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Chapter 286 They Stand Together Like a Painting

The car door opened and walked down alone.

He was wearing a black suit and a white shirt. The moment he got off the car, the aura around him made the light fall on him.

People naturally look over.

Lin Lian also looked over casually.

With just one glance, she was fixed.

The expensive suits, handmade leather shoes, and expensive watches exposed on his wrists, he wrote the words "low luxury" all over his body.

Lin Lian's nails were embedded in his palms, and the calmness in his eyes torn apart, and deep hatred surged.

She hasn't thought about Zhan Lianshi anymore during this period.

But not thinking that he does not mean that he does not exist in this world.

On the contrary, he exists.

And live very clearly in every corner of her.

But she didn't expect she would see him so soon.

And as soon as I saw him, the scene of that night came, like a movie.

Her lips were pursed, and the emotions in her eyes became stronger.

Maybe her gaze was too strong, Zhan Lianshi looked over.

Almost for a moment, he grabbed her gaze and locked her tightly.

Lin Liang's heart tightened.

It seemed to be pinched by an iron plier, making her unable to breathe.

But soon, she breathed smoothly.

Because she saw someone.

A person whom she shouldn't expect appeared in sight.

Liu Jiang.

She got out of the car, wore a court hat and a white one-neck dress, and walked out of the car gracefully.

She stood next to Zhan Lianshi naturally, held his arm, and said something to him with a gentle smile.

Zhan Lianshi had already turned his gaze and listened to her talking with his eyes.

The two did not do any intimate actions, but this made people unable to see each other.

It seems that this is a perfect painting, and it would be a pity if you don't read it.

The two of them walked in as they said, but when they turned around, Liu Yao looked over and curled her lips.

Lin Lian watched the two of them walk into the restaurant, and she didn't look back until she could no longer see them.

However, as her eyes retracted, the emotions surging in her eyes also disappeared and she returned to her original calm.

What Zhan Lian was doing at the time had nothing to do with her.

The only thing she has to do is to be herself and not be influenced by anyone.

Lin Lian looked around the road to see if there were any taxis, but at this moment, a few rumblings came.

She was quickly surrounded.

"Miss Lin, did you cheat during marriage and interfere with Liu Yao's relationship?"

"Designer Lin, do you still love your ex-husband?"

"Miss Lin, you are now married to the violinist, but your husband's uncle is your ex-husband. How do you feel?"

“…”

The microphone reached in front of her, and the camera also lashed at her.

The light kept flashing in front of her eyes, and her eyes narrowed.

"Miss Lin, please answer our questions."

"Miss Lin, please answer..."

“…”

Lin Lian retreated and retreated to the back sign. She opened her eyes and looked at the reporters who were eager to get an answer, "Sorry, I have nothing to tell."

Zhan Lianshi and Liu Yao were in the restaurant opposite.

And these reporters only appeared after they arrived here.

Therefore, these reporters came with Zhan Lianshi and Liu Jing.

But they did not dare to interview Zhan Lian and Liu Jing, so they came to interview her.

Lin Lian pushed the reporter and walked outside with difficulty.

This is the second time she has been surrounded by reporters, but compared to the first panic and uneasy, she is extremely calm this time.

But the reporter surrounded her like a wall, and it was difficult for her to get out.

The microphone and the camera kept approaching her and even hitting her.

Lin Lian frowned, and the force on his hands became strong.

She had to leave these journalists.

Must leave.

She doesn't have that much time to spend with them.

As she increased her strength, she walked forward little by little, but soon, a sharp voice fell into her ears.
Chapter completed!
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