You may want to be polite to her.

She's different.

She's official.

Brother Jiang and I are serious about dating.

Please like me!

……

Almost every sentence in front of him poured oil on his heart, and Zhong Ling's eyes were fixed on his son Jiang Chuanyao.

Bai Mang stood aside, smiling, and never making a mistake.

"What is formal or not, is it possible that you want to marry her in the future?" Zhong Ling's face was angry and tried his best to suppress his emotions, and the depressed breath he exhaled was full of ridicule.

Jiang Chuanyao is serious: "...... That's what it means. ”

Zhong Ling's pupils shrank, and his voice was like a knife carved on the marble surface: "Jiang Chuanyao, do you think that if you make such a joke, you can argue with me?" ”

Jiang Chuanyao was anti-customer-oriented: "How can you have such an idea? ”

Zhong Ling: "Then what do you mean?" ”

Jiang Chuanyao looked patient: "I mean, I said it earlier." ”

Zhong Ling's brain was about to burst out because of his anger.

Bai Mang pulled Jiang Chuanyao's arm, there was less smile on her face, and more restraint, as if she was now cautiously looking at Zhong Ling, and then looked up at Jiang Chuanyao for help: "Brother Jiang, Aunt Zhong doesn't seem to like me very much." ”

Jiang Chuanyao touched her head and comforted, "It's okay, take your time." It's enough that I like you. ”

White Mang: ...... It's so sweet!

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chuanyao also has an acting side.

Bai Mang took out a steady grasp of the subtle emotions flowing in Jiang Chuanyao's eyes, and his dark pupils seemed to be filled with a dark water, and they were so bright that they seemed to burst out of light.

As if what he said...... It's true.

"My dear, what do you mean-" Bai Mang suddenly smiled happily and looked at Jiang Chuanyao expectantly and said, "Your mother must gradually like me, right?" ”

Zhong Ling's face was distorted, and he lowered his hands on his chest and held them tremblingly.

Fortunately, Ding Mingwei and Wang Qinqin both came.

Compared with Wang Qinqin, who is proud of her shape, Ding Mingwei is dressed neatly and elegantly today.

The two husbands have different identities, one is a businessman who relies on the Jiang family, and the other is a scholarly family who was born and works in the system, and the two people feel very different, both in terms of dressing style and way of speaking.

For example, Wang Qinqin is a low-profile swagger.

Ding Mingwei is a high-profile restraint.

As for Zhong Ling, there is no need to put on any posture, most people give her face. She just needs to control her emotions in such a public place.

The event is about to start, Zhong Ling doesn't need to be on the field in person at all, he just needs to sit in the main seat.

Bai Mang became Jiang Chuanyao's official girlfriend, and her hand was held by Jiang Chuanyao throughout the whole process. Compared with one person, two people have more security from the eyes of outsiders.

and a sense of inner security.

Bai Mang caught a look from Ding Mingwei, full of disgust for her, and looked at her with admiration.

The feelings of people for people are really contradictory.

Bai Mang's gaze tilted to the other side, until he looked at the large screen of Yunlai's photography charity work, and there were rows of seats underneath. The seats in the first row are all with clear names, and there are specially invited photographers and big V media influencers sitting on them.

The middle rows were arranged for Ning Yuanhui's wife.

The children of the wives are all sitting in the last three rows, talking to each other, small and small, and hehehehe. Most of them were not interested in such activities, and they were not interested in Bai Mang and Jiang Chuanyao's relationship.

Jiao Yang and He Lijia sat in front, and He Lijia handed Jiao Yang a bottle of water.

Jiao Yang unscrewed it and threw it to He Lijia.

He Lijia frowned, did not drink the bottle of water, Jiao Yang leaned on the back of the chair, completely unresponsive.

The reaction of the two seemed to be a conflict.

The feelings of middle-aged people are clear because of their interests, and their feelings and values can always be handled clearly. Young people before feelings. Like boiling a bowl of sugar water in a pot, the same boiling, different sweetness, the result can be condensed into caramel, or burned into black charcoal.

The grasp of the heat is more important than the amount of sugar.

Lin Sheng and Lin Zhi sat together, this pair of sisters and brothers, giving outsiders the feeling that Lin Sheng is not like Lin Zhi's sister, like Lin Zhi's creditor.

Bai Mang and Jiang Chuanyao sat in the last row. Jiang Chuanyao has long legs, a slightly narrow aisle, and his long legs are slightly tortuous. The person of Egawa Yao is like a man who walked out of the works of manga artist Chie Shinohara.

He has a sense of unreality, but each of his actions is very specific.

Unruly and cold, sleek and familiar, they can all be fused in him, making his whole person full of contradictions and tension.

Bai Mang turned his head sideways and glanced at the bridge of Jiang Chuanyao's nose, which was tall and straight, Yin Tang was also wide and flat, the eyebrow bones were very superior, and the cheekbones were raised in the entire facial contour without being obtrusive.

