Chapter Seventy-Three: The Awkwardness of Linyin

Jiang Shengjiu doesn't know what kind of black history she had before, it is estimated that it is due to her father Jiang Jiancheng, and she can't find a little bit of news about Jiang Shengjiu on the Internet.

Not only her, but Jiang Shengjiu couldn't find any news of Wen Tingyue on the Internet, so let's put this reason down to the fact that these people attach importance to family privacy.

Jiang Shengjiu watched the two people sit down again, and then let go of the hand that was holding Wen Tingyue.

Wen Tingyue didn't look at her, Jiang Shengjiu didn't know what was wrong with this person, and he hadn't heard Linyin say that a girl called him.

Jiang Shengjiu ignored Wen Tingyue's strange attitude, didn't she still yell at her arrogantly before, why didn't she say anything today?

She smiled, so she had to look at the little girl next to her first, and seeing that she completely hung the look of hating herself on her face, she knew that this child had not yet learned to hide a knife in the smile of adults.

"Have I seen you? I don't owe you a million too. Jiang Shengjiu smiled at that Qian'er.

Li Qian'er couldn't wait to slap Jiang Shengjiu's face when she saw it, and she couldn't bear to turn her face and stop looking at her.

Jiang Shengjiu knew that this girl wouldn't take care of herself, so she smiled and turned her head to Wen Tingyue to wait for her answer.

Wen Tingyue knew that she had used the one million to change Linyin's mobile phone number, and raised her head to look at Jiang Shengjiu's face, if she looked like that, would that person treat herself specially? This thought suddenly popped up in her heart, which made Wen Tingyue shake violently, she would have such an idea?

She chuckled, feeling sorry for herself.

She is Li Qian'er, her family's main business is in Beijing, and her family mainly runs a shopping mall. It's my friend, and I don't know you well. Wen Tingyue said.

Li Qian'er looked at Wen Tingyue in surprise, not knowing why she would take care of Jiang Shengjiu.

Jiang Shengjiu kept staring at Wen Tingyue's face, looking at the sadness and resentment that flashed on her face, she knew that the result of her call with Linyin was not very good.

The little girl is still like that, she will always sublimate and sublimate the person she loves in her heart, and in the end that person will become the unreachable sun, warm and bright, and finally become the center of the entire solar system, as if any planet revolves around him as a matter of course.

In fact, everything is her unrequited conjecture.

The beauty of unrequited love is not the person she loves, but the feeling, this simple feeling hidden in the shadows makes everything humble and has no position of its own.

However, Jiang Shengjiu also understands that under the praise of the outside world, Linyin is about to become a god. According to Jiang Shengjiu, there are a lot of die-hard fans, Aunt Chen, Chen Xinlai and others, with a huge span of age and gender....

Don't disturb a girl's simple fantasy, in Jiang Shengjiu's opinion, it is normal for an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl to have a crush on Lin Yintai, who is touted by the world.

Jiang Shengjiu smiled at the angry Li Qian'er and said, "Xiaoyue is my friend, and besides, I don't know you either, what's wrong with knowing you." ”

Li Qian'er looked at her with disdain in her arms and snorted coldly, "Still Xiaoyue? Are you still pretending to be so close? Pretending to be stupid and stunned, you use this ability to seduce men? What if your dad introduced you to Mr. Lin? I don't believe he would still be interested in you if he knew how you hooked up with other men.

How? You don't have a long memory of the lessons you've been taught before? ”

Sure enough, men are thorns in the hearts of girls.

Most of the good sisters are turned on because of men.

Jiang Shengjiu really felt that this lesson of Jiang Shengjiu in the past was quite profound, at least he brought himself from another world.

Jiang Shengjiu touched his face and said helplessly: "No way, I just look like this fox, some men fall in love with me when they see me, and I am also helpless!" Besides, my heart is just this one, and I can't take care of it. Just kindly tell me, who am I hooking up with? ”

Wen Tingyue frowned, Jiang Shengjiu's personality had changed too much, which made her a little uncomfortable, and it was a little disgusting to listen to what she said.

Li Qian'er didn't have much contact with Jiang Shengjiu, she was originally a person in the Beijing circle, and she didn't come to Shanghai very often, but she could meet the annoying Jiang Shengjiu every time.

"Can you still make a face when you speak?" Li Qian'er seemed to think of something after speaking, and then said: "We will have a party at Huli Peach Bar next weekend night, why don't you come and remember who you hooked up with?" ”

Wen Tingyue heard Li Qian'er invite Jiang Shengjiu, frowned and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but she didn't say anything for the sake of her friend's face.

Jiang Shengjiu smiled and said, "Patty? Or was it the last place? ”

Li Qian'er didn't doubt her purpose for saying this, she just sneered: "What? Want to go where you were last time? Don't worry, that place has been smashed by Feng Shao, heh, I really envy your face, you can still laugh when you are humiliated like that. ”

After Li Qian'er finished speaking, she didn't want to see Jiang Shengjiu's face again, so she pulled Wen Tingyue up and left.

Wen Tingyue looked back at Jiang Shengjiu suspiciously when she followed Li Qian'er, but saw her grimacing at herself.

Jiang Shengjiu watched the two women turn the corner, and there was no expression on their faces.

Less wind? Hehe, who is this?

Chen Xin came to see the people and left, and hurriedly picked up those materials next to Jiang Shengjiu, and suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar.

"Hey, what's your expression?"

"What?"

"It's scary."

