"Back then, I was his boyfriend?" Ling Mo replied very reasonably, he was seriously pursuing Lin Yuanlan back then, and she also agreed to be his girlfriend, although this identity has not been agreed by the Lin family's parents for the time being, but the identities of the two are already there.

"Oh." Zhou Jiayao turned out to be "You are Lin Yuanlan's boyfriend, it's not bad!" Expression.

"Back then, you were correcting my girlfriend, and today, if you are correcting my wife, Zhou Jiayao, I will let you know what it means to regret it?" Ling Mo's tone was flat with warning, but his expression was faintly murderous.

Zhou Jiayao frowned, these days, a man who can radiate murderous intent in his eyes is not an ordinary person.

However, it is not his style to give up the pursuit of the woman he likes.

"I never wanted to rectify Yuanlan." Zhou Jiayao solemnly stated, "Is there any misunderstanding Mr. Ling? I just like her paintings, in fact, she is really different from Lin Yuanlan, the girl I like is not your wife's type, so you can rest assured. ”

"You'd better just like her work." Ling Mo opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, started the car and left.

Zhou Jiayao turned around and turned his back to Ling Mo's car, not wanting him to be able to see the faint angry expression on his face through the rearview mirror.

Anyone has the right to pursue the woman they like.

He couldn't catch up with Lin Yuanlan back then, and now, he will definitely not let go easily.

He has always been unruly, and when did he care about the eyes of the world?

Now, the person he likes is called Ning Yuanlan, not only her works, but also her people, especially his focused expression when painting, which he can't resist. Seduction: Bewilderment.

He doesn't care if she is someone else's wife, let alone if he is close to her, whether he will become a small man in the eyes of secular people: three.

Zhou Jiayao smiled unruly at the corner of his mouth, went to the door, and started his day's work.

Approaching noon, Ning Yuanlan instinctively came back to his senses and glanced at the backpack he had placed under the ladder chair, wondering if Ling Mo wanted to call her now.

He looked up at his watch, there were still twenty minutes to go, and if he really wanted to call, he would do so in those twenty minutes.

Ning Yuanlan thought about it, couldn't help laughing, and continued to write.

After waiting for ten minutes, there was still no phone call, Ning Yuanlan was a little anxious, and decided to end his morning's work, go to the bathroom to wash his hands and go to the toilet.

"Are you going to rest?" When Zhou Jiayao saw her coming down, he intimately helped him hold the ladder chair, and when she was about to go down, he also leaned sideways to give her a place.

"Thank you." Ning Yuanlan thanked him, although it was not what she asked him to do to help the ladder, but the beneficiary was her, and it was necessary to say thank you.

Zhou Jiayao watched her go to the bathroom, and before she closed the door, the mobile phone in her bag vibrate.

Zhou Jiayao rolled her eyes and glanced at the bathroom, she was about to get off work, it would take a certain amount of time to wash her hands and face, it should be enough, Zhou Jiayao thought about it, and had already taken Ning Yuanlan's mobile phone out of her bag.

The phone showed Ling Mo's name, and sure enough, he was coming to her for lunch.

This is absolutely not a no-go.

Zhou Jiayao took Ning Yuanlan's mobile phone in his hand, but he didn't answer it, waited for the call to end, and then clicked on the airplane mode, edited a text message in her mobile phone, waited for a minute or two, canceled the airline mode, and sent the text message.

That's when the phone is turned off.