he is intoxicated

Lin Yanyan was wearing a light green floor-length dress, [-]cm high heels, and delicate nude makeup as she swayed towards them.

The swaying and artificial appearance seems to be walking a red carpet.

Nan Hua snorted with a sneer, raised her big beautiful eyes and gave Huo Beiyao a hard look.

What do you mean, I made an appointment to see the exhibition by myself, and called Shanglin Yanyan.

Is it not lively enough?

She quickly lowered her head to look at Yangyang.

Yang Yang's handsome face was serious, without turning his head.

He ignored Lin Yanyan.

Nan Hua felt a little more comfortable, took his little hand and said, "Yangyang, your father is busy, shall we go in first?"

Yang Yang didn't take out his hand, and let her hold it.

The two walked side by side towards the gate of the exhibition hall.

Huo Beiyao told the driver: "Take the toys and clothes Miss Shen bought for Yang Yang into the trunk."

"Okay, Mr. Huo."

The driver did so.

soon.

Lin Yanyan came over, put her arm on Huo Beiyao's arm naturally, and said with a smile, "Brother Beiyao, let's go in."

Huo Beiyao's handsome face sank slightly, he withdrew his arm indistinctly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Lin Yanyan glanced at the backs of Yang Yang and the others, and said with a smile, "I'm here to come to the exhibition, let me accept the influence of art."

"I'm asking you, how come you come at such a time?"

Lin Yanyan shrugged and smiled, "Do you believe me when I say it's fate?"

Huo Beiyao's eyes showed a trace of disgust, "Are you following me?"

"No, it just so happens." She raised her hand and pointed at the gate of the Yang Exhibition Hall, and said with a smile, "Let's go in quickly, Miss Shen and Yang Yang have already gone in."

Nan Hua led Yang Yang to the door to check the ticket, showed the health code, and walked in.

In today's art exhibition, there is Nara Yoshitomo, whom both she and Yangyang like.

It seems that Shen Fengru has put in a lot of effort to find out what Yang Yang likes.

He is a shrewd businessman who knows how to match his interests.

Nara Yoshitomo's works are mostly cute and rebellious little girls, not beautiful, but full of personality, exuding a strong atmosphere of loneliness.

His painting techniques are simple and pure, but he can poke the most sensitive and softest part of people's hearts.

The first time Nanhua saw his paintings, she fell in love with them.

From his paintings, one can get a kind of gentle comfort and very mysterious resonance.

When Yang Yang was one year old, the first picture book she bought for him was "Penguin Story" by Yoshitomo Nara.

At that time, he couldn't put it down.

Nan Hua held Yang Yang's little hand, quietly admiring Nara Yoshitomo's works, her heart gradually softened.

The sharp edges and corners on his body were also temporarily put away.

She clearly knew that it was Yang Yang who made her really soft.

How I wish time could stop at this moment.

In this way, she and Yang Yang will freeze at this moment and will never be separated.

Gradually, Nanhua realized that something was wrong with him, he spoke very little, not like a normal child.

Except for those two sentences at the entrance of the exhibition hall, he never spoke again.

No matter what she asked him, he didn't answer.

The small mouth was tightly pursed, and only a pair of big black eyes were focused on the paintings on the wall.

As if immersed in their own world.

Nan Hua could clearly feel his loneliness and trauma.

It was caused by the loss of a mother.

Her heart ached.

Suddenly came Lin Yanyan's coquettish voice from behind: "Miss Shen, so you and Yangyang are here, so it's easy to find me and Brother Beiyao."

Nan Hua straightened her body for an instant, without turning her head.

If she hadn't intervened in his marriage, Huo Beiyao would not have changed his mind, nor would he have ordered the driver to kill him, and Yang Yang would not have become like this.

The lively and lovely child who used to be is now lonely and introverted, full of preoccupations.

The culprit of all this is Lin Yanyan.

Lin Yanyan was bored.

She walked up to a piece of work, handed the phone to Huo Beiyao, brushed her hair, cocked her head and said, "Brother Beiyao, can you take a photo for me?"

Huo Beiyao didn't answer the phone, his eyes fell on the paintings on the wall, and he said flatly: "The works on display are all copyrighted, and taking pictures is tantamount to infringement."

Lin Yanyan ate the door shut, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and her hand holding the phone froze in mid-air.

It took a while to get it back.