The mouth is beautifully shaped, but it is not thin. The ears are high and the earlobes are extremely thick.

Such facial features, if her master is present, will definitely praise her beauty, it is a good face that can become famous at a young age and become famous.

But people with such a face often have to bear the pressure and loneliness that ordinary people don't have.

Bai Mang doesn't understand physiognomy, and the above is her nonsense.

The host on the stage introduced Yunlai Hotel, and the words were enthusiastic and surging, from the hotel to the promotion of Ms. Zhong Ling. Every sentence is full of praise for Zhong Ling, not only with her transcendent artistic talent and business philosophy, but also with her extremely high understanding of the emotions of the world.

The crowd applauded.

Zhong Ling sat motionless in front of him, calmly facing the flickering photographic lights.

Bai Mang applauded with the people in front of him.

Jiang Chuanyao glanced at her.

Bai Mang tilted his head and whispered to Jiang Chuanyao, "Is your mother and father in a good relationship?" ”

"Our family doesn't have a good relationship." Jiang Chuanyao answered all her curiosity in one sentence. After a pause, he added, "Whether the relationship is good or not, it doesn't matter to them anymore." ”

Bai Mang nodded thoughtfully.

The next is the photography auction of the works, which is arranged in advance. How much to bid and who will bid are all pre-arranged dramas.

It's a bit boring indeed.

Jiang Chuanyao glanced at her again, his expression was faint but very attractive, as if asking her why she insisted on wasting time here.

Bai Mang pursed his mouth, his legs were slightly closed, and his toes tapped the light on the ground.

"The last work is the work of Mr. Zhong herself, not a photographic work, but the most praised realistic painting of characters in the industry before she closed the pen."

"Next, we asked the well-known musician Xiao Rong to introduce this work."

The host invited a slender woman to come up, it was Xiao Rong, a music teacher at Ningbo University who held a "Private Summer Music Festival" in Nanshan Garden in August.

Xiao Rong is a very important member of the Ning Yuan Society, and she stands on the platform for the former president Zhong Ling as a mysterious guest, which is appropriate and natural.

Xiao Rong is the only woman in Ning Yuanhui who is not married and infertile, her figure is not only thin but also graceful, slim and slim in front of the screen on stage, elegantly holding the microphone, looking at the eyes of the audience.

Zhong Ling's work on the big screen has not yet been released, as if it was deliberately sold.

"This work, its name is "Autumn Girl", it is a self-portrait of Mr. Zhong when he was young——"

The audience was in an uproar.

Xiao Rong looked at the reaction of the audience, and was slightly shocked, and turned around to find that the painting released on the screen was not Zhong Ling's self-portrait at all.

Rather, it is a pair of lovers who gaze at each other.

The media reporter didn't expect such a mistake, and Zhong Ling's face was shown on the other side of the screen, staring at the big screen with a frightened face, holding the armrest tightly with both hands, and the green tendons were exposed.

Obviously, the backstage made a mistake and put the works that shouldn't be auctioned.

The backstage staff was called to the front of Zhong Ling, and Xiao Rong on the stage didn't seem to be able to react. Until the staff operated the display machine and changed the picture.

Media reporters have already photographed the incorrectly rendered painting earlier.

Including Bai Mang, he also took a photo of this work with his mobile phone.

The host on the stage rescued the scene again, saying that the previous work was Mr. Zhong's beloved private collection, and he only took it out to enjoy it, not auctioned it for sale.

Bai Mang looked at Jiang Chuanyao, Jiang Chuanyao's gaze had already been withdrawn from the stage, and he responded to her gaze: "Do you like this kind of excitement?" ”

Bai Mang pretended not to care: "That's it." It's not lively enough......"

Jiang Chuanyao's voice was very erratic, low and magnetic: "Then it's better to leave early, waste time here, it's better to go to the end and soak in a hot spring." ”

His eyes were black and bright, and he was a little stunned to see the white mang.

She was not very used to being pinched by Jiang Chuanyao like this, and snuggled up to him, like a delicate and sensible little girlfriend, her head was raised from the other party's chest, and her eyes looked up: "So you want to invite me to run a hot spring together?" ”

Jiang Chuanyao lowered his head slightly, and his words were very clear: "I invite you." ”

Bai Mang sat up straight and flicked his head: "Refuse." ”

Jiang Chuanyao: "......"

Bai Mang and Jiang Chuanyao each went back to their rooms.

The front banquet sat in the last row for her, even if her eyes maintained clear vision, she was not as powerful as the 50-fold magnification of the mobile phone camera.

She opened the photo on her phone and zoomed in to see it.

This is a wrong work, a sketch of a man and a woman looking at each other. The men and women in the painting are very eye-catching, young, bright, and their eyes are full of love for each other.

Is this Zhong Ling's work?

