With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

next moment.

He comforted himself in his heart again.

Their security company, the owner behind it, is the Su family in the imperial capital, and he cannot be shaken by a small Internet celebrity.

This little Internet celebrity, that is, a dog relying on the power of others, relying on the support of this lady, deliberately threatened them and tried to be brave, he must have thought too much.

Lin Shuangluo didn't care about what a security guard was thinking. He held his breath in his heart, but his face was still elegant and dignified. He looked at Song Ze, stretched out his hand, and asked, "Where's your mommy?"

In the morning, she saw their mother and son going out together.

It's just that I didn't expect to get mixed up with this big car driver again.

"Grandma." Song Ze yelled sensiblely before saying, "Mommy, she's going to the bathroom and will be back soon."

Lin Shuangluo wanted to ask him whether to wait for Mommy or go in with her.

Lu Ci was already waving at the side, shouting excitedly: "Yu'er, we are here!"

Lin Shuangluo usually dislikes such out-of-the-box people, especially men, who should be mature and stable, which is the best. He frowned without any trace, and turned his head to look over.

Song Yu came over with a plastic bag, and when he saw Lin Shuangluo, he nodded slightly to her: "Mrs. Song."

Lin Shuangluo's already cold face turned even colder, and she didn't want to show anything in front of outsiders, so she nodded to her and said coldly: "If you want to go in, come with me!"

to now.

She still called Mrs. Song!

"Thank you Mrs. Song." Song Yu thanked him politely and distantly.

Lin Shuangluo was so choked by her that her heart throbbed. Seeing her giving Sprite to Song Ze, she frowned and said, "Stop giving your children these unhealthy junk foods from now on."

Done.

Feeling a little better at last.

Turn around, talk and laugh with her sister group and walk in together.

Lu Ci also hurriedly pulled Song Yu, urging: "Come on, otherwise, those of us who don't have invitations, even standing here, will be regarded as an eyesore and will be driven away."

Song Yu didn't know what was going on here, but he still followed up.

Security guards, see them go.

The security guard who had the most intense quarrel with Lu Ci and almost got into a fight asked the captain worriedly, "Boss, have you found out? What is the identity of that lady?"

The security captain showed disdain on his face: "The Song family is just a small family. It was only by fawning on Mrs. Ji recently that I was lucky enough to get the admission invitation. Don't be afraid, she can't do anything to us, that little internet celebrity who was with her, shit neither."

The other security guards who had offended Lu Ci and were worried about losing their jobs were relieved.

Lu Ci, who is not a fart in other people's mouths, has already entered the exhibition hall at this moment.

Song Yu answered a phone call, handed him half-drunk orange juice, and said, "Master, you take Zebao to play, I have something to do, I have to go out, and I may not be able to come back at night."

"Understood, pay attention to safety." Lu Ci reminded.

"Mommy, protect yourself." Song Ze echoed.

Song Yu left.

Lu Ci led Song Ze to continue shopping.

Song Ze ran to "Jiangliuxishantu" and looked at it eagerly.

Lu Ci patted his little head and said, "Let's go and look at other things. If you want this painting, I'll buy it after two days."

Mrs. Chen who was passing by here just happened to hear his words, and secretly spat out something arrogant and ignorant.

This painting "The Picture of River Flowing to the West Mountain" is Mr. Shao Duanhe's collection, and he can buy it back just by saying "buy it back"?What an idiot!

When he walked over to meet Lin Shuangluo, he held her arm pretending to be intimate, and said in a friendly manner, "Mrs. Song, we have been friends for so many years. I didn't say that your grandson has gone to Weiyan now." International kindergarten, where is the place.

After that, if your daughter has a good relationship with the parents in the kindergarten, the range of options for her to choose a spouse can surpass our class, and she can go directly to the sky in one step, and marry into those top aristocratic families. It is not impossible.

Do you think this big Che Lu is worthy of your daughter? "

Mrs. Ye next to him said: "That's right, Mrs. Song, you have to talk to your daughter carefully. She is your own daughter. She will definitely listen to you. If she is married, you can also enjoy the blessings. Your Song family can also have benefited."

