After the appraisal, only my own sister can say such heart-wrenching words.

But Lu Zhengya, who was stabbed in the heart, still had to hold his scarred heart and humbly ask for advice.

So there is the situation at hand.

Lu Jianzhen gave Lu Zhengya a thick notebook.

On it is her experience and inspiration for all the works.

Similarly, only my own sister would show such important things to Lu Zhengya without reservation.

Lu Jianzhen only has one word: "Back!"

So Lu Zhengya recited it.

Goldfinger, who is the overlord male lead, reappears——with an unscientific IQ of 180, he has the ability of photographic memory.

So, not everyone can catch up with the little fairy.

...

The two of them were listening to the explanation of the other, when someone came over.

The other party greeted the two of them politely, but their eyes fell on Jinli without blinking.

"Beautiful lady, I'm Ansherek Poulway, I wonder if I can invite you to balalabala after the exhibition..."

This is the thirteenth person who invited one of the two to have lunch/dinner/good evening together.

That's right, two people.

Even if Jinli was amazing enough, Lu Zhengya was quite attractive in the eyes of many people - young and wealthy people would always attract many people.

Most of the men invited Jinli, and the women hinted at Lu Zhengya.

There were also one or two whose sexual orientation was not in line with the public, and who asked for contact information with Lu Zhengya in front of Jinli.

Lu Zhengya: "..."

Fortunately, Jinli didn't understand Baige language.

Lu Zhengya put on a perfect smirk, and politely rejected the visitor for the thirteenth time: "Sorry, she's not free."

The man obviously felt the hostility from Lu Zhengya, looked thoughtfully at Jinli and Lu Zhengya who was standing beside her, nodded understandingly, and shrugged very freely: "Okay then, I wish you You are happy."

Now, Lu Zhengya's smile was much more real: "Thank you."

Seeing this person leave, Jinli asked suspiciously, "Is this the one who asked me out to dinner again?"

Although they were of different races, the way to strike up a conversation was similar, and Jinli could guess it.

Lu Zhengya: "Well, I declined according to your wishes."

"Okay." Jinli said lazily.

She doesn't want to have dinner with someone she doesn't know and doesn't understand the language.

The two walked forward until they came to a certain corner.

Go left from here, go in, it is the last exhibition hall.

Jinli let out an "ah" and remembered something: "By the way, that portrait of mine is here, right?"

Lu Zhengya nodded unwillingly.

Regarding Jinli's portrait, he had privately negotiated with his sister Lu Jianzhen many times.

He is willing to pay a sky-high price to buy it and keep it as his own private collection.

But Lu Jianzhen refused every time.

Her reason is pure: "Xiao Sier, my sister understands your thoughts, but I can't agree. I am a painter, and it is my dream and original intention to pass on my favorite works to others. And, I am very sure, Jinli wants me to do this."

The last sentence convinced Lu Zhengya.

"Let's go!" Jinli said happily, pulling Lu Zhengya back from his thoughts.

He looked at Jinli.

There was a hint of expectation in Jinli's tone: "I don't know what kind of expressions those people will have when they see my paintings."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like