Six years later, I and my four cubs blew up my ex-husband's house

Nan Wanyue had observed Di Shijing's whereabouts in the past few days, as well as his sudden change of mood.

But these don't seem to have much intersection with Nan Zhiyi.

She was both anxious and happy.

It's not easy for Nan Zhiyi to stop clinging to Ah Jing, she must seize this opportunity to take the initiative!

As for how...

Of course, it is to let people publicize that the happy days of myself and Ah Jing are approaching, so as to expand public opinion.

The emperor's family will definitely find a way to end it.

When the time comes, I will go to Song Liqin again, listen to the wind, and implement this matter thoroughly. Even if Ah Jing is unwilling, there is no way to stop it!

Thinking of this, Nan Wanyue smiled, took out her mobile phone, found out the number of a college classmate, and asked him to come out for dinner tonight.

It was around seven o'clock in the evening, in a well-decorated French restaurant.

Nan Wanyue wore a light pink off-the-shoulder dress, her hair was done a little, and she sprayed a little perfume on her body.

Wherever she walked, she attracted the attention of many men.

Even the college classmate Wang Simao who was dating tonight, when he saw Nan Wanyue, his fascinated eyes stared at her without blinking, and there was an unconcealable surprise in his eyes.

Seeing the other person's eyes, Nan Wanyue felt a sense of vain satisfaction flash in her heart.

She sat down on the seat opposite him gracefully, and greeted him with a sweet smile, "Si Mao, long time no see!"

Hearing Nan Wanyue's voice, the man couldn't hide the ambiguity in his tone, "Wanyue, I didn't expect you to contact me. I thought we would never meet again in this lifetime."

To be honest, Nan Wanyue disliked him talking to herself in this tone.

Whether it was before or now, she looked down on this man.

But when she thought that she was going to use him to do things, Nan Wanyue smiled and said, "How come, it's just that I'm too busy with work, let's talk about the old days, let's see what you want to eat first, I heard This restaurant..."

Nan Wanyue started to use her acting skills again, and thoughtfully recommended food to Wang Simao.

At the dinner table, both of them seemed to be having a good time.

When the dinner was about to end, Nan Wanyue showed a tangled and embarrassed look.

Wang Simao's admiring eyes had been staring at her, and now he asked, "Wanyue, what's wrong?"

Nan Wanyue was a little confused and said embarrassedly, "I remember, you are the director of a weekly news magazine, right? Actually, I have an appointment with you tonight because I have something to ask for your help..."

She put on an expression of embarrassment to bother others.

When Wang Simao was in college, he had been infatuated with Nan Wanyue, not to mention that Nan Wanyue looks more mature and beautiful now than before.

Facing his goddess, he would never refuse anything.

"What's the matter, Wanyue, you know, it's my honor to help you, don't be embarrassed, tell me, what can I do for you?"

In front of Nan Wanyue, Wang Simao is undoubtedly her licking dog.

When Nan Wanyue heard this, she was overjoyed, knowing that the other party had taken the bait!

She began to tell Wang Simao about her purpose...

Almost early the next morning, the news that the emperor's family's good news was imminent had already spread in the capital.

Not only the headline newspapers, but even the news on TV vaguely mentioned the news that Young Master Di was about to get married.

Nan Zhiyi was having breakfast with the two little guys. There was a news push on her mobile phone. She accidentally glanced at it and happened to see it.

[The happy event of the Emperor's Group is approaching, Young Master Di is about to get married]

The title fell into his eyes brightly, Nan Zhiyi was obviously taken aback, and then his expression returned to normal.

But in my heart, I was inexplicably blocked.

……

Emperor Jinglan Mansion.

Di Shijing had breakfast with the two little ones early in the morning, and what he held in his hand was the financial newspaper of the day.

Xiao Hanchuan was swiping his phone aside, seeing the overwhelming news that "Young Master Di is about to get married", his face was full of astonishment.

Brother Jing is getting married?

Did he read it right?

After looking a few more times in disbelief, to confirm that he was not mistaken, Xiao Hanchuan raised his head and asked Di Shijing in shock, "Brother Jing, are you going to get married? With whom? Why are there so many news on the Internet? Speaking of this matter, I didn’t see you reveal it to me.”

Hearing the words, the two little ones immediately looked at Xiao Hanchuan.

The scumbag daddy is getting married?

The two little ones looked at Di Shijing unhappy, and asked, "Daddy, is what Uncle Xiao said true? Are you going to get married? With whom?"

The two cute and cute little faces were tense.

It seemed that as long as Di Shijing said yes, they could throw bowls.

Di Shijing glanced at the information on Xiao Hanchuan's phone, just frowned, and said to them, "It's fake."

"Fake?"

Xiao Hanchuan withdrew his eyes from the gossip, a little speechless, "The current media is really bold, even the emperor's family dares to write indiscriminately!"

Zhou Yi, who had just entered the door, heard this, and saw that the mood of the two little cats was affected, so he took the initiative to say, "Master, I'll go and check, what's going on."

But Di Shijing said: "No need, this kind of news, when the popularity subsides, it will withdraw by itself, there is no need to waste time on this kind of fake news."

He was in a bad mood right now, and he didn't care about it at all.

However, what they didn't expect was that because of Di Shi's failure to clarify, the outsiders believed that this matter was true.

In one morning, people eating melons became active on the Internet, and this matter intensified...

Nan Zhiyi entered the research room in the morning and didn't pay attention to this matter.

When I came out for lunch at noon, Annie just came over with a few documents in her hand. When she saw Nan Zhiyi, she hurriedly said to her, "Aletta, we may go to Gu's in the afternoon. Their research institute, the last The formula fusion seems to be not going well, and it fails frequently at the last minute."

"How could this be?" Nan Zhiyi asked suspiciously.

Her formula has been tested by herself, and there is absolutely no problem.

Annie shook her head and said, "I don't know either, I already made an appointment with Young Master Gu."

Nan Zhiyi pinched the center of her eyebrows helplessly, feeling a little weak and tired.

There is already too much work on my side.

But there is no way, she can only make a trip with Gu's cooperation there.

Not long after lunch, Nan Zhiyi called Annie and set off to Gu's together.

On the way, Nan Zhiyi turned on his phone casually.

The ones on the trending searches are still the ones she saw in the morning.

The news that Di Shijing was going to get married not only did not get dropped, but also spread wildly.

Nan Zhiyi subconsciously squeezed the phone tightly, feeling even more anxious.

"Aletta, what's the matter? Gu's question shouldn't make you so upset, right?"

Annie, who was driving in the driver's seat, noticed the change in Nan Zhiyi's mood, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I was thinking about something else."

Nan Zhiyi shook his head, put his phone into his bag, and stopped looking at those disturbing news.