After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage-Chapter 83 - : Despicable Jerk!
Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Despicable Jerk!
“Hahaha, Miss Ji, you really think too highly of her.” Deelia suddenly covered her mouth and laughed exaggeratedly with a snort, her laughter filled with scorn, so sharp and shrill it could not even be drowned out by the sound of rain!
Ning Yichu was about to retort with a cutting remark when she saw the car door slowly being pushed open from the inside.
Li Lingyang glanced through the curtain of rain at Ning Yichu waiting by the roadside and arrogantly spat out two words, “Get in.”
Ning Yichu, “…” Had he finished dinner so quickly?
Deelia and Ji Shiwang were still amusedly watching her, but deep down Ning Yichu had her own pride; frankly, Deelia and Ji Shiwang were even more repulsive than Li Lingyang.
Ning Yichu gritted her teeth and decisively bent down to get into the Maybach.
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Deelia and Ji Shiwang watched this scene in astonishment.
Could such a luxury car really be here to pick up Ning Yichu?
To own a limited edition Maybach like this, there were no more than three people in the entire Imperial City!
“Humph, so what if someone wealthy came to pick her up? Maybe the guy is just a fat old geezer, in his seventies or eighties, bedridden and immobile, or maybe so ugly no decent person would take a second look at someone who flirts around everywhere like her…”
Swoosh—
The next second, Li Lingyang started the car, carrying Ning Yichu away leisurely. As the vehicle passed by the two women, they inadvertently caught sight of the man’s proud profile at the driver’s seat.
With handsome features and a charming, deep-set countenance, even just his side profile was enough to outshine male models in the entertainment industry!
Deelia was immediately transfixed by the sight. How handsome! Absolutely a top catch…
And judging by his physique, he was exceptionally well-built, a rarity among Imperial City men.
It’s said that such men in bed aren’t any less amazing than European men.
Deelia’s jealousy flared up once again, while Ji Shiwang was struck with intense shock; if she wasn’t mistaken, that was Li Lingyang, the CEO of Li Group?
Could all the gossip she had seen last time be true, that Ning Yichu was getting back together with her ex-husband?
Damn it, if she already had an ex-husband, why bother entangling with Mo Baiyou?
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The car drove away slowly.
Li Lingyang glanced at her and saw that she was a bit damp from the rain. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he reached into the storage compartment with the other, taking out a towel and handing it to her with a touch of authoritative dominance, “Dry yourself.”
Ning Yichu glanced at him, wondering why he was suddenly so kind today.
But she still accepted the towel and politely thanked him.
“Where to?”
Ning Yichu asked Fan YuKe in WeChat if she should go pick up Ningning, but Fan YuKe said they had already taken Ningning home.
“Junyue Mansion.”
Li Lingyang turned at the next intersection and the car headed towards another street.
Then there was silence between the two.
Until Ning Yichu’s phone suddenly rang.
“Mr. Mo?”
The magnetic and pleasant voice of Mo Baiyou came from the receiver, “Has the competition ended? How did it go?”
“Thanks to Mr. Mo, the competition is over and I’ve successfully made it to the finals,” Ning Yichu responded with a smile. But remembering how she had snubbed the organizers and judges just before, she couldn’t help feeling anxious as she looked towards Li Lingyang.
Li Lingyang accurately caught the uncertainty in her eyes and suddenly slammed on the brakes.
Due to the massive inertia, Ning Yichu’s body jerked violently and she failed to keep a grip on her phone, which clumsily dropped to the ground.
Mo Baiyou heard a loud noise and anxiously asked repeatedly, “Yichu? Yichu, are you alright…”
Ning Yichu, shoulder aching from the seatbelt’s constriction, glared fiercely at Li Lingyang.
“Sorry, I slipped.” Li Lingyang replied indifferently with a mute lip shape. He looked so irritatingly smug.
This despicable, rotten man!!
Ning Yichu silently cursed him in her mind, then picked up her phone that had fallen under the seat.
