The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 107

Aaron’s gaze paused on her for two seconds. Atter feeling briefly surprised, he quickly accepted her arrangement own, “Okay, FRlisten to you.” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Now & was ana’s turn to be slightly surprised.

nana tilted her hoad, with teasing hidden in her smile, “Mr. Dale, do you trust me that much?”

Did the words just now about not needing to prepare sound very unreliable, didn’t it?

Unsestat. Aaron who was usually serious agreed without even asking.

Sving Dana’s shy and flattered look, Aaron’s heart was touched. He really wanted to stroke her head.

Aaron resisted the impulse, smiling warmly, “Is it bad to trust you?”

“Hmm. It’s not that bad.” Ziana said honestly, “I just think you are too calm.”

Aaron took out the saxophone with a smile, “You are my partner, who do I trust if I don’t trust you? Moreover, having soen your performance before, I think you will definitely be able to bring on an amazing show this time.”

Dana telt very comfortable atter being praised, and hurriedly flattered him, “No, no, no, this show must be perfect

with Mr. Dale.”

It worked for Aaron, too.

Which man didn’t like a woman’s heartfelt compliments? Especially since the woman was the one he was fascinated

by:

The atmosphere between the two returned to the casual it was before.

Aaron really needed to practice the music score. He and Ziana ran gag for a while before starting to practice.

Thus was the first collaboration between him and Ziana on stage.

Aaron hoped that he could be in the best condition to accompany her to complete this performance and he could leave a strong impression on her heart.

Aaron was practicing the score, while Ziana was playing with her mobile phone.

Ziana had long been tamiliar with her score, so there was no need to practice it.

But in order to maintain the teeling, a casual rehearsal tomorrow was enough.

The two didn’t bother each other.

As the morning approached, the camera in the room was turned on at some point.

So the netizens who stayed in the live room of Love 101 saw the two people in the live show, a handsome man and a beautiful woman They were still the same as yesterday, no one talked to the other. It seemed that during the first day of the live show, the intimacy and interaction between the two people were all take.

[Haven’t my baby son and daughter reconciled yet? They are having a cold war, which makes me shiver from the cold outside the screen!]

[OMG! The couple 1 ship can’t really be take, right?)

[Always root tor the Canzia Couple! The Rain Couple is take!]

[What’s the matter with Ziana? Even it she is sulky, is it appropriate for her not to prepare for the show and just play

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with her mobile phone here? Why doesn’t she have any sense of community? Please quit if she doesn’t want to participate in the show!)

[1 really don’t know why some people like this kind of person! Does she think she’s popular enough to make her into the top six, so she’s starting to make no more effort?]

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The netizens had everything to say, but the two parties in the live show knew nothing, about it.

At the end of today’s show, Ziana only to see that she was mentioned on the trending, list on Instagram again. Among them, the topic of “Ziana Scott, the Queen of Making, No Efforts” topped the trending list, followed by the topic of “The Rain Couple Come To A Bad End”.

She clicked in and took a quick glance.

Regarding the guesses and discussions of netizens, Ziana only felt that they were imaginative, and she didn’t say

much.

As an artist, one must be prepared and aware of being discussed by the public.

As long as she was not deliberately smeared and slandered, she didn’t care.

Ziana quit WhatsApp and went to WhatsApp to manage the fans. Not surprisingly, she saw a message from the stodgy man again.

[Mr. Lift: I am happy today, so more training on my waist.]

[Mr. Lift: Celebrate my wife and Aaron come to a bad end!]

[Mr. Lift: [picture]]

The photo sent was of his strong waist.

The man should have just finished training, the crystal clear sweat slid down the texture of his waist, and when it reached his perfect Apollo’s Belt, it disappeared into the underpants.