Jin Yining, a Grand Slam film emperor in the entertainment industry, boasts an exceptionally handsome appearance, exquisite acting skills, and a background in a prestigious family, leading a smooth...
Her eyes, filled with such genuine affection that she wished he would leave immediately, were completely undisguised, but Jin Yining showed no intention of leaving whatsoever.
“He wasn’t in a bad mood; those were photos released by the studio.”
Jin Yining recognized the photo; it wasn't taken today at all. Qin Wei has an undercover film coming out next week, and this is just a teaser.
Not in a bad mood?
Is her little Beckham so aggrieved?
And you said you weren't in a bad mood!
Da Bao, do you have a heart?
But wait, he knew it was posted by the studio as soon as it was released, so he must have contacted Qin Wei while he was in his room?
As Shang Ning thought about it, she couldn't help but look Jin Yining up and down. The man had just taken a shower, with long legs, a slim waist, and a hint of abs visible under his slightly damp white shirt. Most importantly, he had a face that even she, a woman, envied. Add to that his voice that made people weak in the knees, and he spoke a few words sweetly in front of Qin Wei...
Delicate and sweet?!
As Shang Ning thought about it, she couldn't help but shudder. The image was too beautiful; she simply dared not continue thinking about it.
Does this mean that Jin Yining has already appeased the person?
Jin Yining watched as Shang Ning's smile gradually became somewhat ambiguous...
"..."
Shaking off the images that were beginning to change color in his mind, Shang Ning said in a serious tone, "Teacher Jin, don't worry. I was young and reckless before, and I will never do it again. Trust me, I will definitely help you resolve this matter and won't make things difficult for Teacher Qin."
Jin Yining: "..."
A slight smile played on her lips as she said ambiguously, "Then I'll wait for Mrs. Jin to help me resolve this matter." With that, Jin Yining walked past Shang Ning toward the living room, casually asking, "How did you end up on the Jingcheng Expressway that day?"
Upon hearing this, Shang Ning looked up, momentarily confused: "Which day?"
"The day of the chain-reaction car accident."
Shang Ning frowned, really not wanting to bring it up. If it weren't for that day, she wouldn't be in this situation now.
Thinking of the scalper's message that Shang Ning had just seen on Du Wei's phone, she replied directly: "I was in a car accident on the way to the airport, so I turned onto the highway."
Ning Kong himself never expected that the traffic jam that saved him from the accident would lead to the accident itself.
She watched almost the entire funeral procession on television. She never knew that she could die with such grandeur. Her funeral was held three days ago, and while she didn't know many people, she was surrounded by a large group of strangers.
Later, Shang Ning got tired of watching and simply turned off the TV.
Jin Yining looked at Shang Ning's furrowed brows, as if she didn't want to recall this matter.
The more this happened, the more suspicious he became.
Shang Ning turned around and followed, "Aren't you really going to go see Teacher Qin?"
Jin Yining walked to the living room, reached out and turned on the TV. Instead of movie stars, the TV was showing an international conference on light perception research.
"This suggestion was made by Shang Ning before his death; no one else..."
Shang Ning was watching TV, but as if provoked by something, she snatched the remote control away without any politeness before the person on TV could finish speaking, and then turned off the TV.
Shang Ning's hands were trembling as she gripped the remote control. If it weren't for this conference in City A, she wouldn't have come to City A, and she wouldn't have...
"What are you doing?" Jin Yining took the remote control, not missing her sudden unusual mood.
Shang Ning kept trying to take deep breaths. The ear-piercing sound of metal colliding with the car echoed in her ears. Before her eyes was the driver, crushed and covered in blood, and the excruciating pain of being on the verge of death...