This time, she stepped into Shang Jin's study.
Only the huge French window at the side was able to see the scenery of the entire Jingshan Villa.
Jian Ning squinted at him, and suddenly heard her own violent heartbeat.
Such a person shouldn't be sitting on a wheelchair.
Jian Ning's gaze fell on his leg and became curious, but when she lifted her head and saw Shang Jin's eyes, she instantly disappeared.
What did he say? Curiosity killed the cat.
Jian Ning didn't want to be that sad cat at all, especially when she was facing people like Shang Jin, who were slightly abnormal.
"Mr. Shang," Jian Ning straightened her expression and said solemnly, "There is only one matter that I wish to seek your opinion on." I don't want you to object to putting a gun to my head afterwards.
"What is it?"
After Jian Ning heard this, he told Shang Yue's news in detail.
"Go, why not?" Shang Jin raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, "I've said it before, as my partner, you have the right to be willful and unruly."
"And that day, I will be your partner and will go with you."
"AHH!" Jian Ning was slightly stunned.
"What? You have an objection?"
"No …." Jian Ning came back to reality with an embarrassed look on her face, "No objections."
… ….
Three days later.
As the special venue for Shang Yue's female dress show, Shang Xingxuan was bustling with noise and excitement today. Countless flashing lights flooded in from all directions. The scene was as big as the wedding that day.
This season, Shangyue's dress brands featured the "elegance" and "extravagance" that most famous women loved, so other than the models on the T stage, most of them were invited women from noble families and their male partners.
The press conference was divided into two stages, one for the models, and the other for the Hong Kong celebrities.
When Jian Ning and Shang Jin arrived at the scene, they attracted everyone's attention as expected.
After all, one of them was the current president of the imperial company, while the other was the bride that the president of the imperial company had snatched away from her wedding.
Today, Jian Ning was wearing a red dress with crystal high heels that matched each other. She looked even more beautiful and elegant, not losing out to Shang Yue as the chief designer.
Beside her was Shang Jin, who was standing beside her. He was dressed in a silver grey suit, and even though he was sitting on a wheelchair, his handsome face that looked like it was carved from a knife or an axe, and the slight curve of his lips, still attracted the infatuated gazes of the ladies present.
"Did you see that?" "That person is the First President of the Di Clan …"
"The one beside him is rumored to be Miss Jane's house. He took her away from the wedding …"
"If you ask me, she is just a woman who wants to climb onto the Shang Young Master's bed. Shameless!"
The companion beside her glanced at her in disdain. You look down on her, so you should first retract the envy and jealousy in your eyes.
Whispering voices continuously sounded from the surroundings, but Jian Ning did not seem to care at all. After revealing herself slightly, she found a remote corner and sat down. As for Shang Jin, he had long since disappeared without a trace after entering the arena.
Jian Ning did not mind, since Song Ge was still following her, it would not be her turn to worry.