"Broken shoes... uncle. This word is too old and too unpleasant to hear. Can you change it to something fresh?"
"If you want me to say nice things, you have to do nice things." Shen Minglin sat down and sneered: "Tell me about it. Not long after you arrived in the city, you didn't learn any good things. You actually learned how to do it. | Breast milk..."
"Uncle, I didn't have a vagina, and I didn't lie to Leilei either..." Ling Cang explained with a black line on his face: "Leilei knew about this from the beginning, and was very supportive..."
"Ah. What."
"real."
"Let me ask." Shen Minglin was stunned for a moment. He picked up the phone and called Shen Fanlei.
Shen Fanlei was still shopping with her friends. She didn't know what had happened. She heard something was wrong with her father's tone. She pushed her friend away and hurried to the office. Seeing Ling Cang's face full of depression, Shen Minglin gritted his teeth. She sat down next to Ling Cang and said calmly. Said: "Dad, if you have anything to say, please calm down first."
Shen Minglin looked at his daughter and reminded with heartache: "This kid has learned how to breastfeed. You are still sitting on the Diaoyutai."
"Bao Er | Milk." Shen Fanlei chuckled twice. Then she asked, "Dad is talking about him and Lin Xuening."
Shen Minglin was stunned: "You all know."
"Yes." Shen Fanlei nodded slightly: "Dad, you agreed that Ling Cang and I would be together because you wanted me to be happy. I let Ling Cang and Lin Xuening be together because I wanted Ling Cang to be happy. His happiness is Mine. So everyone’s purpose is the same.”
"What are you talking about?" Shen Minglin was stunned by this theory. He subconsciously reached out and touched his daughter's forehead: "You don't have a fever either."
"Dad, I'm not talking nonsense. I hope you can understand and support my decision." After a pause, Shen Fanlei continued: "And I have grown up. Although I am still a child in your eyes, I have grown up. Be able to make any decisions and judgments about your own life independently. Dad, it’s time for you to let go..."
"But...this kind of thing is different from others."
"Dad, actually when it comes to talking about it, I am the third party." Although there was some awkwardness with Lin Xuening in the morning, Shen Fanlei was very open-minded at this time: "Ling Cang was with Lin Xuening first."
"Then why are you with Ling Cang again?"
"Because I am very happy." Shen Fanlei told her father very easily: "I have got a lot of things that I can't get from other people. So I feel that it is worth it."
"You're right..." Shen Minglin was silent for a long time. Finally, he nodded heavily: "It's time for me to let go. As long as you agree, I have no reason to say no."
Ling Cang thought that after the car crash, he would inevitably face a bloody storm. But he didn't expect that Shen Fanlei would resolve it with just a few words. This goddess-like girl spreads tenderness and delicate emotions all the time, comforting her father and boyfriend. .
Ling Cang suddenly realized that he was increasingly inseparable from Shen Fanlei.
"By the way. You..." Shen Minglin looked at Ling Cang carefully and asked, "Have you ever attended a cocktail party?"
"Uncle, I said hello to you and sent you into the venue." Ling Cang asked doubtfully, "You didn't recognize me, did you?"
"Of course I recognized it. It's just... the difference in your dressing before and after is too big." Shen Minglin looked at Ling Cang carefully. Then he shook his head: "They are almost like two people."
Ling Cang changed back to his usual clothes at this time. The pair of black-rimmed glasses also put on his eyes again: "Oh. Are you attending a cocktail party... Of course you have to dress up."
"That's right." Shen Minglin nodded slightly. He felt that Ling Cang's low-key style was very good: "Also, you were very mysterious at the time. Were you doing any tricks?"
Shen Minglin is indeed no ordinary person. Although he didn't show anything at the time, he saw everything. When Shen Fanlei heard this, she hurriedly shook her head: "No. Absolutely not. What tricks can we do..."
Ling Cang's performance was very calm. He said expressionlessly: "We were just chatting."
"Forget it. If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask." Shen Minglin let out a long sigh: "The child is old and doesn't want to be controlled by adults."
After chatting for a while, Ling Cang stood up and left. Although Shen Minglin's face was still a little unhappy, the matter was probably over.
