Volume 1 Life is a Loaded Gun Chapter 11 Be Nice to Me
Ding Ai subconsciously looked at Jian Tianqi, she believed that the latter also knew it. But seeing that his expression remained unchanged, she also calmed her eyes.
The man has a long body, and his slightly half-constricted long eyelashes cover a little of the darkness under his eyes, which does not reduce the coldness, but the light under his eyes adds a bit of arrogance that belongs to the superior.
Ding Ai quietly took in the changing atmosphere around him, and his heart was a little astringent.
This man is too shrewd. He never needs to be good at dancing in the crowd, nor does he have the eight-sided exquisiteness raised by the big family. His demeanor, his gaze, his eyes, and even his breathing, he only needs to change a little, as if he can become another person at any time in front of you.
As the old saying goes, "femme fatale", but the man in front of him is also like a poppy. Living around such a person, no matter how much you are moved, it is just a drink to quench your thirst.
"To assist in the investigation is to ask me."
The man's dark eyes faintly swept over the policemen who were staring at him, and chuckled: "Director Weng, what kind of battle is this?" β
"If you scare my fiancΓ©e away, I'll have to ask your Superintendent for an explanation."
Ding Ai tugged at his lips.
She knew very well that this third brother Jian avoided the important and lightly choked on the dead, and her originally slightly suspenseful heart was also let go with his words.
Looking at this tense posture, I originally thought that today's tough encounter was inevitable. But to the surprise of everyone present, the middle-aged man surnamed Weng just snorted coldly, and then moved his lips lightly at Jian Tianqi with a gloomy face.
Regarding the ability of those who practice martial arts, there is a saying in the void that "the voice is settled". That is, the content of the speech can only be heard by a specific person present.
Ding Ai has always felt that this setting does not conform to the laws of physics, and it is simply a void for them to demonize Gu Wu.
In reality, there is no such thing as a voice at all - it is just because most of the people who practice the exercises are sharper than ordinary people because their five senses are sharper than ordinary people, and their eyesight is more developed, and they can accurately capture lip language.
For example, Director Weng in front of him said, "The situation is urgent, you kid has to go with me even if he gets married." At the end, Director Weng looked calm, glanced at Ding Ai as if inadvertently, and added with a straight face: "My wife is beautiful and has a good eye." β
Ding Ai is embarrassed.
Eldest brother! Relying on his own martial arts, he doesn't play hooligan like this. Bullying her can't understand, right?
She pretended not to know, but her embarrassed gaze couldn't help but drift to Jian Tianqi beside her, who knew that she happened to see the latter reply with a cold face: "Beautiful is also my wife, you are not allowed to boast." β
This man is simply!
Her face burned instantly. Especially when Director Weng fell his eyes back on her again, Ding Ai suddenly felt like a man's back.
That person obviously really relied on Ding Ai is empty air and couldn't understand it, and deliberately spoke to Jian Tianqi as if he was talking to him seriously: "Very beautiful, with white skin, good figure, andββ"
"Yes."
Director Weng's lips were interrupted by Jian Tianqi's cold voice. The latter's face was heavy, and even the edges and corners of his jaw were tense: "I'll go with you." β
Director Weng is satisfied on the ground and shut up.
Jian Tianqi looked at Jian Xingwen, who was already sitting in a high position, and said with a restrained attitude: "Grandpa, I'll solve it." Here......"
"If Director Weng asks you to go, you will go, our Jian family has always cooperated with the country."
Jian Tianqi bowed his head, his long legs were raised and he was about to leave, but his right arm suddenly tightened.
When he turned around, he saw Ding Ai pinching his sleeve, and a slight surprise flashed in his eyes.
Ding Ai wrinkled her eyebrows and spoke, "Wait a minute," she looked at Director Weng who looked stunned on the side, "Please give me a minute." β
Director Weng nodded a little stunned, and everyone saw that the bride in the phoenix gown ran to the master of ceremonies and asked for a delicate plate wrapped in black flannel, on which there were two silver things shining in the sunlight - it was the wedding ring.
Ding Ai quickly dragged the plate back to Jian Tianqi, and said seriously while picking up the men's model: "You will be my person in the future, be nice to me, you know?" β
Only then did he realize what she was doing, and a little complication suddenly appeared in her eyes when he looked at her condescendingly.
The Ding family did not have any say in front of the Jian family.
Everyone said that the Ding family didn't know what means they used to climb the high branches. The media hype also made this unexpected wedding of the century full of money worship and conspiracy.
But only the two families knew it in their hearts.
This marriage is a transaction forced by the Jane family using their right to speak; And this wedding is nothing more than the superficial work done by the Jian family to take care of the Jane family's own "decency".
The wedding was interrupted repeatedly, and the Jane family did nothing. It's not that the Jian family is incompetent, but for the Jian family, this is not trivial at all, and it also allows Ding Ai to see her status in the Jian family clearly.
It's like now that he wants to assist the police in the investigation, Jian Xingwen waved his hand and said he would go, without mentioning when he would come back.
Jian Tianqi knew that this woman with a heart as fine as dust could also see it. Obviously when he signed the prenuptial property division agreement, he looked so careless, but now he suddenly became obsessed with an unfinished ceremony with him.
The light-colored pupils were as clear as a mirror reflecting his shadow, looking at him fixedly, stubborn and pure, as if there were a thousand words to declare something to him.
Ding Ai only felt that his breathing was tight, and the tips of his fingers holding the ring were cold.
The emotion in her eyes was hot, but the smile on her lips was as light and careless as her lips: "Hey, talk, fool." β
Why look at him with such eyes.
Even if it's a scene.
Even he almost really had to believe that this woman was wholeheartedly and passionately in love with him.
So he said "um".
"Then don't reach out yet."
The simple and elegant platinum wedding ring is set over the man's slender ring finger and sparkles in the sun.
She smiled at him and stretched out her right hand: "You can help me put it on too." β
The man seemed to have collected his thoughts, and his eyes returned to a dark color without waves, but the corners of his thin lips were tightly pursed.
Ding Ai looked at the ring that fell between his ring fingers, and the feelings in his heart seemed to overflow.
She couldn't help but raise her hand and look at the ring again, and then looked up at Jian Tianqi again: "Come back early, I'll wait for you at home." β
Ding Ai didn't notice the shock in the man's eyes after hearing her words, only to find that he looked at her with a strange look.
Ding Ai's heart sank, and he suddenly realized that he might have lost his temper because he forgot his form, and hurriedly put away the overly strong emotions in his eyes.
So she leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Don't pay too much attention to the scene." β
In the next second, she showed her usual casual "Ding smile" again, stood up straight and waved at the man: "Then Third Brother Jian, go and come back quickly." β
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Ding Ai looked at the slender back of the man leaving, and touched his nose a little inexplicably.
Why did he suddenly glare at her before leaving?
What did she do to provoke that ancestor again?