Chapter 9: Talent

Ruan Sijia was silent for a few seconds: "In fact, it may be more important to respect his personal wishes than to be the right person. ”

Lu Biao likes Pei Yuan like Pei Yuan so crazy, what can she do? How many humble redemptions, are they useful?

In exchange for more and more ruthlessness.

Lu Mu said righteously: "He is only twenty-six or seventeen, he is not mature at all, what do you know?" It's just fun for that girl, and after playing, it's gone, Si Jia, you're different, our two families are not only world friends, you and Lu Biao have been around for so many years, where is it to say that you will disperse? ”

Ruan Sijia has some complicated feelings in her heart: "Aunt ......"

Mother Lu patted her hands: "I came here today to reassure you, this marriage contract will not be dissolved." ”

"Auntie, what are you going to do?"

But Lu's mother didn't say much, just explained to her at ease. A few words of advice, if she needs help alive, Lu Biao has done anything, feel free to contact her.

Ruan Sijia didn't want to say anything more, but he agreed to her a few words before sending her away.

For several days, there was no news of them.

She and Lu Biao have come to this point, and there are also factors in the family.

Love is really loved, but it is the Ruan family that has grown by leaps and bounds over the years, but it has to help the Lu family, making Lu Biao feel crushed everywhere.

Lu Biao, a proud and intelligent son, naturally can't stand it in terms of self-esteem.

She didn't know what Lu's mother had done to Lu Biao, she was just busy with her own business, the studio, the home, two points and one line.

During this period, a new student Xiao Nian came to the studio, with good skills and a good personality, and he was the first student after Ruan Sijia recovered and returned to work.

And on this day, just after class with Xiao Nian, an uninvited guest came.

Pei Jingnan dyed his yellow hair back to black and put on ear bone studs, still looking like a gangster.

followed by Pei Kite.

Ruan Sijia was not very enthusiastic: "Why are you here?" ”

Pei Jingnan smiled: "Why did Sister Sijia see me with such an attitude, I didn't come to find fault." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Xiao Nian, who was still eating, put down the snack in his hand, and ran over to hug him and call him brother.

Pei Jingnan squatted down and touched her face: "How are you learning?" ”

Xiao Nian nodded: "Teacher Ruan taught very well!" ”

Ruan Sijia looked at them for a while: "She's your sister?" ”

Seeing that Ruan Sijia's expression seemed to be slightly stiff, he suddenly smiled: "My sister said that Mr. Ruan's studio can be regarded as one of the best in Jiangzhou, so I sent it here to learn, our personal grievances belong to us, it doesn't matter if we send our children to class, right?" ”

Pei Yuan smiled: "I also listened to Ah Biao." ”

Pei Jingnan pretended to walk around the studio: "I heard that Mr. Ruan learned painting halfway, and he only studied for five years, so he didn't start learning after knowing my brother-in-law, right?" My brother-in-law likes to draw.,That's just because my sister liked it when she was a child.,He and my sister are childhood sweethearts, you know? He studied it because of my sister. ”

"Jingnan, what are you talking about!" Pei Yuan was angry, then blinked, and said to Ruan Sijia: "Sister Sijia, don't mind, Jing Nanxin is used to being straightforward, and he doesn't mean anything else." ”

It turned out that she came to her sister in a different way to drink Lu Biao's affection.

Ruan Sijia didn't want to deal with them either, and was about to leave, but when he raised his eyes again, he saw Lu Biao standing by the door in black civilian clothes.

When he heard Pei Jingnan's words, he continued casually: "What can't be said, my wife and I met for the first time when we were children, and no matter how many times I talked about it, it was not enough to show off." ”