The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 352 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellion Period 56

   There was no response from the rear seat from beginning to end. Instead, the driver in the driver's seat got out of the car and respectfully opened the door for Ji Ning'an.

"Please-"

"thanks."

The girl was dressed in Hanfu, indifferent sky blue, bright and classical and gentle, black and blue silk rolled up with silver hairpins, and her skin was delicate like a fine suet jade. horn.

  Manager Hu's hand stretched out in mid-air, not grabbing Ji Ning'an, and the grim expression on his face did not fade.

  Fu Jiadi's face was also not very good-looking, staring at the car.

  Others looked into the car and only vaguely captured the cold and timeless silhouette.

   In the dim perspective, the long legs are overlapped and the ankles are clear. Even if the whole picture cannot be seen, it is extremely recognizable and has a striking temperament, which makes people feel intimidated.

   Accompanied by the girl getting into the car, the driver closed the car door, and he couldn't see it for half a minute. It was mysterious and expensive, and it was even more unforgettable.

  Under the eyes of the public, the car drove away from the commercial street, and all other luxury cars subconsciously avoided.

   "Who is that..."

   "I didn't expect that Qiao Mu was still the master who was hidden."

   "Please, with this background and background, do you still use it as a blogger?"

   Manager Hu squinted his eyes, his face was a little gloomy, looking at the back of the car, his eyes carried a hint of inquiry.

  Fu Jiadi finally got what she wanted and got into Manager Hu's car, but she was not in a good mood. What she imagined and expected to have was all on one person.

   Who is that Arbor?

   At this time, someone sent her a video on the phone, and the person in the video was a figure that Fu Jiadi was very familiar with!

  The video is very short, probably because the person who shot it didn’t hold the phone steady.

  In the chaos, seeing the girl in Hanfu seems to be arguing with someone, scramble for the child from the aunt's arms, it is easy to think of bad negative information.

   My friend smiled and said to her: I saw this **** the bus today. She is very beautiful.

  Fu Jiadi asked: What happened?

  Friend A: I’m not sure. I just woke up and got out of the car. I recorded a few seconds by the way. Maybe the child’s crying disturbed her, but I still slept soundly, thanks for the alarm.

  Fu Jiadi watched the video, her eyes flickering, she was thinking about how to deal with Qiao Mu, but unexpectedly, a timely rain came!

   At the same time, the smooth black sedan drove away from the bustling commercial street.

  The bizarre light and shadow flowed past, and without the man's brow bone, the profile of his face was sharp and angular, and in the momentary deep floating shadow, his temperament was magnificent.

   He asked her sideways, his voice calm: "Where are you going?"

   Ji Ning'an was stunned for a second or two, before subconsciously answering him: "Go home."

   After she finished speaking, Shijing reported her home address, and the driver nodded, not daring to ask what the relationship between Miss Ji and her husband was, and why she had to take her home.

   There was a brief silence in the car, Ji Ning'an and him were sitting in the back seat with a short distance between them.

  The air seems to be filled with a faint woody fragrance, and the laziness and gentleness of the end note reveals a sense of wireless distance, lingering cold.

   I don't know if it was the perfume in the car or the smell on his body.

  The pictures outside the car window passed by frame by frame, just like the footage of a movie, Ji Ning'an quietly looked at the young man on the side in silence.

   The formal suit is particularly fond of him, his posture is calm and gentle, his knuckled fingers are placed on his knees, the cold white and thin wrist bones are exposed under the cuffs, and a simple and elegant watch is buckled.

   Maybe it's because she always has a paintbrush, she usually looks at the hands first when looking at people, and she has no resistance to good-looking hands.

   The other party did not take the initiative to speak again.

   She touched Xiaohuya, and her voice subconsciously softened: "Professor Shi, why are you here?"

   "By the way."

   She was a little distressed and didn't know how to talk to the other party. After all, the opportunity to be alone was not easy to come by, and her little finger subconsciously wrapped the ends of her hair, so she took the initiative and said in a clear voice.

   "I'm here today because of LK's offline meeting, thank you just now for helping me out."

   Shi Jingnian rolled his eyes and looked directly at her. The first thing he saw was the Ming-made Hanfu on her body, he stayed for two seconds, narrowed his eyes, and hummed.

   His gaze was not offensive, Ji Ning'an noticed something, and her tea eyes brightened.

   "Professor Shi, are you interested in Hanfu?"

   "Yes." His voice was tepid, with a three-point deepness in Qingyue, and he admitted it directly.

   It is not surprising that people like Shi Jingnian have a deep interest in traditional culture.

   Ji Ning'an was bubbling with joy. For the first time, I felt that this offline meeting was so wonderful.

   The two chatted a few words on this topic. Most of them were talking about her. He would answer, but he would not take the initiative to ask, nor why she was here.

  The atmosphere is peaceful.

   She clasped her hands in front of her. The sleeves of the Hanfu were down, the texture was soft and delicate, and lined with ten slender jade fingers that did not touch the spring water.

  's voice is soft like a girl's voice. After three points of lightness, it has the taste of Wu Nong's soft words, like a milk cat acting coquettishly, sounding in a quiet space.

   "Professor Shi, have you had lunch yet?"

"not yet."

   "Then do you want to come to my house?" Ji Ning'an asked, feeling a little abrupt when he said it, and changed his mouth.

   "There is also a restaurant near my house, thank you for helping me today."

   Shi Jingnian raised his wrist and glanced at the time, and refused: "No need."

   "Okay." Ji Ning'an replied softly, her eyelashes drooping to cover the loss in her eyes, and her fingertips played with the elegantly embroidered sleeves with some unease.

   Shi Jingnian glanced at her one more time, his eyes gliding over the girl's quivering eyelashes, and she gave a rare explanation.

   "I'm going to Wenzhou, boarding the plane at 1:40."

   "Wenzhou?" Ji Ning'an was stunned.

   "Lao Li's Painting Exhibition." In addition, there were several politicians who were close to the Shi family, but Shi Jingnian didn't say much about the family's private affairs.

   Ji Ning'an had also heard of this exhibition. She really wanted to go, but she had to go to and fro every weekend, which was a bit regrettable.

   "That's it."

   She didn't ask much, after all, the distance between people is really delicate, and they are also in a half-baked relationship.

   Ji Ning'an looked down at the time, and found that it was already one o'clock, and there were less than forty minutes left before boarding the plane, she was slightly startled.

   "Professor Shi, you'd better find a crossing to put me down. My home is quite far away, so don't waste your time."

   It's not right to delay the time because of my own affairs.

   "How can there be any reason to throw people halfway?"

   His tone was a little more like a smile than a smile, like lazy jazz playing in a loop on a Bluetooth headset, low and charming, but it softened a bit of alienation, making people feel very safe.

  Ji Ning'an's ears were slightly crisp, and she only felt that there was a small electric current running through her heart, itching like a hook: "But—"

   (end of this chapter)