Shen Minglin cannot accept that his daughter's boyfriend has several women at the same time. But on the other hand, he considers Shen Fanlei's happiness. If Shen Fanlei approves, he will not pursue it too much.
Just after leaving Shen Minglin's office, Zhao Xinru's phone call came in: "Guess who I am."
"Sister Zhao." Ling Cang smiled: "After we broke up, I immediately saved your number in the address book."
"Really? It seems that you really want me as your sister." Zhao Xinru also laughed: "But from now on, it's better not to call me Sister Zhao. It seems too intrusive. Just call me Xinru."
"OK."
"I have nothing to do. I just wanted to ask if you have classes tomorrow."
"If something happens to you, Xinru. If there is a class, I will tell you that there is no class."
"You are so good at talking." Zhao Xinru seemed very satisfied with this answer. Then she told Ling Cang: "That's it. I plan to go shopping tomorrow, but I can't find anyone to accompany me..."
"It sounds like I have a duty."
"That would be best." Zhao Xinru looked at the time and said, "We will meet at the main entrance of Guanhai Temple at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
"good."
Guanhai Temple is the largest tourist attraction in Minghai. The reason why it was removed from the list is not because it is a sacred place for incense, but because it is an antique market.
Although it is not as good as Liulichang and Panjiayuan in Beijing, Guanhai Temple is also quite famous in the entire North China region. People who like to collect and collect antiques, and those with cultural heritage often come here to hunt for treasures.
Ling Cang originally thought that when Zhao Xinru went shopping, she would definitely go shopping in places like Fashion Plaza. She would just buy some brand-name fashions or leather bags. What she didn't expect was that although Zhao Xinru had no cultural background, she preferred to be arty and often came to watch the sea. temple.
Zhao Xinru was wearing a small black windbreaker with bright lines. A colorful gradient scarf was tied around her neck. She was wearing a silver-gray one-line skirt with burgundy stockings underneath. She stood there gracefully and attractively. Caught a lot of eyeballs.
Like other celebrities going out, Zhao Xinru wore a pair of huge sunglasses, covering half of her face. Ling Cang walked around her several times, but did not dare to go over to say hello.
"How long do you plan to watch..." Zhao Xinru half took off her glasses and smiled at Ling Cang: "That's me."
"You are so beautiful. I dare not recognize you." Ling Cang stepped forward, smiled and shrugged: "The feeling you give me now is completely different from the last time we met."
"Thank you for the compliment." Zhao Xinru put on her sunglasses again and pointed to the front: "Let's go shopping casually."
The two of them strolled to the antique street next to Guanhai Temple. From a distance, Ling Cang was attracted by the scenery. In front of a glass jewelry stall, a girl wearing a pink dress and also wearing large sunglasses was there. Choose.
She has a medium figure. Her chest and buttocks are round and straight. Although she is not particularly proud, she has a pair of very charming legs. These legs are wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, drawing beautiful curves. From black It starts from the high heels and extends to the pink skirt.
When Zhao Xinru saw the girl, her expression changed. She wanted to walk over, but stopped again. At this moment, the girl saw Zhao Xinru and took the initiative to come over and say hello: "Sister Xinru, what a coincidence. .”
"Yeah. What a coincidence." Zhao Xinru smiled a little reluctantly and asked, "Myself."
"Yeah. I have nothing to do today. Let's go out for a walk."
"You are a busy person. You rarely have time to spare."
"Sister Zhao, please stop teasing me." The girl said. She glanced at Ling Cang and asked, "Who is this handsome guy next to Sister Zhao?"
"It's me... one of my younger brothers." Zhao Xinru pointed at the girl and asked with a smile: "I don't need to introduce her to you."
The girl has an oval face, two dark eyebrows, and a red lip like a crescent moon. Even under the cover of sunglasses, her beauty cannot be concealed. It is fascinating.
Ling Cang always felt that she looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before: "This... Xinru. You'd better introduce her to me."
"Su Mengqing is now a top-tier singer in China. Her records do have quite good sales in Hong Kong and Taiwan." Zhao Xinru said, with some sour jealousy: "You didn't even recognize her. It's such a pity."
"Oh, Miss Su... I'm sorry. I didn't recognize it just now. I've seen your movie... Oh, no, I've heard your song." In fact, Ling Cang still didn't recognize it because he had never recognized it before. I don’t care about the entertainment industry, so I don’t know who Su Mengqing is. She is a newcomer from who knows which talent show.
