a severe blow?"
Murong Xuan opened the paper fan lightly, shook it twice, and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry about him. Children are used to being hit."
Ning Yujin twitched the corner of her mouth and squinted her eyes: "Mr. Murong, you don't have to be like this."
"Oh?" Murong Xuan put away the folding fan with a snap and turned his head to look at Ning Yujin, "Miss Third, do you think Zizhan is too mean to Changfeng?"
Ning Yujin shook her head, lowered her eyes and murmured in a low voice: "I mean, it's autumn, and there's really no need for that fan or anything."
Murong Xuan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, as if he was laughing so hard that tears welled up in the corners of his eyes: "Miss Third, you are so, so funny! Hahahaha..."
Ning Yujin glanced at Di Changfeng and Murong Xuan, and couldn't help but shake her head - the world of these people is indeed not something ordinary people can understand.
Forget it, she still went to see her Huoshuang.
As soon as she stood up and was about to leave, she saw an arm suddenly coming out and blocking her in front of her.
Di Changfeng walked over slowly, his eyebrows pressed down, and he looked at her with a serious expression.
Ning Yujin paused for a moment, raised her head and stared at him silently.
His skin is similar to that of Mo Jingxiao. Because he has been on the battlefield all year round, his skin is a bit darker than that of ordinary people, but it is a very healthy wheat color.
At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he is already several heads taller than her. He has handsome eyebrows and a thin face. He has a youthful energy emanating from his bones. He can be considered a handsome young man.
It's just that this handsome guy seems to dislike her no matter what.
Ning Yujin couldn't help but smile and asked him: "What are you doing? Are you planning to challenge me to a duel?"
"Yeah." Di Changfeng nodded heavily, his face serious and serious, not like he was joking.
Ning Yujin couldn't help but smile brighter: "What? You haven't suffered enough from the losses in the past few times, and you are asking for trouble this time?"
It’s not that she said that she didn’t have any technical skills in the duel with Di Changfeng, and she won too easily every time, which made her feel embarrassed.
Just when he was thinking about whether to give up to others this time, so as not to hurt his self-esteem, he heard him say: "This time we will let Mr. Di Changfeng set the question and be the referee. If you win, I, Di Changfeng, will give you the answer." Ah San, you will be a cow and a horse for the rest of your life."
Ning Yujin suddenly raised her eyebrows: Yes, this is possible.
Not to mention working as a cow and a horse for a lifetime, it would be good if Di Changfeng could relax for a while and stop bothering her all the time.
Just about to agree, she thought for a moment and decided to ask clearly before saying: "Well, what if I lose?"
Di Changfeng narrowed his eyes. At such a young age, a burst of anger suddenly burst out from his body: "If you lose, stay away from His Highness Prince Ding so that he will never see you again!"
What did he say?
Let her stay away from His Highness Prince Ding?
Ning Yujin stared blankly at Di Changfeng for two seconds, then covered her stomach with both hands and squatted down with a smile.
"Hahahahaha..."
Did she hear it correctly?
Wouldn't this kind of line be appropriate for a young lady from a wealthy family to come and warn him, throw a stack of banknotes at her face, and tell her to get away as far as she can? Wouldn't this be in line with the development of the plot?
Why does a little kid appear in this kind of scene?
No, no, she's going to die laughing!
Di Changfeng originally showed a hint of murderous aura honed on the battlefield, but when Ning Yujin suddenly smiled, the expression on his face suddenly became unbearable.
He immediately frowned and couldn't help but said: "I'm serious, can you stop laughing?"
"Let me laugh a little longer..." Ning Yujin reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, thinking how could Di Changfeng be so stupidly cute sometimes?
"Ning, Yu, Jin!" Di Changfeng clenched his hands into fists and called her name almost through gritted teeth.
This was also the first time he called her name.
Ning Yujin quickly suppressed her laughter, stood up with the help of Murong Xuan, and pretended to be serious: "Okay, I don't laugh, I don't laugh, I really don't laugh, tell me what you want to say."
"Mr. Murong!" Di Changfeng was so angry that he didn't even want to look at Ning Yujin, and turned his expectant eyes directly to Murong Xuan.
Murong Xuan waved his hand to signal him not to get excited: "Okay, okay, I understand what you mean. But if you want me to set the questions or be the referee, you can change your bets."
Di Changfeng said quickly: "Sir, please tell me."
"First of all, it is definitely not practical to keep the third lady away from my father."
I'm afraid that with Ning Yujin's temperament, she is very happy, but they must have lost control of their emotions and are looking for people all over the world.
If you don't talk to someone at that time, if you can't find an outlet for your emotions, and then use them for surgery, it will be an unbearable burden in their lives.
Moreover, it took them twenty years of bachelorhood to find such a person. The emperor personally issued an imperial edict to grant marriage. Prime Minister Su and Old Duke Shen paid close attention to it. If the prospective princess disappeared, it would probably cause an uproar.
Murong Xuan couldn't help but patted Di Changfeng on the shoulder: "How about we stop gambling?"
"bet!"
Di Changfeng raised his chin slightly and looked at Ning Yujin provocatively, suddenly meeting her.
Ning Yujin shrugged, with an indifferent look on his face: "I don't care."
Murong Xuan looked at the two of them and sighed: "Then Changfeng, you should change the conditions."
"Then, if I win, she will call me grandpa three times!" Di Changfeng snorted softly, "Ah San, do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"puff--"
Ning Yujin couldn't help but squirt immediately, thinking that she was lucky she wasn't drinking water.
This kid is so weird that he is almost hopeless.
It was such a simple thing for her to call her grandpa three times, and she had nothing to lose by arguing with her.
But if he loses, he will have to work as a horse for her for the rest of his life!