“Mr. Mo, I’m fine. My phone just accidentally fell on the floor…”
“The rain seems to have gotten heavier outside. Do you want me to come and pick you up?” Mo Baiyou’s voice sounded as calm and gentle as ever.
Ning Yichu was already in Li Lingyang’s car, naturally she couldn’t let him go through the trouble, “I’ll be home soon, no need for you to come over…”
Just as Ning Yichu finished speaking, and Mo Baiyou was about to remind her to stay safe and warm, a chilly male voice suddenly interrupted from within the quiet car—
“Are you done talking? The noise is ruining my mood for driving.”
Li Lingyang’s domineering voice suddenly pierced through the air, causing Ning Yichu to frown slightly. On instinct, she reached to cover her phone—as if Mo Baiyou were to hear this, he would surely think she was the one being impatient!
However, her instinctive move just made Li Lingyang seem all the more objectionable.
Was she so afraid of Mo Baiyou finding out she was with him?
From the other end of the phone, Mo Baiyou naturally heard the male voice and realized it was Li Lingyang. Waves of emotion flickered in his deep eyes, but eventually, they calmed as he pretended to say, “Where did you find this driver? He has quite the temper.”
“I found him through DiDi Taxi. A bad-tempered and petty driver—must have been dropped on his head as a kid. I’ll be sure to give him a bad review!”
Hearing Ning Yichu go along with him, thinking that she hadn’t given it much thought, Mo Baiyou let out a soft laugh, “That bad? Then you must complain about him.”
“Mhm.”
Li Lingyang’s handsome face turned dark with anger.
He had come specially to take her home and they accuse him of being brain-damaged??
After hanging up, Ning Yichu felt the air conditioning in the car ramp up, making her shiver. She drew in a deep breath, “Stop the car, I want to get out.”
Li Lingyang sneered coldly, “Afraid your lover will find out you’re riding in my car back?”
“…” Ning Yichu was speechless with him, how did it get back to Mo Baiyou again? She pointed directly to a nearby intersection, “Just there is fine, thank you, President Li, for the ride home today.”
Li Lingyang raised his voice in displeasure, “I’m asking you how far you’ve gone with Mo Baiyou?”
Ning Yichu, “…” Is he sick in the head?
“Speak!” Seeing her silence, Li Lingyang’s tone grew even colder and he didn’t slow down at the intersection, instead, he floored the accelerator, picking up speed.
Ning Yichu was furious but upon seeing his sullen face, worried to provoke an accident, she softened her tone, “We are just ordinary colleagues, with a superior-subordinate relationship, are you satisfied with that answer?”
Of course, he was not satisfied! Would a superior-subordinate care to specially check if she needed a ride because it was raining?
Li Lingyang looked at her intently for a moment before finally slowing the car down and dropping her off at the Junyue Mansion complex entrance.
Ning Yichu quickly pushed open the car door and ran out, at least managing to thank him, when a gust of wind blew by and she saw Li Lingyang had already started the car and zoomed away.
“…”
Rolling her eyes at his silent departure, Ning Yichu ran back home as the rain had lightened significantly.
Fan YuKe had already returned home with Ningning.
After attending the audition, the photographer had told them to wait for the results at home and they’d be notified within three days.
Seeing Ning Yichu back, Ningning squirmed down from the sofa, pattering over to kneel at the shoe cabinet door. She pulled out a pair of soft slippers, offering them up with a pleasing smile, “Mommy, change shoes.”
“Thank you, baby~” The sight of the soft and cute little girl instantly dissipated all of Ning Yichu’s irritation from her lousy father.
After changing her shoes, Ning Yichu habitually went to wash her hands, then came back to give Ningning a big hug, and with keen eyes, she noticed the little girl’s hair seemed to be styled into a special little hairstyle, still smelling faintly of hair gel.
Ningning quickly wriggled out of her embrace—that was the work of the makeup artist during the shoot. The little girl loved feeling pretty.
“Mommy, you don’t need to mess up my hair.”
“You even have a hairstyle today. Did your godmother do it?” Ning Yichu asked in wonder.
