Chapter 2684: Still Such a Temper

But what she didn’t expect was that Di Yimo’s shamelessness would completely shatter her worldview!

Right in front of everyone, he reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards him.

Nangong Xiao: "..."

Yet, in such a situation, it was impossible for her to shake off Di Yimo’s hand...

So awkwardly, the two held hands and stopped in front of the signature wall...

Stopping wasn’t the worst part; the worst was that they had to pose for photos. Nangong Xiao genuinely wanted to die!

Despite feeling all kinds of exasperation inside, they both managed their expressions smoothly, striking familiar poses. They both looked like seasoned veterans, not batting an eye at such occasions, effortlessly radiating presence.

Di Yimo and Nangong Xiao had never appeared together before; this was truly their first time. Naturally, the media was quite thrilled, with the flashes sparkling nonstop.

After standing for a while, the two had to leave, as the next pair of celebrities had already stepped onto the red carpet, and their time was up.

Di Yimo made a graceful gesture, politely asking Nangong Xiao to link her arm through his.

Nangong Xiao: "..."

Despite having all kinds of frustration inside, she had to gracefully and elegantly link her arm through Di Yimo’s.

The two of them walked towards the backstage area together, and Nangong Xiao couldn’t help but glance at Di Yimo, realizing he was astonishingly calm and collected!

It seemed as if he hadn’t been the one doing those things moments ago, or as if he had some form of amnesia, completely forgetting everything he’d just done...

Nangong Xiao pressed her lips together, saying nothing, but her slender brows furrowed slightly, feeling somewhat irritated for no reason.

Once they reached backstage, they were out of the media’s sight, and their next task was to head to the VIP seats.

Nangong Xiao released Di Yimo’s arm. He didn’t mind, casually slipping his hand into his pocket, maintaining his expressionless face without looking sideways, as if Nangong Xiao had turned into a puff of air.

Soon enough, the reception staff approached, politely and respectfully saying, "Mr. Di, Miss Nangong, this way please."

This was the staff leading them to their seats in the VIP area.

Di Yimo nodded, saying nothing as he began to move his feet to follow the staff, but Nangong Xiao, caught up in the moment, called out to him, "Di Yimo, stop right there!"

Di Yimo paused, then turned back, raising an eyebrow indifferently, "What’s up?"

Nangong Xiao suddenly froze, feeling for a moment that the Di Yimo standing before her was so unfamiliar.

"You..." Nangong Xiao’s brows furrowed deeply, looking somewhat aggrieved, she couldn’t help but question, "What do you mean?"

Di Yimo’s brows furrowed as well, appearing somewhat puzzled, but he quickly replied, "What do you mean? I don’t understand what you’re saying."

Nangong Xiao looked at him, her heart seemingly aching, and stubbornly drew back her gaze, looking straight ahead, "Forget it, consider I said nothing."

With that, she took a proud step forward, only to have Di Yimo reach out and grab her.

Nangong Xiao turned back, her brows already knit in anger, even carrying some fury, she couldn’t help but say, "What are you doing?"

Di Yimo curled his lips, "Nangong Xiao, do you want to ask something?"

"Nothing worth asking." Nangong Xiao shook off Di Yimo’s hand and walked away without looking back.

Di Yimo looked at his empty hand and couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, "Ha, still such a temper."

Nangong Xiao heard him, and her back stiffened for a moment, but she neither paused nor turned back.