In the past, Mo Lin was naturally dismissive of white pigeons. And today, that disdain has been drowned out by jealousy.

Her glamorous surprise, the man next to her who everyone admired, and Pei Siyuan's eyes when he saw the white pigeon, all made Mo Lin jealous.

The amazement, appreciation, and loss in Pei Siyuan's eyes were mixed together, as well as the slightly injured eyes, which did not hide Mo Lin's keen intuition.

And this made Mo Lin grit his teeth even more. She was dumped by a man, shouldn't she be crying in the corner? Why did the brilliance appear on such an important occasion?

She was only invited to this upper-class dinner as Pei Siyuan's female companion, she was as small as a white dove, why did she ascend to the sky in one step?

Lu Yuanhe was dragged upstairs to talk about things, and he had no time to separate, so Bai Ge was so happy that he temporarily avoided everyone's sight, and was trying to find a corner to sit down. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Lin walking towards him.

I couldn't help but take a deep breath, every time I saw Molin, it was like a tough battle.

"Little pigeon!" Mo Lin said enthusiastically, "I'm so glad to see you here." I'm also worried that the reporter's nonsense will have a bad impact on you and Lu Shao, but I didn't expect to see you here so soon. Don't take it to heart, gossip reporters, that's it, but it doesn't matter, after a while, the limelight will pass. ”

Mo Lin's voice was not loud or small, but it clearly fell into the ears of everyone present.

These so-called upper-class people who mediate social interactions are all talking and laughing with wine glasses on the surface, but their ears are all standing up, facing the direction of the white pigeon and the Mo Lin.

Although he kept his demeanor and did not whisper, he had a silent consideration in his heart: This girl who looked noble turned out to be the rumored girlfriend of President Lu, who gossiped about a few days ago? No wonder she is a little familiar, but the news broke that this girl not only has no family background, but also sings in a bar, delusionally thinking of flying on the branches to be a phoenix.

The upper class was too familiar with this clumsy superior method, and at this moment they seemed to conclude that the clear eyes that were indisputable with the world could not be believed.

Lu Yuanhe is not here, and he can't relieve himself like last time. Sure enough, Cinderella shouldn't have come to such an occasion. Even if you put on a dress, you still don't belong here.

The white dove lowered his eyes and did not speak. Because it's her on the news, there's no way to argue with that.

Mo Lin warmly took the hand of the white pigeon, and the white pigeon was not good at refusing in front of so many people, so he had to let Mo Lin lead him and walk towards the balcony on the side.

"I didn't finish talking at the supermarket last time, so I left in a hurry. It's a shame. I wanted to go to Moët & Chando Bar to find you, but there were a lot of reporters squatting there. There were also reporters who came to interview me and wanted to ask you about your situation in the crew, but I refused. After all, we're good friends. ”

"Thank you so much." The white dove laughed self-deprecatingly.

Seeing that Pei Siyuan was going to come over, Mo Lin showed a sweet smile and said coquettishly: "Brother Siyuan, girls will always have whispers to say, do you even want to listen to the whispers between your girlfriends?" ”

Pei Siyuan stopped and didn't follow again, but the white pigeon never looked at him, which made him annoyed and angry in his heart.

On the balcony, the white dove looked at a large garden outside, leaving Molin with a back.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, there's no audience here, and you don't have to bother performing."

"I've warned you, stay away from Siyuan, why do you always appear in front of him with all your heart? You must know that even if you change into a new dress and a new person stands next to you, you are just an old person to Siyuan. ”

The white pigeon sighed in his heart, thinking about the source, thinking about the source, and thinking about the source again.

"Can you stop treating me as a rival? Pei Siyuan and I have passed, he is now your fiancé, you can be confident. ”

For a moment, Bai Pigeon wanted to blurt out angrily, saying that Pei Siyuan had found her and asked her to be his mistress, so as to dissipate the arrogance of his neighbor.

But she thought about it and still didn't say anything.

Her farewell to Siyuan was not good-looking, but she didn't want to tear up the good memories of the past.

Mo Lin's words became more and more aggressive: "I advise you not to find your own position, people, you have to accept your fate, what life it should be, what life it is." If you don't have that kind of life but insist on fighting for it, you will only be physically and mentally exhausted and hurt yourself. ”

"Then I'll thank you for your advice." The white pigeon said lightly, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Don't pretend to be high just because you can play a broken piano. Your whole body, that is, your hands, can go up to the table and be my stand-in. ”

Bai Ge didn't plan to quarrel, she was not good at quarreling, as long as there was a quarrel in the past, Qin Jiannan would directly start it. But this time the white pigeon did not intend to be bullied.

Mo Lin humiliated himself in public three times and twice, and threw his mobile phone into a bucket, which is not a beautiful style for everyone.

So he turned to Molin and said word by word: "I have found my location very clearly, I don't know if Molin has found your location clearly?" It's true that I'm your stand-in, but I see that you straighten your hair back to black, remove your nail polish, and don't wear heavy makeup anymore, so whose stand-in are you? ”

These words completely angered Mo Lin.

The white pigeon was just guessing, not sure, but he didn't expect the sentence to poke at Molin's heart.

She went to get a black long straight for Pei Siyuan, and she no longer wore heavy makeup according to Pei Siyuan's preferences. She had been shying away from thinking about it, but the white pigeon actually said it like this today.

She was angry, but more than that, she was annoyed by being said.

grabbed the red wine glass on the side, split his head and covered his face and threw it at the white pigeon.

The white dove couldn't dodge, the black gown left a large mark, and the red wine trickled down his hair.

hurriedly took two steps back, but didn't want to retreat into a warm chest. The man behind him quickly took off his black suit and draped it over the white dove.

Then the man stepped forward and said to Mo Lin with a smile: "What kind of charity dinner, I thought it was a masquerade." Miss, you always wear a fake face, are you tired? ”

The gentleman's smile and generous tone of voice are like asking a lady if she can do a dance, but in fact she is saying something that is not warm.

Mo Lin was stunned.

She didn't dare to reply rashly, she didn't know the beautiful son in front of her, but her gestures were pampered.

After the man finished speaking, he stopped looking at her, took out his handkerchief, and carefully wiped the white pigeon's hair.

The white pigeon blushed and hurriedly refused, but the man reached out and rubbed the white pigeon's head, revealing a gentle smile: "Don't you know me, little white pigeon?" ”

I'm afraid that it won't end well if I stay any longer, Mo Lin glared at the white dove and left in a hurry.

The white dove stared at the handsome face in front of him, and his mind kept searching for memories of this face.

The man's expression pretended to be hurt, but he quickly laughed again, "The music classroom of No. 1 Middle School, do you remember?" ”

Ah, yes. The music classroom of No. 1 Middle School is always full of sunshine, and when Bai Ge comes out of the piano room to practice, he can always meet a group of girls peeking at the back door of the music classroom.

The boy who was peeking at him, the school uniform shirt was simply glowing in the sun, and the whole person was shrouded in a piece of light. It has a tall posture and plays the violin with his eyes closed, like a poplar tree.

It was this poplar tree, which was looking at the white dove with antiquation.

Lin ...... Senior Lin Mengze? ”

"It's good that you remember, otherwise I would be so shameless."

Lin Mengze smiled, just like the sunshine in his memory, which filled his heart in an instant.