When Lu Qing'er heard this, she immediately pouted angrily and said coquettishly to Xia Huiya: "Mom, why are you still in the mood to make fun of me now?"

The smile on Xia Huiya's face suddenly became brighter: "Of course Mom won't make fun of you! But it's only been three or four days since you last met. You should be more reserved. Even if it's Li Beijue, don't let him think that you are eager to get married.

Give it to him, men, they all have talents that cannot be obtained! But..."

As Xia Huiya said this, she took out two tickets from somewhere and waved them to Lu Qing'er: "Mom prepared this for you! You can try it and make an appointment with him. If Li Beijue goes to the appointment, it will be just in time

Deepen your feelings!"

"What is this?" Lu Qing'er's expression suddenly became excited, and she hurriedly reached out and grabbed the ticket. She only glanced at it twice, and her face was full of joy.

"Here are the tickets for tomorrow's art exhibition! Great! I'll call him right now!"

As Lu Qing'er said this, she quickly ran away with her cell phone.

I ran all the way back to the bedroom, and then excitedly dialed Li Beijue's phone number.

"beep--"

The phone only rang once and was picked up.

Li Beijue's pleasant voice also rang on the other end of the phone, asking in a low voice: "Miss Lu? What's the matter?"

His tone was low and gentle, which almost made Lu Qing'er drunk.

Lu Qing'er's cheeks were a little red and she whispered: "Jue, you asked me to call you by your name before. Don't call me Miss Lu anymore. You can also call me by my name directly..."

Li Beijue was stunned for a moment, and quickly recited the word "Qing'er" silently in his heart.

He opened his mouth, but for some reason, he felt inexplicable resistance.

But when I thought about what happened sixteen years ago, I still whispered: "Qing'er."

Lu Qing'er's heart skipped a beat for an instant, and a trace of pride flashed in her eyes.

I wonder if Li Beijue has ever been so intimately called "Baby Jiang" before?

This is definitely a treatment she has never dreamed of getting!

Lu Qing'er thought about it and felt that she was in an unusually good mood. She hurriedly continued: "Jue, I just want to ask if you have time tomorrow. There is an art exhibition that I am looking forward to recently. I asked a friend to find two tickets for it.

I want to invite you to go with me..."

"Tomorrow?" Li Beijue asked, flipping through his work schedule.

After only hesitating for two seconds, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will drive to pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Lu Qing'er's expression instantly became overjoyed, and she hurriedly agreed: "Okay, then I'll wait for you!"

"Well, okay." Li Beijue responded lightly.

The two talked for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Lu Qing'er quickly threw her phone aside and immediately rushed to the closet, her face full of undisguised pride.

You know that Jiang Baobao, that woman, can’t beat him!

Even if she comes back now, so what?

Li Beijue is still attracted to him!

It's a pity that if it had been a few years earlier, she would have been the real wife of the Li family. How could she still get the turn of that bitch Jiang Baobao?

I just don’t know when I can see Baby Jiang again...

If she knew that the man she couldn't get back then was actually pursuing her, she might be pissed to death, right?

"Hahaha..." Lu Qing'er laughed out loud in a good mood.

While humming, she found several dresses and threw them on the bed, her eyes filled with determination to win.

This man Li Beijue must be mine!

…

the next day--

After Li Beijue finished handling some of the work at hand, he went directly to pick Lu Qing'er out in person and went to the gallery together.

Lu Qing'er secretly looked at Li Beijue all the way, feeling nervous and excited.

It wasn't until he felt the car stop that he suddenly came back to his senses.

She smiled at Li Beijue pretending to be apologetic, and said in a low voice: "Jue, I thought about it last night. Today is not the weekend. If I ask you out of the blue like this, will it delay your work?"

Lu Qing'er acted like she was knowledgeable and sensible, and looked at Li Beijue with uneasy eyes on purpose.

Li Beijue immediately denied it and said, "No, if there was really important work, I wouldn't have come with you. You don't have to think so much."

He comforted Lu Qing'er, opened the door and got out of the car.

He then walked around to the other side in a very gentlemanly manner and opened the car door for Lu Qing'er.

Lu Qing'er smiled happily, and just like last time at the door of the restaurant, she took Li Beijue's arm.

Li Beijue paused for a moment, then suddenly felt the urge to pull his arm out.

Last time, as soon as the two entered the restaurant, he pretended to move Lu Qing'er's hand casually.

It's because he never likes to be touched by strangers, especially women.

But...she is not a stranger.

You just need to get used to it.

Li Beijue's eyes flickered for a moment, but he didn't say anything after all. He let Lu Qing'er hold his arm tightly, and the two of them approached the gallery together.

Lu Qing'er didn't have any special attainments in painting, she couldn't even say she understood it, and she found it a bit boring.

But in front of Li Beijue, he pretended to be very interested.

Every time you come to a painting, you have to ask about it.

The two of them looked at a few paintings casually, and Li Beijue's phone started vibrating.

Li Beijue looked at the display and said apologetically: "Sorry, I'll go over there and take a call first."

As he spoke, he walked towards the corridor not far away.

Lu Qing'er watched him go away, and then she looked away when she saw his figure disappear. Then her face immediately dropped, and she glanced at the paintings in front of her expressionlessly.

What kind of mess are these paintings?

If it weren't for the opportunity to meet Li Beijue, she wouldn't bother to watch such boring things!

Lu Qing'er glanced around and walked towards the next painting casually.

But just after taking two steps, I heard a crash!

Lu Qing'er felt her calf bump into something, and the fabric on her skirt suddenly became cold, and she hurriedly stopped.

The next second, I saw that the hem of my goose-yellow skirt was stained.

There was a little boy of four or five years old standing next to his calf. He was spilling half a cup of Coke in his hand and looking at him with a horrified look on his face.

"You kid can't walk long..."

Lu Qing'er instantly showed a fierce look. Halfway through her words, she thought that this was an art exhibition and the surroundings were extremely quiet, so she shut her mouth instantly.

But her eyes were always staring fiercely at the child in front of her, wanting to stare right through him!

This blind bastard!

Do you know how much this skirt of yours is worth?

How long did it take to carefully select yesterday!

Lu Qing'er looked around and didn't find the child's parents, so she could only give him another fierce look.

The next second——

"Wow!"
Chapter completed!