When they said this, they knew that Lin Shuangluo had a bad relationship with Song Yu and would not listen to her.

If Lin Shuangluo cared about her and told her these things, the relationship between mother and daughter would become worse and worse.

They wished that Song Yu would be with Da Chelu, so that they could make fun of Lin Shuangluo with this after dinner.

"I'll talk to her about it." Lin Shuangluo replied.

Of course she also knew that what they said was not entirely out of good intentions, but it was not unreasonable.

Song Ze went to Weiyan International Kindergarten, and his future classmates and friends were all children from wealthy families.

Song Yu is beautiful and smart. As long as she has the heart, it is not impossible for her to marry into a top wealthy family.

Several people were chatting.

Mrs. Wu, who hadn't interrupted all this time, suddenly took a few steps forward and said with a smile on her face, "Mrs. Ji."

Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Chen also went up to greet them with obsequious faces.

Lin Shuangluo looked up.

opposite.

It's two ladies.

One, wearing a red cheongsam, looks graceful and luxurious.

One, wearing a blue mermaid dress, looks dignified.

Among them, the lady in a red cheongsam walked up to her with a smile, and held her hand affectionately: "Luoluo, I mentioned you to Mrs. Shen just now. You are the most knowledgeable about calligraphy and painting, and you are a university student." At that time, I was still the president of the Calligraphy Association, and I will rely on you to help us explain these works later."

"Mrs. Ji was joking. I'm just superficial. I can't get on the stage. When it comes to calligraphy and painting, Mrs. Shen is a master." Lin Shuangluo was modest and praised Mrs. Shen instead.

She knows a little about calligraphy and painting, but she absolutely dare not play tricks in front of the Shen family.

She is a good college classmate, so to say so, it is clear that she has no good intentions, and wants to put her on the fire to make Mrs. Shen hate her!

"You are too modest. Back then, you were the talented girl of our school, the beauty of the school, the dream lover of many seniors and juniors." Mrs. Ji said with a smile, and said: "Don't be polite to me, what Ji? Ma'am, just call me by my name."

"What kind of talented girl, school belle, she's just being flattered by others." Lin Shuangluo's slightly lowered brows and eyes flashed a hint of loss and self-mockery.

Today's Mrs. Ji is her college classmate Deng Mengjie.

At that time, she was inferior to her in every way. She was just a small town girl from an ordinary middle-class family, and she wanted to support her and curry favor with her.

Now, she is the mistress of the Ji family.

Although the head of the Ji family is an old man who has been divorced several times, two rounds older than her, half of his body will be buried in the ground.

But her current status is indeed nobler than her.

"You're too modest." Mrs. Ji looked proud, and pulled her to stop in front of a calligraphy work: "You also know that I don't know much about calligraphy and painting, please explain it to me."

snort!

Lin Shuangluo, wasn't she very proud before?

Now, Feng Shui turns, let's see how she takes care of her!

Mrs. Shen also cooperated: "Mrs. Song, then I will trouble you."

"No trouble."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Lin Shuangluo can't refuse, with a calm and elegant smile on her face, her heart is already going to explode, she is extremely ashamed and indignant.

Calligraphy and painting exhibitions of this size will be equipped with professional interpreters.

Deng Mengjie asked her to explain, making it clear that she was deliberately humiliating her, using her as a follower who could be dispatched at will.

Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Chen looked at each other and smiled narrowly.

When Lin Shuangluo came, she had done her homework, and it took no effort at all to talk about it. As she walked, she came to the "Scene of Rivers and West Mountains".

Mrs. Ji asked: "Mrs. Shen, I like Mr. Xianyun's painting the most. I wonder if I can take it down and enjoy it?"

Lin Shuangluo's eyes also fell on the painting, his eyes were full of appreciation.

She also likes Mr. Xianyun's paintings very much. The depths of the paintings are boundless, the scales are majestic, and the personal style is very strong, so imitating her paintings can tell the real from the fake at a glance.

Mrs. Wu handed her a glass of fruit juice and said, "Mrs. Song, you must be thirsty after talking for so long. Drink something to moisten your throat!"

Lin Shuangluo thanked her and took the juice.

Just at this time.

The sudden change!