Nangong Yi's pupils tightened, he looked at her coldly, and said through gritted teeth, "Nothing?" Is this called "nothing"? Shouldn't it be nothing until everyone in the world knows about it? Huangfu Ming, he has also heard of it, after all, that person
The news is all-pervasive, and he has been called a genius superstar, a public lover, a business genius, a powerful actor, a genius composer, and has been called countless names.
"Yaya, you stupid Bingshan, you can think whatever you want, he and I really have nothing to do with each other."
The man landed on the rostrum accurately, wearing a white T-shirt and slightly whitish blue jeans, with a violin on his back.
He walked against the light, his slender and muscular figure blocking the sunlight in front of him, a faint smile hanging on his beautiful face, his thin lips curving toward his cheeks, revealing a beautiful dimple, and a pair of enchanting phoenix eyes.
It seems to have countless electric powers, and its shiny, silver hair is gently tied up with a purple hairband.
He was carrying a violin behind his back, and holding a large bouquet of bright red roses in his hand, he slowly walked towards his right side.
Nangong is also a cold and evil beauty. His beauty makes people's hearts tremble and they dare not come close; Feng Xiaoyu is a gentle and sunny beauty that makes people feel good about them, but they still have a kind of repulsion that makes people feel distant.
The sense of distance outside is like the kind of god that people can never reach. However, the young man in front of him has Nangong Yi's evil charm. The wind and rain are shining in the sun, but the sense of distance is missing, making people feel as if he is far away.
It's so close that you can reach out and touch it.
The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, and everyone held their breath and looked at the figure who had just fallen from the rostrum.
"Happy birthday, right son! I hope I am the first to say this to you this time."
With his thin lips slightly opened, a magnetic voice sounded all around, Huangfu Ming bowed slightly and placed the bouquet of roses in front of You'er.
"Huangfu Ming, right? She is my fiancée now. Of course, the first person to say happy birthday to her is me, so you are still a step too late."
Nangong Yi stepped forward slightly and stood in front of You'er. No matter who he was or what their previous relationship was, she was now his Nangong Yi's woman. Anyone who dared to peep at his Nangong Yi's woman would be killed.
amnesty.
"Right son, this is your fiancé? Why don't I know? Since I don't know, I will treat him as nothing. Besides, my fiancé is not my husband. This means that I still have a chance, right? Right son -"