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

   Chapter 422 Extra: Sven Scum

   Two people are together, the rhythm is in harmony, and the three views are consistent.

   So that the first quarrel happened unexpectedly.

  The wedding room is next door, and Ji Ning'an can go home and eat as long as he stops by the door.

   In addition, Shi Jingnian bought two sets of real estate in the name of Ji Ning'an, one in the school district and the other in the business circle, with her name on the real estate certificate.

   Mother Ji didn't even have time to understand the sadness of marrying a daughter, so she saw the girl sitting on the couch at home playing with her mobile phone and said she wanted to eat sweet and sour pork ribs.

  Ki's mother: "..."

   I suddenly miss being married far away!

   At that time, the International Art Association held a national conference, and Shi Jingnian attended as the representative of the ninth association, and Ji Ning'an was unable to leave.

   Due to the foreign country and the time difference, it is a bit difficult to communicate.

   But Ji Ning'an felt proud when he saw his shining appearance.

Look.

   This is someone she likes.

   Unparalleled excellence!

   Ji Ning'an lives in her parents' house. She is the only child at home. She is the only child. Everything is her own, and there is nothing uncomfortable.

  On the Internet, you can find news about the ninth association, media reports, and news reprints.

   The 27-second video circulated in it, the number of views directly exceeded 100 million.

   was overwhelming for a while, and it was all his news.

   The man in the video was standing on a high platform, dressed in a formal suit and a pure black tie, tall and straight as loose, the light was cast from above, and his profile was cold and white and sharp.

Facing hundreds of people in the audience, he had a strong aura and a calm demeanor. His slender fingers casually adjusted the microphone, his thin lips were slightly pressed against the microphone, and his words resounded in the entire venue. He was fluent in English and had a strong voice. low.

  The eyes under the gold wire lens are deep, looking straight ahead, the strength seems to be able to penetrate the lens, and the wind and rain are not shocked.

  This video, in just 27 seconds, occupied the first place in the hot search, causing the whole network to boil.

【husband! ! husband! ! ! ! 】

  【Husband...hehe...husband...hehe...】

  【Is your bitter tea upstairs okay? 】

  【Just because you are talking nonsense here, my brother coaxed me for a long time after returning home. 】

  【This voice is my god, it makes your legs soft】

  【Good guy, good guy, a large-scale confession scene? 】

[Graduated from a top prestigious school and received a double doctorate at the age of 24, the representative of this session of the International Art Association, the permanent academic advisor of the Strotta Royal Art Foundation, came from a scholarly family, and was a distinguished professor at Beijing University. Sisters can rush ! ! 】

  【Wait, the ring on his left hand? ? ? 】

   In the video, the hands of the man are really stealing the spotlight when he tunes the microphone.

  Cold white fingers clasped the black wheat, half of the wrist exposed under the cuff of the suit was thin, and the joints were slender and sexy.

   The ring finger is wearing a diamond ring with a delicate and expensive texture, reflecting a cold luster, and the action of clasping the microphone has a little desire.

   Even the fleeting footage was captured by sharp-eyed netizens.

  【No, I just fell in love and then fell out of love? ! 】

  【Maybe it’s just accessories thank you. 】

  【Marriage does not delay me like him】

  【What kind of girl do you need to be worthy of him】

   Located in the most central building of the capital, it penetrates the clouds, is sacred and solemn, and brings together outstanding artists from all over the world.

   At this time, in the hall, this international conference is coming to an end, and the last sentence is said in a smooth and neat tone.

   Thin-lip pronunciation falls to everyone's ears through the microphone, revealing a sense of business order, just like a Swiss clock, containing unique rules.

  The microphone on the podium just reached the position of his neckline, the shirt collar and black tie complement each other, the color is cold, and there is no rudeness.

   His face is picturesque, and Yue Zhiyuan is very stoic.

  After the conference, reporters and media rushed to interview. Shi Jingnian walked off the stage and turned on the phone that was turned off immediately.

Before   , he didn’t have the habit of using his mobile phone often. He put the mobile phone in the storage compartment before every meeting, and it was unknown when it would be turned on.

   Later, there was a little girl in the contacts. In order to reply to her messages in time, Shi Jingnian used to carry it with him.

   However, there is a time difference between the two countries. At this time, it is late at night in Kyoto, and the little girl is probably sleeping.

   He thought of her, and his cold eyes under the lens dazzled with a smile.

   The blond artist approached, stopped in front of Shi Jingnian and greeted warmly.

   He talked a few words with the other party, his face was gentle, and the video ringtone broke the conversation. Shi Jingnian looked down and paused for a while, and it was not difficult to hear the gentleness in his cold tone.

   "Sorry, my wife's phone."

   The young man was a little surprised. When he saw the ring on his hand, he suddenly realized and nodded: "Congratulations!"

   Shi Jingnian went to a quiet place to connect, and the girl's soft eyebrows and eyes appeared on the phone. She was lying on the bed with her chin resting on the huge panda doll.

  "Ning'an." He called out, his voice was a little shaky when he lowered his voice, like long-ground winter coffee, and Jingui was also easy-going, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

  Kyoto, everything is silent, the ground is mottled with the moonlight, and a small lamp is lit on the bedside table.

  The warm orange light and shadow hit the girl's side face, and she tilted her head to look at the person in the video.

   The first thing I see is the snow-white shirt under the suit, with a meticulous black tie, buttoned to the top, the color is abstinent and cold, the camera moves up, revealing the cool and **** Adam's apple.

   The light over there was cold and white, which made him look like a picture scroll. He was probably still in the conference building, standing in the corridor, with a solemn background, and people in suits and leather shoes occasionally passed by.

   "Hurry up, I want to see my face!"

   Ji Ning'an just wanted to see him, and her tea eyes stared at the person in the camera.

   The hoarse laughter fell.

   intriguing.

  Golden glasses and a high nose bridge are reflected in the picture, with the temperament of a gentle scum.

   "Go to bed when you see it, don't stay up late," he said.

   "Can't sleep." The girl wrinkled the tip of her nose, coquettishly coquettish him, her hair was messy, her cheeks were white and tender, like a cat.

   Shi Jingnian narrowed his eyes: "Then I'll coax you."

   When others passed by, they could not see the contents of the mobile phone, but the man who was still indifferent and noble on the podium just now behaved calmly and politely, and did not tolerate blasphemy.

   At this moment, he was smiling at the phone, with a faint hint of doting on his brows.

   couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, guessing who was on the other side of the phone?

   Shi Jingnian walked out of the building and walked straight to the commercial car parked not far away. Countless media reporters rushed up, the flashing lights were dazzling, and the sound was noisy.

   "Mr. Shi!"

   "Mr. Shi!"

   "Mr. Shi, may I ask you..."

  The bodyguard intercepted the reporter who was about to rush up. Shi Jingnian did not accept any interviews, and just leaned into the car and left.

  The driver drove the car to the hotel where he lived, and the assistant sat in the passenger seat. The atmosphere in the car was quiet, so the voice was exceptionally clear, and the words were a little more lazy and quiet.

   (end of this chapter)