Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 98
Ding Nuomin was upset because Cheng Yiming didn't take her to the class reunion.

She pestered Cheng Yiming and said, "Brother Ming, you didn't take me to your classmate reunion last time. You said that you must bring me next time! But I don't know when your next reunion is, and how do I know?" Will you go back on your word and find an excuse not to take me there? What if I wait until the flowers are gone? Brother Ming, as compensation, you must accompany me to the Maksim Mrvica piano concert today!" She continued Then add: "I'm bored by myself. Brother Ming, you can stay with me, okay? Okay?"

Cheng Yiming looked at her: "Nuomin, you are not young anymore, you should be in a relationship. With a boyfriend, you will not be so boring." He asked, "Nuomin, is there no one chasing you in the company? "

"It's not that no one is chasing after me, it's just that I don't like any of those men who want to chase me." Ding Nuomin curled her lips with disdain on her face: "Either they look crooked, or they are too mediocre and not noble at all." Temperament, compared to Brother Ming, you are more than a block behind, and they are not worthy of carrying your shoes."

"There are many men who are better than me." Cheng Yiming shook his head: "It's just that you didn't see it."

Ding Nuomin acted like a baby: "No, Brother Ming, there is no man better than you in the world." She shook his arm: "Brother Ming, accompany me to the Maksim Mrvica piano concert, okay? Okay?"

Cheng Yiming was helpless, he said: "Okay."

"Brother Ming——" Ding Nuomin raised her small and delicate chin, and looked at Cheng Yiming with misty eyes. There was an indelible tenderness in her eyes: "Brother Ming, are you really so happy?" good!"

Cheng Yiming smiled slightly: "I've been too busy with work recently, and my nerves are in a state of tension. It's not bad to take a break to listen to the concert and relax."

Just had dinner at this time.

I am drinking coffee.

The doctor said that drinking coffee when there is food in the stomach can stimulate the secretion of gastric juice and promote the digestion and absorption of food, that is, drinking coffee after meals is good for the health of the stomach.But relatively, if you drink coffee when your stomach is empty, the secreted gastric juice will damage the gastric mucosa, which in turn will damage the health of the stomach.

So I like to drink coffee after meals.

Ding Nuomin turned her head, with a little pride on her pretty face: "Sister Lala, you don't know who Maksim Mrvica is, do you?"

I really don't know yet.So I asked, "Who is Maksim Mrvica?"

"Who else is Maksim Mrvica?" Ding Nuomin pursed her lips and smiled, with a look of knowledge: "He is a European neo-classical prince from Croatia, a master piano player, and is well-known internationally."

"Oh." I said.

After drinking coffee, I stood up to leave, Cheng Yiming said to me at this time: "Lala, you are bored at home, why don't we go to the MaksimMrvica piano concert together."

I wanted to say, "No, I won't go! I don't like it." In a blink of an eye, I saw Ding Nuomin looking at me with disdainful eyes, saying: Do you also know how to appreciate this elegant art?
I just don't know how to appreciate it.

But I don't know why, but I said by accident, "Okay."

Why do you say "good"?Because I thought mischievously, Ding Nuomin was trying to have a romance with Cheng Yiming?To be a veritable "adulter/husband/prostitute/woman"?No, I won't let her succeed, anyway, I will be their light bulb.No matter what, I'm always Cheng Yiming's real wife, right?Although it's a trick to sell dog meat, after all, in the eyes of outsiders, the word "Zhenggong" is engraved on my forehead.

It’s just that I don’t know how to appreciate the art of piano concerts, and I also know how to appreciate a wonderful play where a goblin seduces/seduces Tang Seng by a woman who has a crush on my husband under my nose.

When night fell, a group of three set off in Cheng Yiming's gray Cayenne.

After Han Qingluo's training, I have learned what clothes to wear on what occasions.

Because I’m going to a concert, I naturally wear something casual yet dignified: a beige long skirt, made of soft natural fabrics, layered together, with a beige linen belt around the waist, shirt collar, sleeveless, with crystals Jewelry, drop-shaped, crystal clear water droplets, hanging on my neck, ears, and wrists, it has a beautiful and refined taste like a fairy in the world.

Ding Nuomin still didn't take me seriously, with a superior attitude.

In fact, she is nothing special.

Although she was dressed well, she was wearing a gorgeous designer skirt suit, her delicate face was flushed, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she was full of nobility.But she is small, thin and frail, and she is still more than half a head shorter than me when she stands next to me with the demeanor of sister Lin wearing extremely high heels.

Because I am half a head shorter, I feel that I lost to me in terms of aura.

Ding Nuomin was the first to sit in the passenger seat.I was very gracious and generous, and let her sit in the row with my "husband", while I put down my social status and sat in the back row.

The car drove out slowly.

Then, I saw Ding Nuomin put her petite body close to Cheng Yiming who was driving, and then, she put her arm on Cheng Yiming's shoulder very intimately.

I admired my concentration, pretended not to see, and looked out the window as if nothing had happened.

The glass window vaguely reflects my shadow.Shoulder-length hair, proper makeup, bright eyes and white teeth, red lips and white teeth, a little bit of coquettishness and a hint of charm from the corners of the eyes and brows - at this moment, I can be regarded as a woman with a little bit of charm.

I think, if Ding Nuomin is willing, I don't mind her being Cheng Yiming's concubine, anyway, I am a sure-fire empress, who is she afraid of?Thinking of this, I smiled lightly.

Ding Nuomin's sharp eyes actually saw it, and turned to look at me: "Sister Lala, what are you laughing at?"

I hurriedly sat upright: "It's nothing."

Ding Nuomin asked again: "Did you think of something happy?"

I said, "There are so many things I'm happy about."

Ding Nuomin became interested: "Can you tell me?"

I said seriously: "I suddenly remembered an idiom."

Ding Nuomin asked: "What idiom?"

I said, "The magpie nests and the dove lives." I asked, "Do you know what it means? It means that the turtledove doesn't know how to make a nest, so it takes the magpie's nest by force. Hahaha."

Ding Nuomin's face changed: "Su—" He seemed to think of something, and then changed his words again: "Sister, what do you mean by that? Are you beating around the bush and scolding me?"

I laughed "haha", and said while laughing: "Did I beat around the bush and scold you?" I said again: "Ding Nuomin, why do you have to take your seat with a guilty conscience? Really, you didn't do anything wrong, why are you afraid of ghosts in the middle of the night? Knock?"

Ding Nuomin was angry: "You—" She turned her head and said to Cheng Yiming like a complaint: "Brother Ming, look, look, Sister Lala is bullying me."

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(End of this chapter)