In Exhibition Hall B, after Chiba Mizuki's words fell, Emperor Yin Ying felt an indescribable depression in his heart, as if he was feeling lost, but also a touch of joy.
He does not require the silver-faced girl to be as beautiful as the woman in front of him, nor does he require her to be a naturally beautiful woman. But even though he was sulking when he argued with this girl just now, he had to admit that this feeling was very...
easy.
How great would it be if the silver-faced woman could also integrate with her personality...as long as she wasn't as neurotic as her?
This is the loss of Emperor Yin Ying. As for the joy?
If the woman in front of him is really the Silver-faced Girl, then what happened in the farmyard before...how should he make up for it? How could the Silver-Faced Girl know that he treated Qianxi so cruelly?
He carefully looked at the woman in front of him, looked around the outline of her figure, and pretended to cover half of her face with his hands...
Why do I feel more and more like she looks like a silver-faced woman? Is it really just a coincidence?
"Hey! Have you seen enough?" Qianxi put her hands on her waist and yelled at him...
This finally brought Emperor Yin Ying back to reality! No, she shouldn't be Qianru's... His face darkened, he gave her a cold eye roll, and finally opened his eyes to explain her.
"Huh..." The alarm was lifted, and the burden in her heart was completely lifted. But she understood that after the first wave subsided, this second wave...
They cast their eyes on Leng Liehan, who was slowly walking towards them. It seemed that this second round of turmoil would have to start with him!
"Mr. Chiba, I was looking for you just now, but I didn't expect you to have already greeted them."
The appearance of Leng Liehan obviously gave people the illusion that he didn't know anything. Maybe this matter could be hidden from Emperor Yin Ying and Su Lele, but it was not so easy for Qianxi to get through.
Chiba Mizuki frowned, glared at him with hostility, and nodded coldly: "Yes."
Looking at the time, it was already close to the afternoon. Leng Liehan smiled and said: "It's almost time, why don't we..."
Although he didn't say everything, everyone understood what he meant. Emperor Yin Ying glanced at Su Lele and walked slowly to him: "Han, then I will take Lele away first."
"kindness."
"Let's go, Lele."
Emperor Yin Ying grabbed her arm and was about to take her away, but she stood motionless, looking directly at Leng Liehan with reluctance: "Han... Well, I'll leave first... Let's get off.
See you next time."
"Okay." Leng Liehan narrowed his eyes, raised a charming smile, and nodded affirmatively: "See you next time."
His heart-warming smile undoubtedly drove away all the uneasiness in Su Lele's heart.
From the beginning of the painting exhibition, he had no interaction with her. Whenever he saw him commenting on other women with his caring eyes, he would feel hesitant and uneasy.
But now, looking at his intoxicating smile, I knew: 'Han may have deliberately alienated me in front of others for my own good.'
After Su Lele comforted herself, the bright smile on her face gradually returned, and she waved goodbye to them. Only then was she willing to leave the exhibition with Emperor Yin Ying...
As the two people left, the atmosphere in the B-level exhibition hall suddenly solidified.
Chiba Mizuki looked at Leng Liehan with hostile eyes. He was now extremely disgusted with the man in front of him who turned his back on others: "I'm leaving first!" After the harsh words fell, he now had no mood at all and the dream he dreamed of.
Say hello to your sweetheart.
"Hey, Mr. Chiba, don't leave in a hurry." With a smile on his face, Leng Liehan grabbed Chiba Mizuki who was about to leave, smiled kindly, and said, "I wonder if Mr. Chiba has time today to come and stay with me.
Where can I have a meal?”
"I'm very busy!" Chiba Ruishu's attitude was very tough. He shook off his hand and walked quickly to Qianxi: "It is my great honor to meet you this time, but it is a pity that I
If you didn’t seize this opportunity, could you please leave me a phone number?”
Judging from his tone, it was obvious that he recognized himself as the silver-faced woman!
Is this person trustworthy? If he is let go like this, what if he betrays himself?
Looking at his attitude towards Leng Liehan just now, I always feel that this person is very noble!
After this first impression, Qianxi gave Chiba Mizuki a failing grade because of his attitude towards Leng Liehan. It seemed that his future was worrying.
"Sorry, I don't have pen and paper."
After she finished speaking coldly, Chiba Mizuki smiled slightly, quickly took out a pen from his pocket, and handed it to her excitedly: "Here you go!"