Bai Mang looked at the bottom of the work, and there was a small signature, a detail that would have been noticed by the reporter who took the photo. This painting is not Zhong Ling's work at all.

The signature is designed, and the average person can't recognize who it is.

What shocked Bai Mang even more was that the woman in the painting was half similar to Bai Hui, not how similar her facial features were, but the proportions of the entire head, shoulders and neck, which were also full and slender, with smooth arcs.

The male protagonist in it has a cold and indifferent temperament.

Who is he?

Bai Mang searched for Zhong Ling again, and from the original Chinese painting forum in the past, there is still an evaluation of Zhong Ling's paintings, Zhong Ling is a figure fusion of sketching techniques, and combined with the characteristics of traditional ink painting, the painting style is elegant and simple.

But this painting is not elegant and simple at all. The colors are full of warmth and vitality.

……

"Mom, I got a boyfriend." Bai Mang sent a message to Bai Hui on WeChat.

This time, Bai Hui ignored her.

Bai Mang was lying flat on the bed, his legs were spread widely, and he sat straight in the center, and Bai Mang introduced his boyfriend to his dear mother: "His name is Jiang Chuanyao, he is very handsome, he is a child of a rich family, four years older than me, and he graduated from college this year." ”

Bai Hui still ignored her.

Bai Mang typed again: "Can I bring it to meet you?" ”

Finally, Bai Hui replied to her.

A question mark.

"Because he's already taken me to see his mother." White mango added.

Bai Hui threw a sentence: "Then you tell him that your mother has been angry with you." ”

Bai Mang was silent.

She wanted to send Bai Hui a photo of Jiang Chuanyao, but found that she didn't have a single photo of Jiang Chuanyao, only a group photo in the farm.

In the photo, she and Jiang Chuanyao are sitting together, and they also look like lovers.

Bai Mang took this group photo and sent it to Bai Hui.

After a while, Bai Hui gave her a sentence, which was a piece of advice: "Pay attention to contraception, don't get pregnant young." ”

In this world, there is only Bai Hui, and Bai Mang has no way to deal with her.

-

The next day, Bai Mang took Jiang Chuanyao's car down the mountain.

"Where's your mother?" She asked.

Jiang Chuanyao: "I left last night." ”

Bai Mang: "So suddenly. ”

Jiang Chuanyao: "The old problem is committed, and I have to go down the mountain overnight." ”

Bai Mang's eyelashes blinked, as if she was dazzled by today's good weather, and stupidly, she tilted her head to look at Jiang Chuanyao: "What's the problem?" ”

Jiang Chuanyao: "My heart is not good. ”

Bai Mang reacted: "...... Then you have to make her less angry. ”

"It's hard. I'm a rebel in her eyes. Jiang Chuanyao humored and paused, "Now, I have found another rebel girl as a girlfriend." ”

Bai Mang's face was well-behaved, and he didn't approve of her boyfriend's words: "I'm not, I've always wanted to be a good daughter." ”

Jiang Chuanyao tilted his head, glanced at her lightly, and his tone was slightly more serious: "Mango, I want to make it clear to you in advance, about the taboo on our relationship." ”

Bai Mang looked confused, so he had to ask: "If you have any taboos, you say it first." ”

Jiang Chuanyao: "I don't have taboos, so I want to ask you, are there any taboos?" ”

"For example?"

Jiang Chuanyao looked ahead: "For example, you can't kiss, or do other things." ”

Bai Mang's brain was not stupid, and he immediately understood the meaning of Jiang Chuanyao's words. She and him fell in love so suddenly, and the two of them had a bit of strange personalities, and they also had different purposes, and they really had to say the taboos of both parties.

"I don't have any taboos." Bai Mang spoke quite responsibly, she was already an adult, and she could be completely responsible for herself.

Jiang Chuanyao: "......"

"Okay, I see."

"Wait—"

Thinking of Bai Hui's words last night, Bai Mang turned his head again, his eyes fell on Jiang Chuanyao's beautiful lips, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva inexplicably. She is still a very young girl, and her body will have a natural reaction to these topics.

"I have a taboo." Bai Mang spoke.

Jiang Chuanyao: "...... You said. ”

"Ma Bao" remembered her mother's instructions last night, and said directly: "I can't get pregnant young, so you have to pay attention to contraception." ”

There was a sudden turn ahead, Jiang Chuanyao's originally smooth driving seemed to have a slight slip of the steering wheel, and the black SUV stopped on the mountain road.

“！！！”

Bai Mang's little heart also stopped.

"Don't worry." After a while, Jiang Chuanyao replied to her in a more serious and mocking tone, "I don't want to be a father at a young age." ”

White Mang: ......

How does she have a ...... Feel free to make yourself private for life!

------Off topic------

What is the taboo of falling in love with a mango?

White Mang: ...... There can be no small mangoes.