Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye

Yan Yan looked at the girl who appeared in the news as if she was in a classic painting. Behind her were paintings that she could not understand. The red, green, and green did not know where to look.

"I heard that I sold more than a dozen pictures on the first day, the most expensive one was 500,000 ..." Chen Hong gave Yan Zheng a careful look. "The buyer was Lang Ruoxian."

Fei Ying turned off the TV: "Don't watch it. Let's discuss the shop. Do you think the one you found fit?"

"I think it's OK!" Chen Hong quickly ——————————- said, trying to change the topic, “lots, rents are good, if you have no opinion, I will talk tomorrow.”

Fei Ying looked at Yan Yan, and Yan Yan smiled: "You don't need to do this, as if I've lost love."

"Ah, even if you don't like Lang Ruoxian so much now, it would be uncomfortable to see him like this ..." Fei Ying hugged her, "I heard that he hasn't come to eat these two days."

"That's not right."

Only Yan Yan knew that every night Lang Ruoxian would come back to see if he was rolling, and then bring the things he brought back to himself. Desserts, snacks, or hot drinks.

Neither of them mentioned anything about the flute, as if that person would not exist.

"Let's talk about the store!" Yan Yan took out a pile of paper. "This is what I printed from the Internet. You can see which decoration style you like."

The three looked at Fei Ying suddenly and said, "I remember that my brother had a friend and knew a famous designer from abroad. We might as well ask him to help."

"It's okay." Yan Huan brewed a pot of fruit tea. "Look if people have time, and how much money is clear with others."

The last three set up a division of labor, Chen Hong went to talk about the store, Fei Ying went to the designer to decorate, and Yan Ye was responsible for choosing good-looking tableware.

"I have another suggestion." Yan Yan looked at the two of them. "We might as well move the foundation. As the transportation is convenient, another person may find more people who need help."

"I think so!" Chen Hong patted the table. "I thought it was possible to move the foundation in when I was going to do this salon, so everyone would be convenient."

Fei Ying raised her hand: "A lot of people don't want to expose themselves, we can make a particularly warm room, and the staff can communicate with the helpers in an invisible place, so they will be more relaxed."

You need to know that many people don't show up to strangers, let alone it may be a bad experience.

"This can be done." Yan Yan agreed, and several previous callers suddenly turned back when they said half of the phone, and no contact person answered the phone.

"When I went back to decorate, I remember to put this one in." Chen Hong finished, and saw Yan Ye's cell phone flash again. "Are you muted?"

Yan Yan picked up and glanced at the number, but didn't know it.

"Hey."

Without knowing who the other party was, Fei Ying and Chen Hong found her expressions subtle.

"Who?" Fei Ying asked when Yan Yan hung up the phone.

Yan Yan said in an intriguing tone: "Flute."

Standing outside the exhibition building, Fei Ying and Chen Hong mop together, as if going to the battlefield.

"Your expressions are too exaggerated." Yan Yan had to remind them.

Fei Ying snorted, "We are not nervous, we are helping you grow momentum."

Fandi dare to ask Yan Yan to come to her exhibition, isn't it a naked provocation? Even veterans like Chen Hong said.

"This woman must not be as harmless as she looks, she may be a proper white lotus."

Although they felt that Lang Ruoxian would not be so blind, Fife's behavior did not dare to agree with them, including Yan Yan.

"Since she wants to see me, it is either a demonstration or a provocation. These two are the most useless to me." Yan Yan didn't want to come at all. It was Fei Ying and Chen Hong who asked her to come.

"The enemies are killed in front of the house, aren't you facing it?"

Fei Ying then thought about it, if the flute really has any purpose, it will definitely not be good enough. If she didn't promise her, she would be in trouble if she ran into the house and was frightened, so she came.

"go in!"

The art exhibition was held in the largest exhibition hall in G city. It was already the third day, and there were quite a lot of people. Yan Yan and they slowly looked in along the flow of people. The whole venue is decorated with luxury and high-end, as are those oil paintings.

"Although I don't see good or bad, they are all very advanced." Chen Hong pointed to a painting, "It is estimated that this picture frame costs a lot of money."

"The picture frame is crystal! This lady has a good eye." A voice came in, and the three looked back, and Fife stood there in a pale green cheongsam, like a fresh lily.

Fei Ying Chen Hong looked at each other, the idea has always been: Or we are beautiful!

Lily is so vegetarian, how can it be better than the peony that has a national color? (^? ^ *)

"Miss Yan, I'm glad to meet you. I'm a flute." The woman stretched out her hand, and the emerald on the wrist made Fei Ying almost scream.

Chen Hong glanced at her: calm.

Fei Sakura: I rely on Lang Ruoxian, this bastard!

The communication between the two did not hide Yan Yan's eyes. She laughed and shook hands with Flute: "You and Miss Li."

