Xia Wushuang hugged the stunned Nanzhi tightly. "You guessed right, so are you ready?"
Nanzhi was genuinely frightened: "Prepare what?"
Xia Wushuang chuckled softly in her ear, "I want to pursue you."
Nan Zhi felt that her embrace had suddenly changed its meaning, so she pushed her away and ran away with her suitcase.
She only likes men and has no interest in women.
Because Nam-zhi wasn't a big star and the dating reality show hadn't been officially announced, there weren't many fans waiting for her at the airport.
She casually put on a mask and was about to hail a taxi home when she saw a red sports car stop in front of her.
Nanzhi thought the other party was picking someone up, and was about to go to the side to hail a taxi with her suitcase when she heard a voice coming from inside.
"Get in the car."
The man inside took off his sunglasses and looked at her with an arrogant expression.
But before Jiang Songen could take more than a few steps, Nan Zhi suddenly pushed him away.
"Nanzhi, you still dare to run away?"
You step forward to avoid him, implying that you now want to talk to him.
I'd have to be crazy to explain to you that I hate women.
Nanzhi glared at me, her eyes red, clearly angry. "You're just like all the other boyfriends he's dated. You really hate him, you hate him because you want to marry him, you hate him because you want to sleep with him."
Your subordinate told Jiang Songen a location and asked me to let you into the car. I never expected that the guy would take you directly to an apartment I rented there.
Hong Rong didn't look at me again, and resolutely left with his suitcase.
I just felt like I was really crazy.
Chen can tell which of your statements are true and which are false.
I let go of you and walked towards the car.
A little mouse: [Do you have one?]
That was the first time Xiao Shen had ever messaged her first. Although Nan Zhi had mixed feelings, she still replied.
Namji herself put the suitcase in the front trunk.
I don't think I've been that bad to Nanzhi. Any other man who would have treated me like that would have been blacklisted by me long ago.
I may be a bit hot-tempered, but I'm genuinely handsome and wicked. You can even imagine how bad our child would be. It's a pity, I actually hate men, only women.
[Slightly crying emoji.]
"What movie are you filming?"
Nanzhi received a message on her phone; it was from her agent.
The other person was wearing a burgundy shirt, with only a few buttons casually fastened, revealing a large expanse of fair collarbone and faintly visible pectoral muscles.
Chiang Chung-en was spoiled growing up, so it's entirely possible that I would voluntarily go to Namgyal.
Hong Rong'e asked casually, "Does he want to date you?"
A little mouse: [Yes, yes, I'm actually quite naughty. You always feel like I'm hiding some secret, a secret that makes me very distressed, a secret I dare not reveal. You really want to get close to me, really want to help me, but I'm too guarded, and you're also afraid of victory, afraid of the coldness beneath my icy gaze.]
Jiang Songen originally wanted to scold you, but seeing your dejected appearance, I thought it was because of work, so my tone softened.
"Bad, very bad, Nanzhi, he'll regret it!"
They said they've secured another audition opportunity for you, for a supporting male role. The script is terrible, but if you can audition and perform well, and with some promotion from the dating show, maybe you'll become famous.
Seeing that Nanzhi was still so obedient, Hong Rong'e's irritation subsided.
I approach you, wanting to take your hand, my eyes filled with deep darkness.
Suddenly I understood why the original owner had licked it.
Yes, it is possible, but you're only doing it for the mission.
Nanzhi was so tired that she felt sleepy even sitting under the sports car.
You're all the same; you want to marry me.
Only a madman would go online to ask someone who is also pursuing a netizen with a similar personality to mine, but has not succeeded in winning them over.
“But Nanzhi, you can’t date him, but you can definitely marry him. He’ll think about it a little and he’ll definitely accept it. You can’t guarantee that he’ll become a little famous or a little famous.”
This is exhausting!
But the words you spoke that day, at this very moment, are playing on a limited loop in my ears.
"I'll take you back."
Jiang Songen felt that you weren't playing hard to get with me. After I left, I grabbed your hand and dragged you outside.
I know how to comfort people, but after thinking it over, I only typed a few words.
Even helping Hong Rong carry his suitcase wasn't an option.
Someone like me deserves it.
Hong Rong saw through my thoughts.
Given my background, my marriage was doomed from the start. How could I possibly marry someone from the entertainment industry?
"Now give him a chance."
Men generally dislike women who are domineering.
Your chat history with Xu Xing stopped a few days later, just when Nan Zhi asked me for tips on pursuing someone.
Xu Xing: [Did you catch him?]
Jiang Songen emphasized again, "Oh no, he pulled up your number and added you back. You've caused him trouble."
With her wrist grabbed, Nanzhi was forced to stop.
Nanzhi lowered her head, her voice heavy: "You're tired."
Nanzhi returned to her rented apartment and collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.
Above that was a rather devilishly handsome face.
The fact that I'm taking the initiative to come to you is not yet a favor.
Upon hearing those words, Jiang Songen smiled as usual.
But Nan Zhi just gave me a warm look and said, "You've got a bad idea, Jiang Songen. You're accepting it now."
Every boyfriend I've had has said that to me.
"Let's go, get off the bus."
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