Lunar New Year's eve

Style: Girl Author: Shi JingjingWords: 2241Update Time: 24/02/20 13:50:07
Li Ying played with the warming needle in his hand.

Recalling the scene in the hotel, Xu Jingxi calmly threw the car keys to the security guard as soon as he entered the hotel.

It was the lobby manager who pressed the elevator silently and skillfully, smiled and bowed to send them up.

All the way from the elevator to the suite, Xu Jingxi looked at her with wet cheeks and asked if she was afraid.

Not afraid.

The young man and woman entered the hotel late at night. They were so dizzy that they didn't think much about it. They just wanted to have a warm place to lie down.

Li Ying lay back on the sofa and looked out the window, easily overlooking the night view of Bauhinia City.

The sentence that depicts the emperor comes to mind: "The golden house is made up to serve the night, and the jade house is drunk and spring is over."

This made her unable to sleep and dialed Li Ting's video.

The deafening music over there returned to silence after a moment: "Where are you in the middle of the night? Why is it not the bed in the apartment?"

Li Ying huddled in the corner of the sofa and slowly crossed her legs: "Wangfujing."

Li Ting: "Are the preparations for the annual exhibition ready? Can I run around?"

At this time, Li Ying was like a young girl in love, always having many things that she couldn't figure out. She said to herself: "You said, he didn't buy me medicine himself, nor did he touch my forehead to ask if I felt uncomfortable. Simply What do you mean by sending her to the hotel and then leaving after my fever has subsided?"

"..."

Li Ying lowered her head and fiddled with her fingernails, waiting for the Neptune, who had been in love for five times, to answer her questions.

"Liu Huaiying?"

"no."

Li Ting was lighting up a cigarette, and then she laughed stupidly when the smoke came out of her mouth.

"Where's Mr. Jing, Liu Huaiying and the other noble sons, don't they just spend their youth sleeping with girls? Haven't you seen it yourself? Look, you are beautiful, with a small waist and plump hips."

Li Ying thought about it: "He shouldn't be such a person."

"What are they like? What are their identities and backgrounds? Can you see through their true nature?" Li Ting asked with a smile.

Li Ying reached for the water glass, "I can't tell you. Sometimes it's good, and sometimes it's terrible."

Li Ting: "Call him directly and ask him, why are you pretending to him? Can you pretend to be better than those people?"

really.

She can't even pretend to be Liu Huaiying, so how can she outplay Xu Jingxi.

On the surface, Liu Huaiying looks like she belongs to a wealthy family. She is generous, polite, and has a clean life in her circle of friends. But privately, she engages in nightlife that shatters her moral bottom line. Don't even think about showing their faces when taking photos.

Li Ying lowered her head to find slippers to wear: "I don't have that person's number."

"Okay, he can't leave you in the hotel at this point." Li Ting said.

"Please rest when you are sick. If you can't stay alone in Sijiu City, buy a plane ticket and come to Sanya to see me and entertain you."

-

That night, Li Ying didn't stay in the hotel.

At five o'clock in the morning, I made an appointment to go back to Huajiadi. I always had the box of ibuprofen release capsules given by Xu Jingxi in my pocket.

She didn't wait for Xu Jingxi to think of her at any moment in the hotel, so she called the guest room to say hello.

She also wanted to tell him in a bad way: I will not wait for you to come back Xu Jingxi

After recovering from the illness, it is even more unlikely to meet Xu Jingxi again in the future.

After all, if you didn't put in all the effort, where would there be so many opportunities to meet him by chance.

She couldn't find a reason to ask the white-glove driver: Is Mr. Xu busy? Do you still need a car in the parking lot downstairs?

Editing the text message with his fingers, he sent it to the white-glove driver: "Please also tell Mr. Xu, thank you for his hospitality. I am fine."

After that, I was busy with the gallery all day long.

It’s the twenty-seventh day of winter, and there are three days left before the Spring Festival.

The gallery successfully exhibited, with major Internet companies sponsoring and investing money behind it. Quite a coincidence, it is a painting of a senior fellow from the same school who has already settled overseas.

The works are signed to Sister Zhang, who will do the exhibition sales.

As a guide, Li Ying introduced the celebrities who came one by one.

The youngest girl who came to see the painting must be the same age as her. Perhaps it was the first time I entered a gallery, and I was alone in the corner, silently looking at paintings.

Li Ying stepped forward and patiently introduced the artist's name and painting style. The other person just smiled and nodded.

Suddenly I heard a girl ask.

"Do you know where he is?"

The tone of that voice was crisp and charming.

Li Ying was stunned and looked up in a daze. Two seconds later, "Excuse me, who are you asking."

Which ta.

The other party just looked at her quietly and smiled.

"I'm not asking you, do you want those two paintings you just mentioned?" The girl said with a smile, stepped on extremely thin high heels, and left with a swaying pace. There was a faint smell of perfume left in the air. Klian ice rose scent.

The backless purple dress she was wearing couldn't be said to be of a good brand, but it was quite expensive. It made her body and bones look as delicate and hot as the model in the painting.

She didn't know who this wealthy girl was. She didn't come to see the paintings, and she didn't seem to have much intention to appreciate them. She just came to ask. What exactly to ask, Li Ying thought about for a long time.

Ayao, who is the curator of this exhibition, patted her shoulder: "Do you know that girl? Why don't you take her to the second floor and let her see more? She is wearing high-end goods and maybe she can buy them." .”

Li Ying smiled: "It's our first time seeing you."

Ayao looked at the girl's back: "How could there be such a beautiful and charming woman? At first, I thought Sister Zhang had invited some little star to come over to help, but I didn't expect that she was here to buy paintings."

After returning to the apartment, Li Ying thought of Liu Huaiying.

Send the video from the exhibition to Liu Huaiying: "Is this beautiful sister your confidante?"

for a long time.

Liu Huaiying: "Is something wrong? Can you find another way to chat with me?"

It seems Liu Huaiying doesn’t know him.

"Li Ying, have you figured it out? It's still too late to regret now."

Smile, it is childish for the young master to lose his temper.

Li Ying simply sent a few fireworks emoticons.

The message comes again.

Liu Huaiying: "Just tell me why the private suite in the hotel was blocked and fined. Is it related to you?"

Li Ying didn't reply.

It seems that Xu Jingxi acted decisively.

Previously, Liu Huaiying took her to the hotel suite several times, and there was everything in it.

Liu Huaiying always murmured: "My biological father said that if anyone dares to show off at the foot of the imperial city, he will chop off my hand."

Definitely drunk.

Li Ying: "Let him chop it"

-

Lunar New Year's eve.

The exhibition ended perfectly. Sister Zhang hosted a banquet at Tongying Hotel, with Sanlitun downstairs.

On New Year's Eve that year, Li Ying stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the crowded New Year's Eve party. She lowered her head and sent a message to Ms. Wang Yanhe and Principal Li.

Happy New Year's Eve.

Ms. Wang Yanhe and Principal Li had a reunion dinner at home with their cats.

I had the urge to go home for that second, so I went home immediately, hugged Ms. Wang Yanhe and gave her a kiss.

Next to her, Sister Zhang was shaking a red wine glass in her hand and stood watching the night view with her: "Come to Sister Zhang's house in Tahe Middle Court tomorrow. Although it's a bit far, I'll ask my husband to pick you up."

Li Ying shook her head: "Thank you, Sister Zhang. It's too troublesome."

Putting down the red wine glass, Sister Zhang smiled and took out a red envelope from her Hermès bag and stuffed it into her hand.

"If you go home too, I won't be able to keep myself busy at all. Yingying deserves it as a Spring Festival red envelope."