I didn’t want to leave my phone number. After all, if one more person knows his identity, he will be in more danger, but he can’t really kill him for this man named Chiba Mizuki, right? Therefore, it seems necessary to monitor his every move.
Already.
Reluctantly, she forgot about him and raised her hand, leaving the silver-faced woman's exclusive phone number in his outstretched hand.
Chiba Mizuki looked at the phone number in her hand excitedly, and suddenly opened her arms and hugged her tightly: "I like you, Laurel Goddess!"
"..." Faced with this Japanese man's confession, Qianxi really didn't know what to do. She looked at Leng Liehan who was standing aside in embarrassment.
He smiled back at her and shrugged helplessly.
At a loss, she simply pushed Qianye Ruishu away and glanced at him with disgust... "Han, let's go!" Putting away her disgusted eyes, she turned around and walked quickly towards Leng Liehan.
"Well..." With a charming smile, he was cold and cold, just like a British gentleman treating his female companion. He hugged her waist and walked slowly towards the door.
"Does the goddess Laurel hate me?" Qianye Ruishu stood there and gently rubbed the chest that Qianxi pushed away. With a look of confusion, he looked at her gradually leaving back, hoping that she could look back for a few more seconds.
Take a look at yourself.
But who would have expected that Chiba Mizuki's expectations would be met with Leng Liehan's terrifying and provocative eyes...
In an instant, Chiba Ruishu's expression turned as cold as ice, and his sharp eyes outlined a...
The image of Satan and angels walking side by side!
In the fast-moving sports car, Emperor Yin Ying drove the car with a frown on his face.
From time to time, he used the reflector to look at Su Lele beside him. Her look of falling in love simply made him worried.
"happy……"
"What? Ying Emperor?" Her intoxicated expression was full of intoxication and confusion. How could Yin Ying Emperor ask her not to associate with Leng Liehan?
"It's okay!" Alas, I blame myself. I had to bring Lele to see Leng Liehan today. If I hadn't run after that woman, maybe their relationship wouldn't have progressed so fast.
With an uneasy feeling, Emperor Yin Ying drove the car all the way back to Su Lele's single apartment.
"Hmph, hum, hum..." She hummed and jumped into the elevator of the apartment, looking very cheerful: "Eagle Emperor, don't you think Han is getting more and more handsome?"
"I found that he is much bolder than before."
"What do you think?"
"Ha..." He snorted coldly, lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "The more this happens, the scarier it becomes."
"What did you say??"
"No...I didn't say anything." Although Leng Liehan was handsome when he was a child, he had dark skin, a thin stature, and a sickly appearance. He had a modest personality, but was a bit cowardly.
However, after not seeing each other for more than ten years, at the wedding in Florence, if he hadn't introduced himself, I really wouldn't have recognized who he was at all.
Just imagine, more than ten years can really change a person from the inside out so much?
His heart tightened, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Lele, do you feel that the cold now is fake?!"
His bold assumption made Su Lele's face change drastically, and she stared blankly at the slowly rising numbers in the elevator.
The memories in happiness gradually fade away, replaced by bit by bit between the past and the present and the cold...
For a long time... for a long time... Su Lele forced a happy smile on her lips and said quickly: "Eagle Emperor, what are you talking about? How could Han be fake? Your imagination is too rich, right?"
"
"Can……"
With a 'ding-dong' sound, the elevator arrived at the floor of the apartment where they lived. Su Lele walked out of the elevator quickly. Emperor Yin Ying still stood in the elevator and asked himself confused: "Really? My imagination is too rich.
What?"
The Leng family, the Su family, and the Yin family were the three major chaebols at that time. The Yin family's style of doing things has always been arbitrary, which naturally made the other two families look down on it, and gradually alienated each other. This led to the relationship between the three children.
Also sometimes near and sometimes far.
In the former iron triangle, relatively speaking, Su Lele and Leng Liehan were much closer.
Since Su Lele doesn't think Leng Liehan is fake now, he will naturally doubt whether his judgment is wrong.
Maybe, Leng Liehan's sudden transformation is just because his essence has changed?
After compiling his mood, Emperor Yin Ying was about to step out of the elevator when his cell phone suddenly rang, "wine didn't taste so good, If stars weren't so romantic"
Look at the caller ID...
"What's wrong!" His face tightened, and he looked up at Su Lele who was opening the door: "Lele, I won't stay at your house today."
Su Lele turned back with a smile, turned the key on her finger, and said sarcastically: "What? Your old man gave you 12 gold medals?"
