But Nangong Ran felt that if a man doesn’t love your soul, how long can appearances really last?
If you can’t accept at my worst, then you don’t deserve at my most stunning mont.
Hearing her words, Di Mingchen laughed, revealing a row of neat, white teeth. He looked exceedingly handso and charming.
"Is it because of Alvin?" Di Mingchen turned his eyes towards her, astutely picking up on it.
"Yes." Nangong Ran nodded, turned her eyes, and looked at him without any hesitation.
Di Mingchen looked at her too, unsure of what to say. Was it really necessary to make herself look like this just to test soone?
Sporting such an outrageously bold look that she might get beaten up walking on the street, bravely putting herself in the public eye, and even smoking in front of everyone?
Di Mingchen was silent for two seconds before he chuckled deeply and couldn’t help but curse, "You little lunatic."
Nangong Ran blinked, damn, with the monikers of little white-eyed wolf, little idiot, and little lunatic, Uncle, you’re really good at coming up with nicknas.
"So have you got your answer?" Di Mingchen asked after laughing, his deep eyes slightly sharp, glinting with light.
Nangong Ran stared for two seconds, and finally smiled, "Yes, he only likes the version of he imagines. Now that I’ve turned into this, he finds it hard to accept, so we’ll never be on the sa path."
"Are you very disappointed?" Di Mingchen kept his eyes fixed on her.
"Not at all." Nangong Ran shrugged, pursed her lips, and said unreservedly, "Are you stupid? This was my intention, so why would I be disappointed?"
Di Mingchen was taken aback, it was her intention?
"So you dressed like this to make him not like you?" Di Mingchen asked again.
"That’s right." Nangong Ran nodded, smiling without a care.
Di Mingchen stared at her long enough before suddenly smiling, "I thought you liked him."
"It’s unrealistic with him," Nangong Ran smiled, "I don’t like celebrities; they’re too dazzling and exhausting, and I don’t like being tired."
"A wise choice," Di Mingchen said, instinctively wanting to reach out and pat her head, but stopping for so reason.
He discreetly withdrew his hand, took out a cigarette from his bag, looked straight ahead, and asked, "Want a smoke?"
Nangong Ran was slightly stunned, then she laughed and nodded, "Sure, would I dare refuse if Uncle offers?"
Di Mingchen laughed, placing the cigarette between his lips, lighting it, taking a drag, then handing it to her, and softly saying, "Smoke less."
Nangong Ran took the cigarette with so surprise, feeling that Di Mingchen seed a bit odd.
She couldn’t help but tease with a laugh, "Telling to smoke less but still giving a cigarette? Why not directly tell to quit?"
In truth, she really wanted to know the answer to this question.
When a man indulges a woman to smoke, even lighting her cigarette, there are really two possibilities.
Either he’s completely indifferent, just seeing her as a buddy.
Or it’s a form of indulgent acceptance.
Life has many forms; if you choose to live like that, as long as it doesn’t cross the line, I’ll accept your way.
This...
Damn, what is this sudden heart-throbbing feeling about?
"As long as it doesn’t cross the line, I’ll accept your way."
Emma, she was undeniably enthralled by this imagined phrase!!
So, which kind is Uncle??
Suddenly Nangong Ran was a bit nervous!!!
Uncle has frequently, brazenly, blatantly, and without restraint, in broad daylight, coolly handed her a cigarette, or given her cigarettes to smoke, or snatched cigarettes from her mouth, hand, in every conceivable direction, heedlessly smoking them himself. This is kind of unsettling!
Which category does this fall under, ahhhhh!!!
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