After he finished speaking, he deftly dodged to the side.
Di Jinxuan’s face turned tomato red. "Nangong Jin, you stop right there! If you spout nonsense again, I’ll beat you to death."
"Wife, wife, don’t hit , what I said is true! Dare you not let take care of you from now on, then it’s your turn to serve !"
"Can’t you have a little sha?"
"What’s the use of having a face? Here, I want it!"
"Scoundrel!"
"A scoundrel is loved by people, a cheap flower blossoms; wife, I’m just teasing you. It’s more appropriate for to serve you, and you just enjoy it."
Enjoy my ass!
Di Jinxuan’s face reddened, and she couldn’t help but pinch him hard. "Nangong Jin, do you feel uncomfortable if you’re not being frivolous for a day?"
"Yes, wife, you really get ." Nangong Jin nodded earnestly and shalessly leaned in close to Di Jinxuan.
Di Jinxuan was speechless.
The couple’s playful banter was witnessed by the students, and although they couldn’t hear what was being said, the sweetness was plainly written on their faces.
Just watching the two of them teasing and bickering made it apparent how love-filled they were.
Just watching Nangong Jin continuously sticking close to her was also delightfully festive.
The girls who had once accused Di Jinxuan of gold-digging could only fall silent, alas, it seed it wasn’t really Di Jinxuan clinging onto Nangong Jin’s coattails.
After the couple left the venue, they got into Nangong Jin’s flamboyant Ferrari, and Nangong Jin buckled her seatbelt for her before tenderly looking at her eyes and asking, "Are you really feeling okay? If you’re not feeling well, we can go to the hospital first."
Di Jinxuan paused, not expecting him to rember this detail.
"No." Her heart ward, Di Jinxuan shook her head.
"Is that right?" Nangong Jin raised his eyebrows, started the car, "But I heard you were called out by the teacher during practice for being distracted, and then you said you felt dizzy from the sea breeze."
Di Jinxuan’s eyes widened in surprise. He knew so clearly?
"How do you know?" Di Jinxuan grew curious.
"Of course, I know." Nangong Jin said smugly, "The dance circle isn’t too big, nor too small. There’s nothing your husband wants to know that he can’t find out."
Little did she know that to this day, he was still lurking in a national official dance top-level group.
Only a handful of people, the person in charge and a few executives, knew his identity in there, and he kept a low profile, always just lurking and screen-watching.
Nobody else knew.
Today, when he arrived here and those younger teachers from other schools learned that Jin Palace had a girlfriend, they were thrilled and went into the group to gossip.
Then he found out about this incident, and he learned everything in detail, even what Hong Wu had said about him, he had known long before.
Di Jinxuan scratched her head and confessed quite honestly, "Actually, no, I was just thinking about so things at that ti, so I got a bit sidetracked. It was my fault. I told a lie and made such a fuss."
Nangong Jin was slightly taken aback, not expecting her to be so forthright.
His lips curved up subtly, and despite staring calmly ahead, his voice was sowhat excited as he said, "Wife, you weren’t thinking about , were you?"
Hearing his question, Di Jinxuan was silent for two seconds and finally nodded, "Yes."
Nangong Jin was shocked, slamd on the brakes with a sharp hiss, and turned to look at her with a fearful expression, asking tremulously, "Really, really, wife?"
What a shock, what a surprise!
Although he had already found out in the group that she had aggressively defended him, listening to her now admit that she had been distracted because she was thinking of him made his heart pound so rapidly!
"Yes." Seeing him look so flabbergasted, Di Jinxuan kindly nodded again, reaffirming her admission.
The flamboyant older man suddenly smiled radiantly, unable to contain his excitent, he said, "Aww, wife, you’re so bad."
"Pfft..." Di Jinxuan sprayed her coffee onto the car window. The old man had forgotten to take his dicine again.
Sigh!
[Mini Drama]
Dang: Jin... flirtatious... flirtatious, can’t we be a bit more low-key, graceful, and classy? Can’t you stop running your mouth off?
Nangong Jin: Scram, swiftly! (A proud face) Can’t you stop bad-mouthing for once?
Dang: Uh, yes.
Nangong Jin: (Drawing a gun) Good, then you can go die now.
Dang: (Piteously) No, I haven’t had my fill of at yet!
Nangong Jin: (Sneering) If you don’t ntion eating at, we’re still good friends. Goodbye.
[Bang...]
Dang’s mom has run off with the dog; there’s no need to update tomorrow, hahaha, throw the flowers, yay!
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