After getting on the bus, Si Chenyi asked with a smile, "do you want to go back to the villa?"

"Well, go back." Liao Meixing's voice is a little lower than before.

Si Chenyi can't see her appearance clearly, also no longer ask more, just drive slowly.

The beauty of Paris at night is beyond words. Liao Meixing's eyes have been outside the window, looking at the bright and moving lights, looking at the magnificent buildings.

It's good to be alive.

Live.

Liao Meixing adjusted herself for a while, and her mood was almost restored. She turned around and looked at Si Chenyi in the driver's seat with a smile.

"Mr. Si, why are you still here so late? Is there anything to deal with? "

"Then why are you here?" Si Chenyi light asked, he turned to quickly look at Liao Meixing, eyebrows immediately wrinkled up: "how is your face?"

"Face?" Liao Meixing subconsciously touched herself, and then immediately reflected that she had been slapped severely by Liao Xinci. It is estimated that there are still palm prints on her face.

She turned her eyes and pretended to be wronged: "in fact, I was beaten just now."

Si Chenyi suddenly brake, surprised to see her: "who hit?"

"The people on the road, they not only beat me, but also took my money, ah! By the way, my hand is hurt, ah, ah, it hurts! Can the match be postponed Liao Meixing said, he also deliberately raised his hand, whining pain.

"What?" Si Chenyi's face suddenly sank down and caught Liao Meixing's hand hanging in the air: "where did you get hurt? Where was the accident? How much money was stolen? Let's go to the police now! "

Liao Meixing is stunned. She looks at the seriousness and care in the eyes of Si Chenyi and the way the other party holds his hand. Her heart trembles fiercely, and a sly voice suddenly appears on her face: "cheat you, you are not robbed!"

Si Chenyi frowned tightly and looked at Liao Meixing carefully from top to bottom: "sure?"

"Yes! If I was robbed, I would be crying when I saw you. And I'm a poor man, and I don't have much cash. " Liao Meixing's eyes slightly curved, outline a good-looking arc.

What about the face Si Chenyi asks in a low voice, still feel not quite at ease.

Liao Meixing smile: "face is my own carelessly scrape out, ah, really OK!"

Her tone sounded relaxed. The smile on her face was as bright as the light outside the window. Si Chenyi was relieved and did not ask any more questions.

Liao Meixing looked at his hand on his arm. After such a close distance, she found that Si Chenyi's hand was more beautiful than she imagined.

The white palm has distinct bony joints and long fingers. She thinks she has seen many good-looking hands, but Si Chenyi's hands make her feel beautiful.

Her eyes reluctantly left from the palm of her hand and ran into the eyes of Si Chenyi. She immediately retracted her hand and scratched her head in embarrassment.

Si Chenyi's reaction is usually calm. After confirming that Liao Meixing is OK, he turns around and starts the car again.

Liao Meixing kept looking at him and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Si, no wonder he Fangshuang likes you. Are you so good to everyone?"

"Good?" Si Chenyi light looked at her: "in your eyes, this is good? But in my eyes, you are the relevant personnel of this competition, and the specific safety is also within the scope of my responsibility

Liao Meixing's heart stabbed and suddenly dropped her head.

Well, shame again.

In their own eyes is good, in the eyes of others is just routine.

But In her eyes, it is really good to be cared about by people who are not familiar with.

"Is it?" Liao Meixing Tut, also did not continue to say.

Si Chenyi's speed is not slow, so two people quickly returned to the villa.

After getting off the bus, Si Chenyi did not forget to explain: "the announcement of the competition content should be in these days, so you'd better ensure your own safety and try not to come out at night."

"Yes, Mr. Secretary in charge." Liao Meixing blinked her eyes and said with a smile, "the last time that white skirt, Mr. Si has not been reimbursed with me."

Si Chenyi slightly frowned, recalled that day's event, surprised to see the face of the woman.

"What am I doing? At that time, you said you should be responsible. Besides, you are the cause of this matter. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been splashed Liao Meixing laughs with a sly smile in her eyes.

Si Chenyi:

In the end, Si Chenyi still paid the money. Liao Meixing left happily. When she returned to the villa, she took a deep breath and went back to her room.

This room is also a huge studio. There are all kinds of paintings she has painted by herself these days. The style is completely different from that before. All of them are dark and depressive. Now it seems that it is a kind of emotional catharsis.How about drawing it.

These things can't pass Liao Xinci's place. If that person saw them, he would be very angry.

Liao Meixing sighed and piled all the things she really wanted to draw together and tore them up like venting.

People, the most taboo is to try to get something that doesn't belong to you.

Liao Meixing was lying in bed, unable to sleep for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the next day just got up, the accident happened.

Liao Meixing turned on her mobile phone and was about to see if anything new had happened. As a result, she saw the latest report in the art circle. She said that she was one of the only three contestants left in the painting competition and was with a painter's agent in the circle. She was photographed in a secret meeting at night!

Liao Meixing has a question mark on her face.

One of the three left?

Was Anle photographed with whom?

But who is the agent of the great God?

Liao Meixing quickly opened the push message and found the photo. She was scared to lose her mobile phone immediately.

That picture is actually she and Si Chenyi!

And it was last night in the car, Si Chenyi grabbed her hand, and she was so coincidental that she looked at Si Chenyi with Wei Qu Zheng in her eyes.

Do evil.

The picture looks like it's real.

And the angle of shooting is so good Liao Meixing even thinks that even if they go out and deny it now, it is estimated that few people will believe it.

At this time, the Internet has indeed begun to discuss this matter, and the spearhead is aimed at whether the game is fair.

Because Si Chenyi's identity may not be understood by many people in the circle, but those who know a little bit understand his position in the circle of painting.