No matter how intoxicated others were, that night was still a little different for Li Ying.
She had a dream when she was lying on the sofa and taking a nap. She hugged a man, with a faint smell of tobacco. His shoulders were broad and strong. He leaned over her ear and asked softly what was wrong.
Xu Jingxi's face was blurry and unreal.
When I woke up, I posted the work I had finished overnight to my friends circle. A ray of white moonlight shone in, and the little girl leaned on the window sill to watch the starry night. Liu Huaiying’s first comment can be sold to him.
I really want to block him, but somehow I like to watch him post on WeChat Moments. I am very curious whether Xu Jingxi has the same moral bottom line as him.
Even if it is clear, Xu Jingxi rarely plays with Liu Huaiying unless there are cooperation discussions with the Liu family.
The painting was finally handed over to the white-gloved driver, who said it was to take care of the fever that night.
White-glove driver: "Mr. Xu has no hobby of collecting art works, but I will leave it to him to try tomorrow."
She waved and turned her head, her long black hair loosely coiled half way up with an oil paint brush, "That's okay, I don't expect Mr. Xu to like it, but gifts must be given out."
Just walked back to the gallery in a cool manner.
"If he loses it, he just throws it away. It's worthless. I have a lot of this kind of painting. For those who practice, only that idiot Liu Huaiying would spend 300,000 to buy it." She also said.
The New Year passed like this, which was expected by Li Ying. There was no one he knew here, and all his classmates from school went home.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Xu Jingxi returned to the Xu family.
Meet the elders.
The study room in Furong Garden on the back hill.
The lake was frozen and no flowers were blooming. Xu Jingxi sat in a mahogany chair and browsed the Ethereum block website. After a while, his attention returned to the paper documents on the desktop.
Xiao Li carefully handed the painting to the man at the desk who was reading the approval document.
"On New Year's Day, I went to see the little girl from Huajia Di to pick up the painting. She said it was a New Year's gift for you."
Xu Jingxi raised his eyelids lightly and said, "She is in Beijing." After a pause, he reached out to take the corner of the frame and held it easily in his hand, "She doesn't look like she is from Beijing."
"It's because she didn't go back to her hometown to celebrate the New Year. She works part-time." Xiao Li answered.
During the Chinese New Year, the little girl stayed in Beijing in a different place. She painted alone in the studio until early morning, spending the transition between the old and the new like this.
It was snowing lightly, and she was wearing a little less. She was standing on the street near Gate 4 of Jiuxian early. She was a little pitiful but very sincere, and said with a smile, "Please come here."
She has a face that makes people unable to bear to brush off her good intentions, but the innocence and unsophistication of this female college student really makes people unable to reject her.
This is the reason why Xiao Li was willing to go to Huajia to get the paintings.
The painting was placed casually on the table by Xu Jingxi, "Sell it according to the market conditions."
Xiao Li has no research on painting, "I don't know, she stayed up late painting and came out of 798 Studio on the morning of New Year's Day."
"I didn't drive you that day. I was bored, so I went to get it without permission. I'm sorry."
Xu Jingxi bent down, opened the drawer, and took out a few wads of brand-new banknotes, the latest banknotes this year.
"You go to Huajiadi."
Xiao Li nodded and put the banknotes into his handbag.
Buried underground for thousands of years, the rich and powerful young master has never seen any good things, and rarely accepts gifts. He has everything you don't have, so who can give him good things if he needs it. The money was not heavy in his hands, and it was not like he was just spending it to reward the little girl. His behavior could not describe the feeling of pity.
Xu Jingxi casually leaned back in his chair and looked at the thin snow outside the window. His heart seemed to drift outside the hospital. After a long time, the lighter clicked, and the cigarette was silently held on his lips. In the smoke, the person was tasteless.
"Hasn't she been selling money with Liu Huaiying and the others in the northern suburbs these past two days?"
Xiao Li, who had just stepped across the threshold, paused and turned around: "Probably not. If you don't like this painting, she said you can throw it away at any time."
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Li Ying was too lazy to cook, and the delivery boy was busier than her in the past two days, so she had to go out to eat at a restaurant on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.
When entering the elevator, I met Li Ting's boyfriend, whom I had met several times and was familiar with.
It's just that the upstairs seems to be a hotel.
Meng Xiuyuan recognized her when he saw her early, and asked with a serious look, "You are in the capital, is Tingting also there?"
Isn't that your girlfriend? Are you asking her?
After a long silence, Li Ying remained polite: "She has returned to Sanya."
Meng Xiuyuan nodded and reached for the elevator: "Do I need to treat you to dinner?"
The student on the finance side has been talking to Li Ting for two years, and Li Ying has noticed everything. At first, Li Ting planned to rent a house with him in Huajiadi to live a small life, but he didn't want to because it was far away from his campus.
She was not interested in getting to know her best friend's ambiguous partner in depth, so she put her bag on her shoulder and said, "I just finished eating."
Meng Xiuyuan turned his head sideways and stretched his neck, "Don't get me wrong, are you coming to my place to play on Valentine's Day? I have a buddy who wants to make friends with you."
Li Ying was stunned for a while: "Is it Valentine's Day?"
You're like a silly girl, don't you even know about Valentine's Day?
The elevator door opened, and the private elevator opposite opened just in time, and a noble figure stepped out.
As if they were face to face, I looked up and saw Xu Jingxi, wearing a dark black French suit with platinum buttons, standing in the elevator, following someone, as if he was here to talk.
He didn't pay much attention to her and stepped out of the elevator.
Meng Xiuyuan got out of the elevator earlier than her and left early. When the elevator door almost closed again, Li Ying came to her senses and walked out in a hurry.
After Xu Jingxi whispered to the friend who was following him, he shifted his gaze to look at her.
"Is he your little boyfriend?"
Li Ying looked up with a stunned expression, knowing that he was asking herself.
The two walked out of the glass door.
"What do you think?" On Valentine's Day, the 36th floor is the hotel, but she didn't tell the truth.
"Why don't you follow him and come to me?"
Caught off guard by Xu Jingxi's rhetorical question, she told the truth seriously: "Why does he want me to go with him if he doesn't like me?"
He smiled, always a bit naughty, "I just like you?"
“…”
She pursed her lips, and her eyes suddenly became wet when she looked at him. She quickly turned her head and walked quickly in front of Xu Jingxi. She seemed aggrieved, lowered her head, and remained silent.
Xu Jingxi laughed and got into the Hongqi car parked on the porch.
The rear door opened, and he might not have rushed to close it. Li Ying was passing by when she left, and her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and she was dragged into the car with a strong force.
He didn't react to what he was doing. He was sitting firmly on Xu Jingxi's strong thighs, holding her tightly in his arms. His big hands wrapped around her exposed slender legs and pushed her ambiguously into his arms.
She didn't wear trousers when she went out, only a knee-length knitted skirt. The man's hands were so warm that Li Ying shrank uneasily in his arms.
His voice was calm and gentle: "Follow me."
The white-gloved driver pressed the door button, slowly stepped on the accelerator, and drove off the porch.
