Deadly Game: A Prosperous Love with Leng Shao

Chapter 72 No.1

Nie Ziru nodded, smiled and waved to her husband and daughter who came down to cheer.

"No.1 in this Fashion Contest, Ms. Nie Ziru's "I Am Allure" won the championship, and it is the work with the highest score among the previous champions. Let us congratulate Ms. Nie with applause."

The host announced No.1 in a provocative tone.

The light immediately hit Nie Ziru, and Nie Ziru covered her mouth with her hands in excitement, tears fell, and she cried and laughed.

Ning Ke also had a happy smile on his face, very happy for her.

Ning Ke accompanied her to the center to receive the award, and the guest of honor was Li Xirui.

He followed the hostess lady, his handsome and sharp face looked a little cold.

There is a feeling of alienation and aloofness, which is really not approachable at all.

Walking up to Nie Ziru, handing the trophy to her, he said coldly and seriously: "Congratulations, Ms. Nie, you are an excellent designer, I hope you can create better works in the future."

Nie Ziru was so happy that he died, so naturally he didn't care about his cold attitude.

Ning Ke was a little annoyed, and hummed in a low voice: "If you keep a straight face all day long, can't you just smile, it's like a coffin."

When Li Xirui heard this sentence, he frowned coldly and swept over, his eyes were as sharp as ice, and Ning Ke couldn't help shrinking his shoulders.

But he didn't say anything.

He picked up another medal from the hostess lady's plate, and handed it to Ning Ke.

"Congratulations, Miss Ning, your performance is...perfect."

Ning Ke was taken aback when he heard this, and wanted to laugh wildly.

To ask this proud man to give him a compliment is really wronged him.

Ning Ke couldn't help but play tricks on him, it would be fun to break his mask if he was so cold.

"Thank you Master Li for your appreciation." Ning Ke suddenly smiled at him, then stood on tiptoe and hugged the serious minister excitedly.

Like those award-winning actresses, she kissed the stiff minister on the face.

Then let him go, met his shocked gaze, and said fearlessly: "This is an award ceremony, give me a kiss, the minister won't mind!"

The minister, who had never been taken advantage of by women, became stiff and his eyes darkened.

A hint of annoyance and displeasure flashed across his cold face, but on such an occasion, he couldn't help but walk off the stage in a somewhat embarrassed but graceful manner.

It's just that her palms were tightly clenched into fists. How dare this damned woman kiss him in public.

(End of this chapter)