"Ha ha ha! Don't call me Miss Yun, it's weird. Call it Xiaodi, friends call it that." Chandi pointed over there, "Let's go to the rest area to talk?"

Yan Zheng nodded and looked at Fei Ying Chen Hong: "It's a rare sight to see the art exhibition. You two go around and look for me later."

"Okay, something to call." Chen Hong pulled Fei Ying who wanted to keep up.

When Yan Yan and Xi Di are gone, Fei Ying pouts, "Green tea, is it a demonstration to bring that broken bracelet?"

"You said a few days ago that the bracelet was good-looking." Chen Hong laughed, "OK! Don't underestimate Yan Yan, she is better than us at some point."

It is indeed the cafe of the art museum. Even the chairs are shaped like noses, standing one by one. Yan Yan thought that she must not have been an art-savvy person before, because she really didn't know where these things looked good.

"What kind of coffee does Miss Yan drink?" Flute asked after sitting down, "still drink tea like me?"

Yan Yan glanced at the waiter: "Thank you, boiled water, warm."

"I thought you wouldn't come!" Fandi held the tea bag and pulled it out. "I heard that last time Ruoxian went to see me, you were angry with him ..."

Yan Yan interrupted her: "Sorry, I think you misunderstood. Lang Ruoxian and I were uncles and brother-in-law before, but now friends. It's not the relationship you said, so what about him and you, I don't You will be angry and angry. "

"..." Flute frowned, Qingxiu's face hesitated, but still asked, "Is it an illusion? But why do I think you are hostile to me, or how can I say so ..."

"Directly?" Yan Yan smiled. "That's because you don't know me. I always talk like that. Miss Fife, when it comes to hostility, you are hostile to me, right?"

Fandi took a sip of tea and lifted his neck: "Where did I show hostility and make Miss Yan misunderstand?"

"Since you called me and asked me to come out, you have already exposed your mind." Yan Yan also drank saliva and raised her neck. "You do this, Lang Ruoxian doesn't know?"

Fandi's face finally changed, but she covered it up well, and almost returned to normal almost instantly, showing a quiet smile: "You really misunderstood, I just want to see you, I and Ruoxian are good friends , Not the kind of relationship you want. "

"I don't think you are in that relationship." Yan Yan smiled. "You misunderstood, I did not misunderstand you."

"Then why don't you bother with Ruoxian?" Xi Di also smiled. "Did he not explain to you clearly?"

Yan Zheng crooked her head: "How come you don't understand, you misunderstood my relationship with Lang Ruoxian, so you come to me to test it. This test is useless to me, you don't have to work hard."

"It doesn't matter what relationship you have with Lang Ruoxian, because I have nothing to do with him."

"Really?" Suddenly a mocking expression suddenly appeared on his face. "Then the house you are living in was not bought by him? A woman lives in a house bought by a man, and she says it doesn't matter. Ms. Yan's position in the relationship between men and women It must be different from others. "

Yan Yan raised her eyebrows, did she tear her face directly? The thing she was not afraid of was to tear directly.

"To say that, that Ms. Xie returned to China this time to stay in Lang's hotel. Have you paid for it? Lang Ruoxian bought a painting for you, does he really like it? The car parked at the door is Lang Ye, and the driver is Lang Ruoxian. . "

"Yes! What is it?" Hu Di snorted. "How long have you known each other, do you know? We are the best friends in the world!"

Yan Zheng nodded: "Then I am his brother-in-law, although it is not now. But my son is still the fourth-generation grandson of the Lang family. The old man and Lang Ruoxian could not bear the taste of his life, so give us After buying a house, Lang Ruoxian was afraid that our orphans and widows would be bullied and lived next door ... "

She looked at Fandi's already uncomfortable complexion and asked, "Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Ruoxian!" Flute suddenly stood up.

Yan Yan looked back, Lang Ruoxian didn't know when he came. He stood behind Fei Ying and Chen Hong, and Fei Ying was squinting at her.

"I can't have dinner with you today. If you have any questions, you can contact the scholar." Lang Ruoxian glanced at Flute and walked to Yan Yan with her incredible eyes. "Do you still watch? Let's go home!"

Yan Yan stood up: "I don't understand."

"It's okay, I don't understand." Lang Ruoxian smiled.

"Ms. Xun, next time I invite you to the Foundation to play, but it will be two months later, I hope you will still be in the country at that time." Yan Xia Chong nodded and walked past her.

Lang Ruoxian stopped after passing by: "Xiao Di, come back and talk."

"Huh! I'm angry." Flute stomped.

Yan Yan was surprised to find that this woman was completely different in front of Lang Ruoxian and in front of others, as if she had become a person.

Lang Ruoxian looked at her: "Someone calls the scholar, I'm gone."

"You can stay with Miss Yun." Yan Yan blinked.

"No, we go home." Lang Ruoxian took her hand.