"..." Yes, the person who called was none other than Emperor Yin Ying's father. It was probably Shi Xiu who informed his father about the divorce. He nodded awkwardly, pressed the phone, and returned to the elevator again.
Guilty, ready to go home and be punished...
"Haha, I know that a monk who can run away cannot escape from the temple." Su Lele murmured softly, and the moment she turned around and opened the door, her smiling eyes suddenly turned cold.
Standing blankly in the big room, one scene after another flashed through her mind, all of which were scenes when she was with Leng Liehan.
'Silly girl, the bond established since childhood will never be forgotten in a lifetime, and no one can replace it.'
'I won't eat you out of respect for you. How can you be sure that I'm not interested in you?'
The former Leng Liehan would never call herself a silly girl, let alone speak such glib language.
'Do you still remember what you said to me when you left... ugh...'
'You are so cute, so I couldn't help but kiss you.'
No! No! Looking back now, the reason why he suddenly kissed me was not because he was cute at all, but...
He deliberately avoided what happened in the past!
Why? Why didn’t he discover something that even the Eagle Emperor was aware of? Could it be that he didn’t know Han well enough? Or...
My love for him is not deep enough???
Su Lele rushed into her bedroom nervously and kept looking for Leng Liehan's past photos, but...
But there's not a single one left.
After Leng Liehan left, they had still kept in touch, but suddenly they lost contact. She tried to write to him several times but never received a reply from him.
In a fit of rage, she burned away all the memories she had with Leng Liehan. Now it was impossible to use these memories to verify whether the man she had just warmed up with was real or fake.
"Ha... maybe this is God's arrangement." With a helpless smile, she gently stroked her already developed body...
So what if Leng Liehan is fake now? I have already given him my first time easily. Now trying to prove his authenticity will only make me sad.
After muttering silently in her heart, she tried her best to put on a happy face, and said lightly as if she was anaesthetizing herself: "I love him, I love Leng Liehan now, no matter he is real or fake..."
The beautiful castle in the sky is dotted with comfort under the starry sky in the dark night.
Sitting on the suspended terrace, looking at the bright starry sky, it seems that the integration with the sky has increased one step further.
This feeling is so magical and wonderful. It feels so good to be between heaven and earth and to be able to control the world with your hands.
"Qianxi, be careful, don't fall." Leng Liehan slowly walked towards her and gently put a piece of clothing on her body.
"Haha, thank you." His thoughtfulness and tenderness were something no man had ever given her, but she felt increasingly unable to see through him...
"Would you like a drink?" Leng Liehan stared at her eyes with a charming luster, and the two glasses of red wine in her hands were dotted with bright dark red. Under the starry sky, the glass of red wine gathered the beauty of the entire night sky, and it looked like that
Tempting.
With a faint smile, she took the red wine from Leng Liehan's hand and lightly garnished it with a sip of the alluring sweetness. But with this sip, she seemed to be drunk in the glass.
Night is the bane of confusion; wine is an intoxicating assistant. The dots of red on her cheeks seem so charming in this dark night. It is hard to help but abandon the fragrance of wine and think about it.
I want to taste her sweetness.
Leng Liehan had fallen into a state of obsession. His charming eyes could not help but look at her beautiful lips. He slowly...slowly approached her...and then came closer.
"cold."
Her cold voice instantly broke him from the trap of love, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, and he whispered: "What's the matter?"
Suddenly, Qianxi turned her head and stared at the man sitting next to her, her big watery eyes filled with indifference: "I found that you know me far better than I know you.
many!"
These tit-for-tat words did not arouse Leng Liehan's dissatisfaction. He shook his head gently and smiled helplessly: "Have you ever tried to understand me?"
Under the cool night, his voice sounded so desolate. His deep eyes slowly looked at Qianxi beside him, and he smiled again, his smile still helpless.
I don't understand. Originally, today's conversation was just to ask him how many secrets he knew about him, but for some reason, this situation slowly turned into a bit sad.
She never tried to understand Leng Liehan, nor did she want to understand him. The inexplicable encounter made the relationship between them grow rapidly.
It's as if we were strangers yesterday, and today we are close friends who talk and drink together.
"I'm sorry." Her cold eyes gradually melted. She took a deep breath and said lightly: "I have never had friends, let alone tried to understand anyone, so..."
"It doesn't matter, Qianxi." Leng Liehan shook his head indifferently, and a gentle smile quickly covered his sad face: "It doesn't matter if you don't need to understand me, as long as I understand you, it's enough."
