The woman who was called a woman suddenly laughed: "Xiao Ting, are you shy?" It's cute, but I seem to smell a woman, and if it weren't for the fact that you didn't have time to find a woman in such a short period of time, I doubt you actually kissed another woman here. ”

"You're thinking too much, let's go back to dinner."

He was the first to walk out of the staircase, and Su Yun immediately followed. Lin Baiqian, who was hiding under the bamboo basket, slowly stood up against the wall, and collapsed a little weakly.

Mao Mao saw that she hadn't gone out for too long, so she came to look for her, Lin Baiqian had just washed her face at the sink, and when she saw Mao Mao's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, she explained: "Don't ask me, in fact, I don't understand, but it should be the same as I thought, he used a pseudonym, and when approaching this woman, there must be his mission, let's go back first." ”

When he passed by Li Moting's side again, he still turned a blind eye, and they could only pretend to be strangers, without even taking a second look.

After getting into Qin Changshou's car, Mao Mao complained: "Is there such a boyfriend as Li Moting?" Hey, just pretend not to know, and still be so close to people, when we are all blind? ”

Qin Changshou glared at Mao Mao through the rearview mirror: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute." ”

"Okay, you two don't quarrel, I'm fine." Lin Baiqian opened his mouth to stop them, "He must be doing something, it's just inconvenient to tell us." "He's a soldier, it's inevitable, but he's still stuffy in the bottom of his heart, and it's a little hard to let go.

In the next few days, Li Moting still didn't have any news, they seemed to have left the city, quietly, his mobile phone was still turned off, and the waiting day after day seemed to gradually wear down Lin Baiqian's will, making her confused and uneasy.

Fu Mingxi's half-month exhibition is coming to an end, the exhibition has been a complete success, most of Fu Mingxi's paintings have been sold in this exhibition, she generously took out 10% of them to donate to charity, and the few remaining works include the one that Lin Bai looked at at that time.

When they were cleaning up and decorating, Fu Mingxi unexpectedly appeared behind Lin Baiqian, and saw that Lin Baiqian was still in a daze at the painting, and his red lips lightly opened: "This painting is actually called Jing, the spirit of dreams." Fu Mingxi's voice pulled Lin Baiqian back from her distraction again, she looked at Fu Mingxi with some confusion, the nightmare, the nightmare refers to the meaning of nightmare, so is this actually Fu Mingxi's nightmare? So what is there that she is so afraid of, but the most attractive implicit force in the fear is a few thick and colorful renderings, which represent a certain obsession that cannot be let go of and the hope implied in it.

Fu Mingxi took the painting off the wall, wrapped it in oiled paper, and said to Lin Baiqian: "If you want to like this painting, I'll give it to you." ”

"Give it to me?" Lin Baiqian was simply dumbfounded. Fu Mingxi's painting has to buy at least 100,000 US dollars, but she gave this painting to Lin Baiqian so easily, although this painting may not seem to be so easy to sell, but with the pen of the coconut tree Fu Mingxi, with this alone, hundreds of thousands must be more than that, but Fu Mingxi gave it to her so easily.

made Lin Baiqian really scared: "Aunt Fu, this is too precious, I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it." ”

"Take it." Fu Mingxi was very generous, "To be honest, this painting has been with me for almost 20 years, and it's not that no one has bought it in the middle, it's just that I have always refused to sell it, no one can understand what I painted in this painting, and people who can't understand the soul of the painting are destined not to cherish this painting, so I'd rather keep it and promise to sell it in dollars, but you're different, Bai Qian, you understand this painting, so it's worth the money to give it to you, take it." ”

It was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, Lin Baiqian had no choice but to thank him again and again and accept it.

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Everyone thought that Ye Ningshuang had left with her friend, but no one knew that she had lived a life worse than death in the past few days.

This man is a demon and a slave who is unscrupulous, although Ye Ningshuang is physically disabled, her face and her body are still beautiful, and the man has invaded her again and again in the dark, all kinds of tricks and means, tortured her to death, but at the last moment, when his eyes touched her disabled leg, he would smack her and scold her for being really unlucky.

Ye Ningshuang's heart was like being immersed in a pot of oil, boiling and devastated from time to time.

She wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but how could her body run fast, she couldn't call for help, and she was locked in a small dark room, unable to get out at all.

Ye Ningshuang was almost desperate, but this man didn't have any intention of letting her go, until one day, a woman appeared in this house, she was locked in a small room and couldn't go out, but their conversation clearly reached her ears, and she knew that the boyfriend she had when she was abroad was actually a drug dealer engaged in drug trafficking.

She didn't know what the woman looked like, but she heard the man call her Su Yun.

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Fu Mingxi's painting exhibition here came to an end, and in order to express his gratitude, he booked a small banquet hall in the best hotel in the city and held a celebration banquet.

Lin Baiqian and Mao Mao were also invited, as well as Qin Changshou, who came uninvited, and he quickly became familiar with everyone.

Fu Mingxi dressed up to express her gratitude, which was very grand, and she made a simple opening speech on the stage, so that everyone was free.

Mao Mao took a glass of champagne from the waiter's hand and took a sip of satisfaction: "Xiaobai, do you know, these two months are the happiest time I have ever had, there are not so many intrigues, there are not so many deceits, life is simple and peaceful, it is really a happy thing, let's toast." ”

Lin Baiqian held a glass of champagne and clinked glasses with her, the two looked at each other and smiled, and drank all the wine in the glass.

Qin Changshou was swimming among the crowd like a fish in water, drinking champagne glass after cup, free of charge as if drinking water, cup after cup of belly.

The degree of champagne is not high, but drinking too much must have an impact, not to mention that Mao Mao not only drank champagne, but also drank red wine, and some cocktails, Lin Baiqian was similar, and at first he restrained himself and told himself that he couldn't drink, but when he got to the back, he was taken by Mao Mao to drink a glass just to see the beautiful color.

There were also many men who came up to talk to Lin Baiqian, one of them was particularly eloquent, and Lin Baiqian, who persuaded him, drank a lot of cups after cups, and later, he put his hand on Lin Baiqian's shoulder, and she didn't realize it.