After leaving Yoshitomo Nara's exhibition, Nan Hua took Yang Yang's hand and went to the next exhibition.

She was afraid that Yang Yang would be tired from walking, so she bent down and picked him up.

Hold it like you did three years ago.

Yang Yang didn't resist her embrace, and even stretched out his little hands to wrap around her neck, as if he was used to hugging her.

His familiar movements and breath made Nanhua's heart ache.

After walking a few steps with him in his arms, Nanhua gradually felt a little strenuous.

The injury on the sole of the foot also began to ache.

Although Yang Yang was thin, his height was inherited from Huo Beiyao's, and he was much taller than children of the same age.

He was only five years old, but he was almost as tall as a seven or eight-year-old child.

Her back began to sweat finely.

But seeing Yang Yang's dependence on her, she couldn't bear to let him go, so she hugged him and walked forward.

Huo Beiyao's thin ice-like voice suddenly came from behind him: "I have a body like an awl, but I still want to embrace Yang Yang, and I am overwhelmed."

He actually wanted to say: You have an injury on the sole of your foot, aren't you tired holding such a tall child?Let it go.

But as soon as the words came out, the taste changed.

It took a while before he realized it.

The reason why it was awkward was because a few days ago, he took care of Shen Nanhua for most of the night, but she got up and left with Lin Mobai.

He was angry with her about it.

After a long time, he realized that he was angry because he cared a little bit about this woman.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Unexpectedly, besides Nanhua, he would also care about other women.

I couldn't help feeling guilty towards Nanhua in my heart, feeling that I had betrayed her.

He took a step forward and stretched out his hand to Shen Nanhua, "Give me Yangyang."

Nan Hua hugged Yang Yang tightly with both hands, without saying a word.

She didn't bother to talk to him.

On the other hand, Yang Yang, after hearing what his father said, made a move and wanted to come down.

Although he didn't speak, Nan Hua guessed his thoughts, bent down to put him down, and asked softly, "Are you thirsty?"

Yang Yang shook his head.

"After watching the exhibition, Auntie will take you to eat. What do you want to eat?"

Yang Yang still shook his head.

Huo Beiyao's voice came again, "Yangyang's intestines and stomach are relatively delicate, so he can't eat outside. After watching the exhibition, I'll take him home to eat."

Lin Yanyan echoed: "Yes, yes, Yang Yang never eats outside. Miss Shen, don't take him to eat indiscriminately. What if I eat badly?"

Nan Hua really wanted to find a tape to stick the mouths of these two people.

No, just knock it out and throw it into the sewer.

Yangyang is her child, what can be eaten and what can't be eaten, she still doesn't know?

These two people who are nothing, are pointing fingers at her.

She took Yangyang to eat because she wanted to stay with him a little longer, if she could stay a little longer, it was a little while.

After viewing three exhibition areas in succession, Huo Beiyao said, "It's all right, Yang Yang must be tired, I'll take him back."

Several people go out.

When they broke up, Nan Hua stood by the side of the road, staring straight at Yang Yang, as if stuck to him.

Watch him get in the car, sit down, watch the door being closed by the driver.

It wasn't until their car disappeared without a trace that she withdrew her reluctant gaze and went to wait for a taxi.

There seemed to be a big hole in my heart.

She felt lost.

Just separated, began to miss him again.

The longing fermented in her heart and became more and more intense. She felt a prickly pain in her heart.

A green Porsche MACAN slowly drove over.

The car window was lowered, revealing Lin Yanyan's feminine face, "Miss Shen, do you want to give you a ride?"

Nan Hua took out her sunglasses from her bag and put them on, covering her red eye circles, and said coldly, "No need."

Lin Yanyan had a sneer in her eyes, "You said you are a well-known designer with a lot of income, why don't you even buy a car? Do you know how to drive or can't afford it?"

Nan Hua sneered, "Did Miss Lin grow up drinking sea water? It's so wide."

Lin Yanyan snorted and started the car.

Back to Bihai Bay.

Park your car in the underground parking lot.

Thinking that Huo Beiyao and Shen Nanhua's date had been ruined successfully today, Lin Yanyan was extremely happy.

With her fingers hooked on the car key ring, humming a little tune, she twisted her slender waist and walked towards the elevator.

When turning a corner, a figure suddenly rushed out from the slanting stab, and threw her to the ground with a bang.