Chapter 1280

Mengzhi pestle in situ Leng for a long time, suddenly, Sikong Yun's eyes suddenly Piao to this side, she was afraid that he saw himself, hurriedly turned around and left.

"Ah..."

The waiter with the coffee just came towards her. She didn't see it. She ran into it directly. The coffee spilled all over her. She was very embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, miss. I'm sorry."

The waiter kept apologizing.

Meng Zhi shook her head and stumbled to the bathroom.

But Sikong Yun's eyes stayed for a long time because of the sound just knocked down and the familiar figure.

"Yun, what are you looking at?"

The girl sitting opposite him waved at him.

Then he shook his head and chuckled, "it's OK. It seems that he saw an acquaintance."

"Yun, do you think we are suitable? I think it's quite suitable. All aspects of family history are in line with each other. My parents also like yours. Why don't we get engaged directly? "

The woman sitting opposite him has a pair of eyes that seem to overflow gently.

"It's too early to get engaged. We're only twenty-one."

"It's not early. Don't uncle and aunt want to have grandchildren early?"

"It's not urgent. Let's get to know first."

Sikong Yun's eyes have been staring at the direction of the restroom, looking at the woman dare not come out of the restroom.

Since I met all of them here, how can I let them not say hello.

Meng Zhi went to the bathroom to clean her clothes and adjust her confused mood. Then she went back to the coffeehouse.

"Sister Meng Zhi, I thought you dropped the toilet."

Ling ruoxun joked after waiting inside for a long time.

Meng Zhi smiled and shook his head: "Lavender, today's interview is here. I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

Meng Zhi picks up her bag on the chair and hurries to go.

"Well, then we have time to make an appointment for tea."

Ling ruoxun stands up to send Meng Zhi.

"Stay here. My assistant will come to pick me up. Let's not go out together so as not to be noticed. We'll make an appointment next time."

"That's good."

Ling ruoxun watches Meng Zhi leave the room with his bag.

Meng Zhi is in a low mood and walks to the door of the restaurant. He bumps into Sikong Yun and holds the woman sitting opposite him in his arms.

Meng Zhi almost ran into them.

Head down, afraid to look up.

Sikong Yun is like a door god, who stops her way at the door.

"Yun, is this the acquaintance you said you knew?"

Asked the simple apricot son in Sikong Yun's arms.

Sikong Yun shook his head with a smile and clasped her waist with his fingers: "I don't know. It's just a stranger."

Cold voice finish saying, he then hugged Jane apricot son to leave, what leave Meng Zhi is a cool back.

She didn't see the woman's appearance clearly just now, but just by feeling, she could know that she was a big beautiful woman with good family background, good education and beautiful appearance.

Only such a person can be worthy of the boss, Kong Yun. What is she.

Back to the apartment, Meng Zhi was totally confused, as if she had lost her soul.

Assistant Lisa is particularly worried. After three years of her life, although she seems to be hesitant, she is not so lost now.

"Meng Zhi, what's the matter with you?"

Meng Zhi shook her head and leaned on the sofa without saying a word: "go and get me a bottle of red wine."

"Well, what kind of red wine would you like to drink?"

"Celebrate."

"Celebrate what?" Lisa was particularly surprised.

"Celebrate that I'm finally free."

Meng Zhi said something Lisa couldn't understand.

Her mind did not tell anyone. Everyone knows that there are many things in Meng Zhi's heart, but no one knows what is in her heart.

"Here you are."

Lisa took a bottle of red wine and handed it to her. By the way, she took two goblets and put them on the tea table.

"I'll drink a bottle by myself. Don't join the party."

"I can't let you drink alone. I'll accompany you."

Lisa took the red wine and poured half a glass by herself.

Meng Zhi took a sip and drank a cup without any ambiguity.

"So fierce, didn't you go for an interview today? Did the reporter dig up your grief? "

"No, Lisa, please don't ask. If you're with me, just have a quiet drink."

"All right. By the way, do you have a rest tomorrow? I'll catch up with the announcement. I've got an ad for you. "

"I don't want to have a rest. I have to be busy to stop thinking."

"Well, let's go over to the studio tomorrow to shoot the advertisement.""Well."

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in the evening.

Ling Yichen returned to his private villa very early.

Song Xi, who drew at home, didn't know Ling Yichen was back.

She is coloring the painting in the studio. She has watercolors all over her body, and her little face is the same as the little cat.

Ling Yichen went back to the villa and asked Xiao Mei, the servant.

"And miss mu?"

"Miss is drawing in the studio."

"Well."

Ling Yichen put down his suit and went directly to the studio without knocking, for fear of disturbing her painting.

So ling Yichen pushed it away.

After pushing open the door, Song Xi is still painting carefully. He doesn't hear the sound of pushing open the door, let alone when Ling Yichen stands behind her.

"It's pretty good."

The sudden praise made Song Xi's watercolor pen shake.

With a click, the watercolor fell off the drawing board.

A painting to be finished soon.

Destroyed -

just because of that shaken failure.

Ling Yichen was shocked when he saw that the painting was destroyed. He just praised her.

Song Xi looked at the painting in vain, his hands clenched into fists, and he was angry.

I don 't think the atmosphere in this studio is right.

"I didn't mean to. Who knows that you are so uncritical? I'll praise you, and you will be pleased to destroy your paintings. I can't blame you."

Ling Yichen is in a hurry to get rid of his responsibility.

Song Xi turned his head and stared at her angrily. Why don't you knock when you come in? "

"I'm afraid to disturb you. Isn't it necessary to be quiet when painting?"

"What now? You pay for my painting. "

"Money again?"

Ling Yichen looks at her eyes and braves the golden light.

I really doubt that she fell into the eyes of money in her last life, so I only recognize money but not people in this life.

"My painting is going to sell for about 100000 in the market. You've ruined it. Then buy it for me. "

"One hundred thousand?"

For Ling Yichen, 100000 yuan doesn't seem to be a large amount.

Song Xi thought that he thought he wanted too much and was suspected of extortion, so he had to add modestly: "we are friends, so we can give you a discount. Ninety thousand. "

"We are not ordinary friends. If we are good friends, we should have a discount, right?"

"It's a fake. The discount is also a fake. It's 90000 yuan, not much. Now pay."

"Even if I don't destroy your paintings, you don't have to sell them." Ling Yichen exposes her with a smile.

"It's also my business that I can't sell it. Since you have ruined it, you have to pay for it. In view of your slander of my paintings, I'm in a bad mood. I'll recover the original price. 100000 yuan. Give me the money."

Song Xi pleads with him with a cold face.