Seeing as she is so feminine and not as manly as the stars of other talent shows, Ling Cang estimates that the market prospects are not very good.
"Haha. It doesn't matter." Su Mengqing didn't care. She generously extended her hand to Ling Cang: "Let's get to know each other formally. My name is Su Mengqing."
"Hello. Nice to meet you. I am Zhao Xinru's younger brother." Ling Cang did not leave his name and just shook hands. Su Mengqing's catkins were fragrant, smooth and soft, and felt very good to the touch.
"I didn't expect that Sister Xinru is not only beautiful, but also has such a handsome younger brother." Su Mengqing turned around and complimented with a smile: "Also, Sister Xinru is overrated. Even if we newcomers have some achievements, we still have some achievements." I should learn a lot from seniors like you."
When Zhao Xinru heard these words, her face became very beautiful: "Let's all study together."
Zhao Xinru is not too old, but she is a senior in the entertainment industry. When the old and new generations are together, their situations are different. One is like the setting sun, and the other is like the rising sun.
Zhao Xinru was both envious and jealous of Su Mengqing's achievements. This emotion was clearly revealed. Su Mengqing respected Zhao Xinru, which somewhat diluted the awkward atmosphere.
Ling Cang still doesn't know who Su Mengqing is. But he can feel that she is well-educated and well-educated: "Miss Su likes Liuli."
"Yes." Su Mengqing took a necklace and said seriously: "Look, how beautiful it is."
This necklace is very long. When worn around the neck, it can hang down to the chest. Dozens of glass balls of different colors are strung on it. A colorful phoenix hangs underneath. It shines with blurry light in the sun. It looks very beautiful. .
"It's pretty good." Zhao Xinru looked at it, nodded and asked, "How much does it cost?"
"One thousand six."
The stall owner was a middle-aged woman. When she heard this, she stood up and shouted in a rough voice: "Beauty, one thousand sixty-six dollars is not expensive anymore. There was a foreigner just now who offered two thousand sixty-six dollars. I didn't even sell it. I It’s because you are so beautiful and we all chatted so well, so I sold it to you cheaply to make a friend.”
"But one thousand six hundred and sixty is still a bit expensive." Su Mengqing asked tentatively: "Can it be cheaper?"
"This is made of colored glaze and precious stones. No matter how cheap it is, it's not like this." The stall owner looked at Su Mengqing up and down with a pair of bitch eyes. Then he waved his hand vigorously: "Oh, you said so. Okay. Let's give it up again. One hundred dollars."
"One thousand and five."
"It really can't be less." The stall owner made a sad face and continued: "I really like you as a girl. Otherwise, I wouldn't let you go. After buying this necklace, I turned around and took it. Go to Taobao. I guarantee you can buy at least two thousand."
"Two thousand." Ling Cang looked at the necklace in the sun and smiled disdainfully: "I think twenty is about the same."
The stall owner glared: "Young man, why are you talking?"
"Tell the truth." Ling Cang threw the necklace to the stall owner, treating it like a worthless thing: "The so-called colored glaze is not a gemstone at all, but artificial crystal. Apart from being beautiful, it is not valuable. It is modern and The process of making colored glaze in ancient times was different. The ancient method mainly involved adding colored glaze stone to the glaze mother and firing it. It was then polished by hand to make it look brilliant. The manufacturing process of modern colored glaze is quite simple. The main ingredient is lead dioxide. Cheaper. Although the craftsmanship and color matching are another matter. But this necklace of yours is not."
"You..." The stall owner was a little anxious: "Why did you say that..."
"I'm right. Good colored glazes should make a soft and dull sound when they collide with each other. The sound of this necklace is too crisp." After a pause, Ling Cang continued: "In addition, good colored glazes look good in the sun. It's crystal clear, but this necklace is very turbid. If I'm right, you only paid for it for a dozen or two yuan. How dare you sell it for more than a thousand yuan? Where did you borrow such courage?"
"You're going too far." The stall owner held the necklace tightly with both hands. He was shaking with anger: "You don't have money. Just forget it if you don't buy it. Why do you say the things are not good..."