I Make Millions with My Overbearing CEO Snake Husband - Chapter 27
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Chapter 27 I’m Not Fat
Shiraj had been waiting in his car at the dormitory building for a long time. When Ning Ruxing got in the car, Shiraj was still yawning. Ning Ruxing gave Shiraj a portion of the breakfast she had bought and asked, “What’s wrong? Did you play all night again?”
Shiraj was a little embarrassed. He rarely did this in the past, but this time, he had woken up too early. Moreover, he had to admit that he was old. Shiraj waved his hand and said faintly,”No, it’s just that I’m old and my body is a little weak.”
Ning Ruxing ate the breakfast in her hand and drank a mouthful of hot soy milk. How old was Shiraj? How dare he say that he was old? Ning Ruxing said bluntly,”How old are you? You’re not even thirty.”
Shiraj turned a little embarrassed. In fact, there had been no problem before, but for some reason, he was getting weaker and weaker these two days, as if his body had been hollowed out. Shiraj said, “Boss, you don’t know. It’s normal for the body of men over thirty years old to go downhill.”
When Ning Ruxing heard this, she couldn’t help but think of a certain person who always looked full of energy. She didn’t know if he was thirty years old or not. Shiraj looked at Ning Ruxing through the rearview mirror and said jokingly,”Eat less, you’ve put on weight. Look at your little belly.”
Hearing this, Ning Ruxing immediately narrowed her eyes. Wasn’t Shiraj weak? He dared to say that she was fat? “It seems that I have to teach Shiraj a lesson when I have time,” said Ning Ruxing.
“I’m not fat.
“Drive properly if you want your bonus.”
Many athletes didn’t eat before a game, but Ning Ruxing never stopped eating. If she was hungry, she wouldn’t be able to skate. So before a game, she had to eat her fill to perform well.
Ning Ruxing lowered her head to look at her stomach. She was indeed a little fatter than before. Perhaps she had eaten too much roasted meat yesterday, but this was nothing. Ning Ruxing was 171 cm tall and only weighed about 50 kg. Her small stomach did not seem too much of an issue.
Shiraj sent Ning Ruxing to the competition venue and left immediately. He wanted to go back and get some sleep. The competition would not end until the afternoon. Ning Ruxing walked in and when she passed the parking lot, she saw a familiar Bentley. The color was exactly the same. If she had not seen Shiraj driving away, Ning Ruxing would have suspected that it was her car.
Ning Ruxing couldn’t help but wonder if this car model was very popular recently. Otherwise, why would there be so many people buying? Ning Ruxing walked into the venue and saw a familiar staff member. She greeted him along the way, then went backstage to change and put on makeup.
In the waiting area, a girl who was three years younger than Ning Ruxing started to tremble because of nervousness. Ning Ruxing, who often participated in all kinds of competitions, didn’t know how to be nervous at all. She even took out her phone and casually scrolled through the internet as the broadcast speaker called her name.
“Contestant number forty-one, Ning Xing.”
This was a nickname given by her coach. Like many celebrities, they used stage names. Ning Ruxing checked her ice skates. There was no problem. Her movements were as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water as she slid into the competition ground. She held her head high and her chest out. As soon as she entered the venue, she heard the cheers of the audience.
All these years of participating in all sorts of competitions, big and small, had given Ning Ruxing a group of fans. In the world of figure skating, Ning Xing was a little famous. Ning Ruxing also felt that there was a special gaze on her.
The gaze came from the VIP seats in the audience, usually occupied by big shots and sponsors of the competition. Although Ning Ruxing felt it, in order not to affect the competition, she ignored the gaze.
After all, it was the finals and she couldn’t be distracted at all. Even a single waver could affect the final score. Ning Ruxing was like a dancing butterfly on stage, very agile and in high spirits.
Ning Ruxing completed her routine perfectly without any mistakes. She stopped in the middle of the field and bowed slowly. At this time, she looked in the direction of the gaze just now and was stunned. It was Jin Yebei.
The audience also threw the dolls in their hands onto the stage. This was the rule of this industry. The audience could throw the dolls in their hands to the contestants they liked. Ning Ruxing was dazed for a few seconds in the rain of dolls.