"Exactly." Di Xiaxia added, "It’s not like the whole capital only your third brother is the most handso, right?"
"Exactly, my husband is also handso, extrely handso." Gu Qibao pouted.
"My husband is also very handso!" Di Xiaxia chid in.
Nangong Ran couldn’t help but cover her face, "Fine, fine, you guys are the bosses, whatever you say goes. If you want to find handso guys, go find them. To spite my third brother, should we go do our hair first?"
Nangong Ran turned her eyes towards Di Jinxuan, "How about it, sister-in-law?"
"Let’s go." Di Jinxuan nodded.
"Alright!" Nangong Ran stepped on the gas, throwing a playful wink, "Co on, have fun, after all we have plenty of ti. Co on, go wild, after all there’s plenty of scenery. Co on, love, after all there’s plenty of folly..."
Gu Qibao laughed, "Wow, this song is nice, keep singing, keep singing."
Nangong Ran raised her eyebrows with excitent, "What do you think? Do I have the potential to break into the arts world?"
"Absolutely." Gu Qibao gave a thumbs up, "I’ll wait for you to beco a big star and give an autograph."
Di Xiaxia also laughed; Nangong Ran’s singing was indeed lovely, her voice clean and clear, ethereal. Despite her usual unserious deanor, she was quite reliable when it ca to singing.
Di Jinxuan also thought it sounded great and suddenly rembered that Nangong Jin’s singing was also very good...
Recalling the song he sang last ti, Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but feel a bit gloomy.
Nangong Ran was still smugly singing, "She, is a lone sliver of the setting sun, hoping, hoping for soone who appreciates it. He has a window of blue clouds, just waiting, waiting for soone to share it with..."
Gu Qibao and Di Xiaxia were still intensely discussing Nangong Ran breaking into the arts world.
Di Jinxuan took a deep breath, forget it, going out to play with a heavy heart isn’t fun, so she decided to put aside her repressed thoughts and smiled at Nangong Ran, "Actually, you could have Alvin help you break into the singing scene."
Nangong Ran blinked, "Why should I let Alvin help ?"
"Alvin is a big deal." Gu Qibao replied quickly, "Hey, Dance King, you just need to sing with him, and you’ll be famous instantly. Debuting would be a breeze."
"Exactly." Di Xiaxia said, and then asked, "Hey, Ranran, does Alvin like you? Is he pursuing you?"
Nangong Ran pouted, "Co on, you guys. He’s a prince, always busy as heck. Where does he have the ti to chase girls? You’re overthinking it."
"Maybe you’re just ignoring him." Di Jinxuan said, "I think enough with the coyness. He’s a prince, you might not get another chance."
"Pfft..." Nangong Ran laughed, "Look at how strange your words are, what’s so special about a prince? Doesn’t he eat and go to the bathroom? I never care about any prince. If it’s soone I like, even a beggar is fine."
That sentence seed to unintentionally strike a chord, and Di Jinxuan was a bit stunned, turning her gaze towards Nangong Ran.
"Why are you looking at , is there a problem?" Nangong Ran asked.
"No." Di Jinxuan shook her head, it’s just that she happened to have said this too in the past, those sweet words filled with affection. Does everyone forget them completely when they argue?
It turns out, people are like this. When disagreents arise, when interests conflict, when we argue, everything we once said is forgotten in that mont.
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