Wuhua, Tang Xiaoxiao took a closer look, and the character above turned out to be herself. Fan Sen had already heard the footsteps, and he didn't look back to know who was entering the door, but he said lightly,

"You wait for me a little bit, and I'll be fine right away."

"The painting is really good," Tang Xiaoxiao stood behind her, and couldn't help but praise it, and then urged,

"Fansen, let's leave after painting, you are one of the leading actors today." Fan Sen raised his eyebrows and gave Tang Xiaoxiao a helpless smile,

"You can't be in a hurry to paint, otherwise, it's easy to paint out of shape and not be able to express the artistic conception it should have." Tang Xiaoxiao shrugged her shoulders,

"Well, I don't know how to draw, but I know if you don't hurry, we're really going to be too late...... American journalists are not as easy to fool as China, and if I, the director, and you, the leading actors, are late, there will definitely be various versions. Just when the two of them were arguing about this painting, Long Yi's figure quietly came to the door, and when he saw Tang Xiaoxiao really here, a wry smile rose between the corners of his lips, and he said evilly and without scruples,

"Xiaoxiao, I went to your office to look for you, but you weren't there, I came to look for you here, and you were really here." Hearing Long Yi's voice, Tang Xiaoxiao was a little surprised, turned her head and asked curiously,

"Huh? Long Yi, why haven't you made it to the premiere yet? Long Yi's expression stiffened slightly, and he raised his eyebrows and asked,

"What? Do you think I should go to the premiere myself? "Uh...... Tang Xiaoxiao touched her nose in embarrassment and did not answer.

Fansen, who was painting on the side, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. Looking at Tang Xiaoxiao's heartless smile, Long Yi's originally prepared words were suddenly swallowed back by him, and the thousands of words finally turned into a bitter expression, and he shook his head helplessly.

When he saw Tang Xiaoxiao again, Long Yi was obviously aware of the estrangement between Tang Xiaoxiao and himself, even if he tried hard to repair the relationship between the two people, Tang Xiaoxiao still maintained that faint alienation and indifference to himself, as if he only regarded himself as a good friend, and there was nothing else...... I would never even give myself a chance to be alone.

Perhaps, she still resents the South China Sea oil development plan?

"Let's go." Fansen put down his paintbrush and said lightly.

"Okay." Tang Xiaoxiao didn't seem to see the loneliness in Long Yi's eyes at all, with a cheerful smile on her face, she took off Fansen's painting and put it away.

When he got into the car, Fansen rarely sat in the driver's position, and let Xue Xiaohan sit in the co-pilot's position, and the two seats in the back were naturally left to Tang Xiaoxiao and Long Yi...... Even if he didn't want Tang Xiaoxiao to get along with Long Yi, there was something to say between the two of them, and they still had to be made clear.

Sitting in the back row, Tang Xiaoxiao glared at Fan Sen and Xue Xiaohan with some annoyance, turned her head in the mirror, and stopped talking.

"Xiaoxiao ......" Long Yixie's handsome face had a helpless look, as if he didn't know how to speak,

"Xiaoxiao, how do you want me to treat you?" Tang Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, with an innocent expression,

"What do you do to me?"

"I'll admit that I was too hasty to think that I had stolen information about the South China Sea oil development plan from my fifth uncle, who would have imagined that it was a trap?" Long Yi patiently explained.

Tang Xiaoxiao smiled very brightly and brightly, and said harmlessly to humans and animals,

"Long Yi, that incident has passed, I don't mean to blame you, it's me who made a decision too hastily, it's my own fault, and it has nothing to do with you." Long Yi opened his mouth, but suddenly a sense of frustration arose, and finally it could only turn into a sigh.

The dignified son of the Long family, after failing to compete with his fifth uncle for the inheritance of the family, fled from China gloomily and came abroad to re-develop, and at this moment, there was no way to take a woman again, and the successive frustration and powerlessness made him a little overwhelmed.

"Am I really born to be a loser?" Long Irus asked himself,

"Now so depressed that you have to rely on a woman, or even be an artist to make a living?" Tang Xiaoxiao turned her head again, looked at the traffic outside the window, but sneered in her heart: Long Yi, Long Yi, do you really think that I resent you for providing me with false information?

You don't know where I'm disappointed in you, you don't know where I'm wrong, how can I forgive you?