Xuxu seduces him

Chapter 92 Bad Taste

The word "Brother" made Lu Yuan turn around. He also knew Xu Jiaqian, and his hand on the car door froze unconsciously.

Xu Jiaqian put one hand in his trouser pocket and held a cigarette in the other hand. The smoke rose and spread in the air. "Come here."

These words were naturally spoken to Xu Yan.

Xu Yan didn't dare to interrupt his elder brother's words. He glanced at Lu Yuan and walked towards Xu Jiaqian with his head down.

As she moved, Lu Yuan behind her also moved.

The two walked up to Xu Jiaqian, and Xu Yan said softly, "Brother."

"Mr. Xu."

Xu Yan glanced at Xu Jiaqian, seeing his gloomy face, and his voice trembled slightly: "Brother, this is my boyfriend Lu Yuan."

"Oh." The voice was cold. Even after hearing Xu Yan's introduction, Xu Jiaqian remained calm.

He raised his hand to open the back door and stuffed Xu Yan in. Then he looked up at Lu Yuan and said, "It's getting late. Mr. Lu, please go ahead. I'm going to take my sister home first."

After saying that, Xu Jiaqian also got into the passenger seat. Xu Yan looked at Lu Yuan from a distance through the car window. The next second, Xu Jiaqian asked his assistant to drive.

In the end, only the exhaust gas and Lu Yuan were left.

inside the car.

Xu Yan seemed to be hesitant to speak, staring straight at Xu Jiaqian, while Xu Jiaqian glanced at Xu Yan's conflicted expression through the rearview mirror in the car without making a sound, then closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and the air became increasingly silent.

After returning home, Xu Jiaqian raised his hand, grabbed the top of his tie and pulled it down, looking extremely annoyed, "Didn't you scold the scumbag at that time? It's only been a short time, why doesn't a good horse turn back?"

Xu Yan muttered softly, "I'm not a horse." After that, she raised her eyes and looked directly at Xu Jiaqian, "Besides, it's been more than a year."

As if being amused by Xu Yan's words, Xu Jiaqian laughed out of anger, "Oh, you still know that it's been more than a year, and you are still related to him. I think you have forgotten all the tears you shed."

“I haven’t forgotten, I haven’t forgotten.” Seeing Xu Jiaqian was furious, Xu Yan could only try his best to go along with his elder brother.

Jialan Garden at the other end of Lincheng.

Facing the table full of cooked food, Liang Ming looked down at his watch. It was almost eight o'clock, but He Rongsheng still hadn't appeared.

He looked at the class schedule on his phone and examined it carefully. He had no classes this afternoon or evening.

Unable to bear it any longer, he made a phone call. The phone rang for half a minute but was not connected. He dialed again, but this time he got a direct reply: "The user you dialed is currently on the phone. Please try again later..."

Liang Mingyuan's expression gradually turned ugly, and he could only send a WeChat message to He Rongsheng: "Call me back, or you know what will happen."
Fortunately, my WeChat account was not blocked, and the call was returned one minute after the message was sent.

"Why didn't you come tonight?" Liang Mingyuan asked directly.

He Rongsheng was lying on the bed, with her feet in the air, swinging back and forth, and said coquettishly, "Who told you to stand me up yesterday?"

Liang Mingyuan was silent for a few seconds, then said: "I bought another bag."

Hearing this, He Rongsheng's feet paused for two seconds, then continued to shake, and he pretended to say "Oh" calmly.

"You don't want it?" Liang Mingyuan coaxed.

He Rongsheng said hypocritically: "I don't want to."

"Okay, then I'll just throw it away. No one wants it anyway."

"Don't." He Rongsheng couldn't hold back his anger, he straightened up and sat on the bed.

"Then come here."

……

Half an hour later, He Rongsheng walked into the apartment.

The light yellow one-shoulder top and the apricot pleated skirt make her look youthful and beautiful, which is eye-catching.

With her long hair casually spread out behind her, Liang Mingyuan's eyes flickered as he saw her fair and round shoulders. He Rongsheng put his schoolbag on the sofa and turned around to see Liang Mingyuan sitting at the dining table, facing a table of food, but not touching his chopsticks.

She walked over, put her hands naturally on the back of the chair, and asked Liang Mingyuan: "Don't you want to eat? It's cold."

Liang Mingyuan's eyes lingered on the delicate face, then he retracted his gaze and asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

He Rongsheng scratched her head embarrassedly. She had already had dinner at school.

"I'll heat it up for you."

"You can cook too?" Liang Mingyuan asked in surprise.

He Rongsheng shook his head honestly, "No, but it should be no problem to heat up some food."

As she said that, she carried the dishes into the kitchen, and then Liang Mingyuan stood up and followed her.

"You've been wearing this outfit all day?" Liang Mingyuan stood behind He Rongsheng and glanced him up and down.

"Ah."

He Rongsheng felt a weight falling on her shoulders. She tilted her head and saw Liang Mingyuan's chin resting on her shoulder with a strange look on his face. "Doesn't it look good?"

Liang Mingyuan shook his head, moving his chin back and forth on the exposed skin. He put his hands under the sweater, leaned close to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "What are you wearing..."

He Rongsheng's face turned red. She held the pot handle in one hand and the spatula in the other. She couldn't use her third hand to stop Liang Mingyuan, so she could only let him do whatever he wanted. "Don't..."

When the dishes were ready, Liang Mingyuan walked out of the kitchen contentedly, carrying the dishes, followed by a blushing He Rongsheng.

While Liang Mingyuan was having dinner, He Rongsheng sat on the sofa and drew. After he finished his meal, he walked to the sofa with a cup of tea. He Rongsheng was carefully revising the design draft.

"You study art?"

He Rongsheng nodded.

Liang Mingyuan looked at her design draft and could tell that she put a lot of effort into it.

"Twenty is a sophomore, or is it..."

He Rongsheng said: "I am a junior."

"Does Liang Jewelry know?"

He Rongsheng raised his eyes and glanced at Liang Mingyuan. Was he going to reveal his identity? He replied, "Everyone knows that it is the leading enterprise in Lincheng."

"Do you want to come in?"

"You want to give me a backdoor?" He Rongsheng asked in a surprised tone.

"It's a beautiful thought."

He Rongsheng said, "Yes, during the autumn recruitment a month ago, the starting point for interns in Liang's design department was graduate students and they were also required to win first prize in the school design competition. The requirements were very strict. I accompanied a senior who was in her third year of graduate school to the interview. However, Liang's humanistic care was quite good. While I was waiting outside, they even brought me some water."

Liang Mingyuan looked at the innocent person in front of him and couldn't help but raise his head and knock on He Rongsheng's forehead, as if to vent his anger.

"Ah, you hit my head again." He Rongsheng raised his hand to cover it angrily.

"Hmph, you deserve it." Liang Mingyuan added silently in his heart, it's your fault for not remembering who brought you water.

"Your school anniversary is coming up in a few days?"

"Yes, it's the 95th anniversary celebration. It's said to be very grand." He Rongsheng sat cross-legged on the sofa and asked casually, "Will you come?"

"meeting."

Although no one in the Liang family graduated from an art academy, most of the interns recruited by the Liang family every year are graduates of art academies, so the school also sent an invitation letter to Lao Liang, but Lao Liang probably won't go.

Liang Mingyuan's eyes flashed, and as he watched He Rongsheng concentrate on painting, he felt a sense of evil, "How did you know I could go to the Academy of Fine Arts' anniversary celebration?"