The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Facing such a pair of eyes, Fu Dai felt suffocated and his breathing became a little hurried.

Wang Yue was undoubtedly very beautiful. Otherwise, Fu Dai clearly knew that he was a poor student and was not qualified to fall in love, but he was still seduced by her and fell into the trap of love?

Thinking back to that year, Fu Dai was a little embarrassed. He suddenly came back to his senses and pushed Xia Ling Away.

He stood up from the side and straightened his suit.

"Are you done expressing your gratitude? You can leave now. "

His tone was cold and emotionless.

He looked as if the absent-minded man just now was not him at all.

Fu Dai looked at her stunning moment. If Xia Ling had not been paying close attention, he would have thought that he was indifferent to her kiss.

Xia Ling tidied up the tableware.

"What are you eating tonight? Are you going to my place? Or should I bring it for you? "

Fu Dai said, "I have a meeting tonight. "

Xia Ling said, "that's good. I'll make some sobering soup at home. I'll clean up the guest room for you. Leave the key under the carpet at the door. Remember to lock the door when you come back. I won't get up. "

Fu Dai: "No need. I'll go back to my apartment at night. "

Her tone and manner of doing things were too natural. With his girlfriend's status, it was as if they were really in a relationship.

Fu Dai's face was cold. He wanted to draw a clear line between himself and Wang Yue.

Xia Ling raised her eyebrows. "Why? Are you afraid of me, CEO Fu? "

She smiled until her eyes curved, but for some reason, from the way she raised her eyebrows, Fu Dai could see that she was provoking him.

Afraid of her Heh.

Fu Dai was expressionless. "maybe. "

*

She came down from the 23rd floor.

Xia Ling was blocked by the Paparazzi at the entrance of the company.

In order to cover Xia Ling's tracks, Xiao Yang took a nanny van and went around in circles to attract the attention of the Paparazzi.

Xia Ling wore a mask and took a taxi. She was ready to go to the nearest museum to look around.

Artistic creation required inspiration and writing ability.

Quitting the entertainment industry to become an artist was basically the same process.

In the entertainment industry, acting skills and good looks were people's art.

In the art industry... ... It also looked at acting skills and good looks, but it had a higher requirement for the presentation of one's heart ...

Xia Ling's timing was very coincidental. On Friday, the museum was open to the public. There were historical and famous silk paintings, silks, and imitations of flying pictures.

In her previous life, as the family of an important researcher, Xia Ling usually went out.

Therefore, she rarely went to museums or amusement parks.

Xia Ling received professional guidance from a Chinese painting master.

Although there was spirit in her paintings, the artistry was more intense. However, she used her artistry to the extreme and created her own unique path. The characters she drew were lifelike and had clear hair.

Although her painting had sold for a high price of a million dollars and she had made a name for herself in the art circle, this was still not the right path.

In this lifetime, Xia Ling had become Wang Yue.

She did not have to worry about money and her background was secure. If she were to walk down this path again, her financial resources would definitely be able to withstand her efforts.

One less new handbag and one less new dress would be enough for Xia Ling to buy paint for a long time.

*

Xia Ling was now a b-list celebrity. Although she was quite famous, not many people could recognize her on the road.

Wearing a cap and a mask, she leisurely strolled through the museum.

There were not many children in the museum until the weekend.

The people who came and went, including aunts, uncles, and aunts, looked at Xia Ling a few more times. They also felt that it was too strange for her to wear a mask in the museum on such a hot day.