Jiang Shengjiu rubbed his face, grinned at him, and said, "Are you still afraid?" ”

Chen Xinlai shuddered, rubbed the goosebumps on his arm, and said, "You... If you have anything, just say it, I'm afraid of you like this, which perfectly interprets the true meaning of the idiom femme fatale. ”

"Come on, don't pretend to be alive. I'll go to a place in a few days, and you wait for me outside, and in case something happens to me, hurry up and save me. ”

After Jiang Shengjiu finished speaking, Chen Xinlai was scared into a cold sweat, he had heard about the whole people in those circles before, it was very out of line.

"That, Jiang Shengjiu, I think it's better for you to tell Mr. I don't think those people are easy to talk to, and if something happens, I can't bear it! ”

Chen Xinlai is just an ordinary unemployed young man who can't afford to play those people's games at all, and is very self-aware.

Of course, Jiang Shengjiu knew to tell Linyin to be safer, but if she told Linyin about this, she would definitely have to explain the reason why she was going, not to mention the trouble, she couldn't really tell her that Jiang Shengjiu might have been killed by those people before.

Jiang Shengjiu saw that Chen Xinlai's forehead was sweating, and he couldn't help laughing: "Okay, no matter how big it is, they don't dare to do anything to me in Shanghai." ”

After speaking, Chen Xinlai looked still at ease and continued: "In this case, we will change our mobile phones at that time, and I will make an appointment with you. ”

Chen Xinlai didn't know why Jiang Shengjiu had to go, and he also knew that Jiang Shengjiu would definitely say this kind of thing if he needed to know, and he didn't want to explore more, after all, he also knew the severity, so he nodded even if he agreed with Jiang Shengjiu's opinion.

In the evening, when Jiang Shengjiu came home with Chen Xin, who was holding a bunch of mathematical materials, he saw Linyin sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a magazine for the first time.

Chen Xinlai couldn't help himself with excitement when he saw his idol, if it weren't for Jiang Shengjiu pulling him, he would probably be able to kneel on the ground and worship his idol.

"Pro... Mr. Pro. Chen Xinlai remembered to put the information that Jiang Shengjiu bought on the table, and walked over to say hello to Linyin.

Linyin saw Chen Xinlai, stood up and greeted him: "Well, it's hard for you to go out with Xiaojiu, Aunt Chen is preparing dinner in the kitchen, let's stay and have a light meal together in the evening." ”

Chen Xinlai was very excited, rubbing his hands, but his brain was not slow, and he instantly knew what Linyin meant, and hurriedly said, "Then I'll go to the kitchen to help." ”

Turning around, he gave up the living room to these two people neatly.

Jiang Shengjiu understands a fan's reaction when facing an idol, that is, it is strange that Chen Xinlai ran quite fast.

Linyin wears casual clothes at home, a simple white shirt and black pants, which look simple and comfortable, and the key is to line the figure.

Jiang Shengjiu didn't see the trademark, so he couldn't help but go up and touch Linyin's clothes, and asked, "Where did you order this clothes?" ”

Linyin didn't expect that the first time she saw her today, she would ask this kind of question, she always felt a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"It's made to order in a tailor's shop in London, and it's not sold in large quantities." Linyin looked down and saw Jiang Shengjiu looking at his clothes seriously, funny and helpless.

Jiang Shengjiu nodded and gave up studying his clothes. There was also this kind of tailor shop in her previous world, but it only served a small number of people, and it was still for life.

Linyin is estimated to have been making clothes in that shop since he was a child, and maybe there are still body templates in that tailor shop that Linyin has been making since he was a child.

It's too high-class, and her money can't stand the burn now.

Linyin saw Jiang Shengjiu touch his clothes twice and turned around to leave, he felt a sense of grievance in his heart, glared at Jiang Shengjiu's back, turned around and sat back on the sofa and picked up the magazine he was reading just now.

After enduring it and enduring it, he still asked, "Why did you go today?" ”

I don't know if it's Jiang Shengjiu's delusion, but as she was walking the stairs, she heard Lin Yin talking to her in the same tone as a resentful woman who questioned her husband who returned late.

This really frightened her.

Jiang Shengjiu looked back at Linyin with the information, and saw that he was seriously studying the magazine and knew that it was just his own illusion just now.

"I went to buy math materials, I don't think I can go down, I have to study."

Linyin put down the magazine, bent down and took out a book under the coffee table, "The History of the Development of Art", and asked, "This is also what you want to learn?" ”

Jiang Shengjiu nodded, not knowing why he asked this, so he had to say, "That's right!" I bought all the books under the coffee table, and I just read a little bit, and a few books in the bedroom are also what I want to learn. ”

After speaking, he turned around, leaned against the railing of the stairs and looked at him strangely, and asked, "What's wrong with you today?" Talking yin and yang weird, want to quarrel? ”

Linyin still wanted to ask what he could say, so he didn't say anything anymore when he heard Jiang Shengjiu's words, put the book back on the coffee table, and picked up his financial magazine and continued to read.

Jiang Shengjiu saw that he didn't speak anymore and continued to walk to his room, sweating all day out, and preparing to take a bath and prepare for dinner.

She knows that Linyin's mood is similar to her, and the endocrine system is not very stable when she is old, simply put, menopause, she came earlier because of the pressure of her career, and it is estimated that Linyin is the same.

Linyin saw that Jiang Shengjiu still went upstairs heartlessly in the end, and he was so angry, but he couldn't say it himself, did he want to tell her that he wanted to talk to her well?

Finally, Linyin put down the magazine and pinched the corners of his eyes.

When will the path you choose reach the end?