Ning Qing, We Have Made A Pact, You Are Not Allowed To Forget Me

What did he realize?

Ning Qing's instincts told her that it was not something healthy.

She glared at the man and used her two small hands to cover her ears. She said, "I don't want to hear it."

"You really don't want to hear it?" The man pecked her soft lips and spat out a word: "Films."

At this moment, Ning Qing's small face was crimson red. She stretched out her hand to push the man's chest and said, "Lu Shaoming, is it okay to ruin your brother like that?"

Lu Shaoming was in a good mood as he lifted his brows. It was great!

Ning Qing: "..."

She thought of the image of Zhou Dayuan that she had in her mind. Of the people she knew personally, Zhou Dayuan was the most mesmerizing in his craft. He wore a white lab coat and acted like an angel protecting the world. He was straightforward and pure, allowing others to feel at ease.

It was hard to think of that relationship that he had with Jian Han.