Nan Wanyue had observed Emperor Shijing's whereabouts in the past few days, as well as his sudden change in mood.
But these don't seem to have much in common with Nan Zhiyi.
She was anxious and happy.
Finally, that bitch Nan Zhiyi stopped clinging to A Jing. She must seize this opportunity to take the initiative!
As for the method...
Of course, he wanted to let others publicize that the good times between himself and A Jing were approaching, and expand public opinion.
The Di family will definitely find a way to end this.
When the time comes, I will go find Song Liqin, blow my mind, and implement this matter completely. Even if A Jing is not willing, there is no way to stop it!
Thinking of this, Nan Wanyue raised a smile, took out her mobile phone, found the number of a college classmate, and asked her to go out for dinner tonight.
It was around seven o'clock in the evening, in a French restaurant with high-end decoration.
Nan Wanyue wore a light pink strapless skirt, her hair was slightly styled, and she also sprayed a little perfume on her body.
Wherever she walked, she attracted the attention of many men.
Even Wang Simao, his college classmate who was dating tonight, when he saw Nan Wanyue, his fascinated eyes were staring at her without blinking, and there was a surprise in his eyes that could not be concealed.
When Nan Wanyue saw the other person's eyes, a trace of vain satisfaction flashed in her heart.
She sat down opposite him gracefully and greeted with a sweet smile, "Si Mao, long time no see!"
When the man heard Nan Wanyue's voice, he couldn't hide the ambiguity in his tone, "Wanyue, I didn't expect that you would contact me again. I thought that we would never meet again in this life."
To be honest, Nan Wanyue was disgusted with him talking to her in this tone.
No matter before or now, she looked down on this man.
But when she thought of using him to do things, Nan Wanyue smiled and said, "How could it be possible? It's just that I'm too busy at work. Let's talk about old times later and see what we want to eat first. I heard This restaurant…”
Nan Wanyue began to use her acting skills again and thoughtfully recommended delicious food to Wang Simao.
At the dinner table, both of them seemed to be enjoying themselves.
When the meal was almost over, Nan Wanyue showed a tangled and embarrassed look.
Wang Simao's adoring eyes had been staring at her, and now he asked: "Wanyue, what's wrong?"
Nan Wanyue was a little tangled and embarrassed and said, "I remember that you were the director of a news weekly, right? Actually, I asked you tonight because I have something to ask you for help..."
She pretended to be embarrassed to trouble others again.
When Wang Simao was in college, he was obsessed with Nan Wanyue, not to mention that Nan Wanyue is now more mature and good-looking than before.
Facing his goddess, he will refuse nothing.
"What's the matter, Wanyue, you know, it's my honor to be able to help you. You don't have to be embarrassed. Tell me, what can I do for you?"
In front of Nan Wanyue, there is no doubt that Wang Simao is her licking dog.
When Nan Wanyue heard this, she felt happy, knowing that the other party had taken the bait!
She began to tell Wang Simao her purpose...
Almost the next morning, news that something good was coming for the Di family had spread in Kyoto.
Not only the trending headlines in newspapers, but also 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 news push on her phone. She accidentally glanced at it and happened to see it.
[A happy event for Dishi Group is approaching, Young Master Di is about to get married]
The title clearly fell into his eyes, and Nan Zhiyi was obviously startled, and then his expression returned to his natural state.
But inside, I felt a little blocked for no reason.
…
Emperor Jinglan's Mansion.
Di Shijing had breakfast with the two little ones early in the morning. What he held in his hand was the financial newspaper of the day.
Xiao Hanchuan was scrolling through his cell phone and saw the news that "The Emperor is about to get married" all over the place, his face was filled with astonishment.
Brother Jing is getting married?
Did he read that correctly?
After looking at it a few more times in disbelief to confirm that he had read it correctly, Xiao Hanchuan raised his head and asked Di Shijing with a shocked expression, "Brother Jing, are you getting married? With whom? Why are there so many news on the Internet? I haven’t seen you tell me anything about this matter.”
When the two little ones heard this, they immediately looked at Xiao Hanchuan.
The scumbag daddy is getting married?
The two little ones looked at Di Shijing with unhappy faces and asked, "Daddy, is what Uncle Xiao said true? Are you getting married? To whom?"
The two cute little faces with cute breasts were both tense.
It seemed that as long as Di Shijing said yes, they could throw the bowl.
Di Shijing glanced at the message on Xiao Hanchuan's phone, frowned, and said to them, "It's fake."
"Fake?"
Xiao Hanchuan looked away from the gossip, a little speechless, "The media today is so brave, even the Di family dares to write random things!"
Zhou Yi, who had just entered the house, heard this and saw that the mood of the two little ones was affected, so he took the initiative and said, "Master, I'm going to check what's going on."
Di Shijing said: "No need. This kind of news will disappear on its own when the popularity subsides. There is no need to waste time on this kind of fake news."
He was in a bad mood at the moment and couldn't care less.
However, what they didn't expect was that because of Dishi's lack of clarification, outsiders believed that this matter was true.
For one morning, melon-eating people were active online, and this matter became more and more intense...
Nan Zhiyi entered the research room in the morning and did not pay attention to this matter.
When she went out for lunch at noon, Annie happened to come over with a few documents in her hands. When she saw Nan Zhiyi, she quickly said to her, "Aletta, we may go to Gu's in the afternoon, their research institute, the last The fusion of the formula didn’t seem to go smoothly, and it frequently failed at the last moment.”
"How could this happen?" Nan Zhiyi asked doubtfully.
I have tested her formula myself and there is absolutely no problem.
Annie shook her head and said, "I don't know, I have already made an appointment with Mr. Gu."
Nan Zhiyi pinched her eyebrows helplessly, feeling a little weak and tired.
There is already so much work on my side that I can never finish it.
But she had no choice but to cooperate with Gu, so she could only make one trip.
Not long after lunch, Nan Zhiyi called Annie and set off to Gu's together.
On the way, Nan Zhiyi turned on his cell phone.
The ones listed on the hot searches were still the ones she saw in the morning.
The news that Emperor Shijing was getting married was not only not dropped, but also spread like wildfire.
Nan Zhiyi subconsciously squeezed the phone tightly, feeling even more anxious.
"Aletta, what's wrong? Gu's problem 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 couldn't help but asked worriedly.
"It's okay, I'm thinking about something else."
Nan Zhiyi shook her head, put her phone into her bag, and stopped reading those annoying messages.