At that moment, he felt lonely and needed to be understood. At this moment, he has buried his truest feelings. Why is this?
However...how well does he know himself?
"Han, I want to ask you, have we met a long time ago?" She had a hunch that that rainy night was by no means the first time they met. He also mentioned it when he said goodbye to her last time.
'Qianxi, don't forget me again.' How deep is the meaning of 'again'? How much contact has he had with me? Why can't I remember it at all?
"Qianxi, since you can't remember it anymore, don't mention it again. Just treat the rainy night in Florence as the first time we met?"
"But..." After a moment of pause, she shook her head helplessly and said guiltily: "Isn't this too cruel for you?"
"Ha..." Leng Liehan suddenly let out a self-deprecating laugh. He slowly turned his head and looked at the beautiful scenery of half of the city. His charming eyes gradually became melancholy and dim: "I have experienced more cruel things.
Pass……"
"cold……"
"Qianxi, stop talking." Leng Liehan suddenly put away his inadvertent expression, stood up quickly, turned over and jumped into the fence. With his back to Qianxi, he was silent for a long time and took a deep breath.
He raised a forced smile and turned around slowly: "I'm fine. It's you, hurry up and find a way to steal the painting back, so as not to expose your identity."
hehe……
Sure enough, he still knew his identity. However, it was unclear whether he knew his identity a long time ago or whether he knew it through the painting.
But no matter what, I have a hunch that he——is harmless to me!
"Yes, I understand." She smiled slightly and nodded lightly, watching Leng Liehan gradually walk into the villa...
'Leng Liehan, Leng Liehan, what kind of man are you?'
'I always feel that your world is darker than mine, and you are more accustomed to closing your heart!'
When Leng Liehan finished saying, "I have experienced even crueler things...", the melancholy look in his eyes made people want to protect him and get rid of his worries.
However, Qianxi's attempts to care were rejected by him without reservation, which made her feel unspeakable.
Maybe, unknowingly, she has regarded Leng Liehan as her friend. Seeing his behavior, she will be worried!
"Ha..." With a helpless smile, Qianxi sighed, picked up the red wine beside her and slowly entered the terrace: "I can't even help myself, how can I help others?"
The self-deprecating words fell, and just as he was about to step into the villa, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang...
"Welcome back, Master." There were still two lines in the castle, and the maids respectfully welcomed Leng Liehan's return.
This time, he completely ignored the maids' greetings and walked straight into his study alone.
Gao Yunqing, who was standing quietly in the hall, felt that he seemed tired. This made Gao Yunqing, who always regarded him as a relative, very worried.
After hesitating for a long time, Gao Yunqing still couldn't let him go and quickly followed him into the study.
The door of the study room was not closed and the lights were not turned on. It was dark and miserable inside. Leng Liehan had his back to the door, sitting on the rocking chair and staring out the window.
‘Dong—dong—dong’” A gentle knock on the door sounded. Leng Liehan turned around slowly and forced a smile: “Yun Qing, I’m fine.”
"Master, I know you won't say anything to Yun Qing, but you can keep Yun Qing to accompany the master, okay?"
"Haha, yes, think about it since I bought you from the slave market, I really rarely chat with you."
Gao Yunqing was born in a poor family in the UK. Due to his impure British blood, his father passed away early, so he became a commodity for black market merchants. After being bought by Leng Liehan who was passing by the slave market a few years ago, he has been following him ever since.
He left and right.
Faced with Gao Yunqing's identity, Leng Liehan never minded. In his heart, Gao Yunqing was his servant and his confidant.
With a faint smile, he put his hands in his pockets and stood up slowly: "Alas..." He sighed quietly, and his deep eyes were once again filled with a layer of melancholy: "Yun Qing, I found that,
Ever since I met Qianxi, I have become increasingly unable to control my feelings..."
At that moment, an impulse prompted him to involuntarily want to kiss Qianxi. Fortunately, Qianxi inadvertently interrupted his thought; coupled with his inadvertent words while sitting on the terrace, he almost exposed everything.
He didn't understand what was wrong with him, why he kept making "mistakes" that he shouldn't have?
"Master, have you ever thought about it, maybe this is a good thing!"
"you……"
"Han!" Qianxi's sudden appearance broke all the atmosphere in the study. She looked at Gao Yunqing, then looked at Leng Liehan, and said anxiously: "Uncle Yin asked me to come over now, what should I do?"