The stand-in of feigning death is subject to A and Cha

Several weeks later, Lin Xiaoshen brought Shen Luo back to the Su residence.

The black car was driving along the road, shuttling unhurriedly among the shaded trees, the light and shadow flowed, and outside the car window, the shadows of the trees kept receding.

Because the entire mountain belongs to the private domain, there are basically no vehicles coming and going, and it is almost unimpeded.

In just 10 minutes, it stopped at a magnificent manor.

The driver opened the door, bent down and made a gesture of please.

A high-heeled shoe stepped on the ground lightly, and Shen Luo gracefully got out of the car with a white skirt in her hands. Her long hair was draped behind her, and she wore a few yellow daisies on her wide-brimmed straw hat.

She looked up at the place where the wind was clear and the grass was green, she seemed very satisfied, and asked Lin Xiaoshen who came over: "Do I have to dress up like this every day?"

"Of course not. It's your freedom to dress up. It's just that my fourth aunt likes your style better. It's up to you."

Shen Luo lowered his head and thought for a while.

She is a person with very low emotions, and it is difficult to see any expressions. She seems to be a little distressed at this moment: "This pasture is very large, which is very suitable for riding a horse, but it is inconvenient to wear a skirt."

Shen Luo's hobbies are different from those of ordinary girls. She likes all kinds of exciting sports, such as freehand rock climbing and boxing competitions. She even taught herself paragliding and sea surfing.

When he was in high school, he was the bully of the whole school, and almost no one dared to mess with him.

A few days ago, Lin Xiaoshen taught her how to ride a horse, and she seemed to be addicted to it. She ran to the racecourse every day, and even picked out the most tempered ones.

Shen Luo is not the kind of gentle and weak girl, she is even very stubborn, she won't cry even if she breaks her ribs in a fight.

The first time Lin Xiaoshen met her was in Song Ningxi's company.

At that time, Shen Qing was so hacked by two brokerage companies, Tian Duan and Huang Ming, that he quit the circle. When Shen Luo learned about it, he rushed into the meeting room with a stick.

Song Ningxi was sitting on the exclusive seat for the president, and when she looked up, she saw her in a fierce look.

At that time, Shen Luo was wearing black body and ripped jeans, her ears were pierced several times, her baseball cap was pressed low, and her mouth and nose were covered by a black mask, but she could still see the coldness in her eyes.

At that moment, both Lin Xiaoshen and Song Ningxi were startled.

There have always been rumors in the circle that Miss Song's family has raised a fragile little beauty outside, with a slender figure.

Like a lovely little white flower.

But now it seems that this is probably more powerful than the Overlord Flower.

Lin Xiaoshen was shocked that the soft beauty in the rumors was so tyrannical, while Song Ningxi's eyes were full of disbelief, and Shen Luo's whole person changed.

She is not like her Bai Yueguang at all, and she is not willing to pretend to be her Bai Yueguang anymore.

She was herself again, at the cost of abandoning the man she had loved for three years.

But at that time, Song Ningxi was unwilling to let go.

The meeting room was suspended and everyone was invited out.

Lin Xiaoshen went with Gu Minglang, and they were at the back together.

When the door was closing, Lin Xiaoshen heard Song Ningxi's voice sounding slowly, which was completely different from the forceful and stern voice during the meeting just now.

Her tone was gentle, even pleading: "Luoluo, have you ever thought that maybe I really liked you?"

Gu Minglang paused slightly, lowered his eyes subconsciously, and looked at Lin Xiaoshen beside him, his eyes were deep and sad.

"No."

"No."

Inside and outside the door, the two people gave exactly the same answer.

At that time, Lin Xiaoshen remembered this girl who lived in the gossip of the rich and powerful circle.

It was found that she was completely different from the rumors outside. She was not a delicate canary, but a noble red-crowned crane.

When we meet again, it will be like old friends at first sight.

Lin Xiaoshen led Shen Luo into the manor, and the driver picked up the suitcase and followed behind.

Along the way, the servants who passed by frequently looked sideways, as if they were very interested in and liked the beautiful girl brought back by the young master.

Mrs. Su was still playing mahjong with her daughters in the garden, with a few children playing beside her.Because no one dared to naked her, she was winning money every day, so she was very happy.

But today she frowned, obviously, she lost.

Su Jinuan's laughter came from afar: "Mom, I'm so sorry, I won again, so I won't be polite about the set of diamonds you put in the bank."

The old lady Su was so angry that her little daughter threw mahjong, she said unhappily: "I won't be with you next time, you don't know how to play at all, it's just luck, I won't play with you, you go!"

"Isn't this kind of game all about luck?"

The young miss of the Su family gave her a sideways look, and said angrily, "That's right, Xiaosi has been lucky since she was a child. Mom, do you remember that when we were 16 years old, our father asked us to earn 100 million each, so pity us all." After working so hard, I barely managed to earn 200 million yuan. It’s different for Xiao Si, who bought a lottery ticket for 500 million yuan by turning left when he went out.”

As she said that, she laughed: "This luck, probably because I have accumulated great virtue in my previous life."

Su Jinuan also laughed: "But I made another 500 million with that [-] million. This is also my skill, isn't it?"

The second lady of the Su family rolled her eyes sincerely, and said, "Fuck, if you use it to speculate in stocks, you'll get a sky-high price. How dare you say that? Afterwards, it will be directly on the financial news. Those media will follow suit crazily, and dare to brag about you with your eyes closed." It’s the next Buffett. But you didn’t look at the stock market at all during that time, did you? I remember you were still taking risks in the Sahara, and at night you called and lied to your family that you had fallen into quicksand, which scared us half to death.”

Su Jinuan said in a low voice: "Is there any? I don't remember, but this can scare you? You were too easy to deceive at that time, right?"

Second Su gave her a hard look.

While talking, Lin Xiaoshen led Shen Luo over.

Old Mrs. Su, who had a headache from being quarreled by her three daughters, turned her head and saw the two of them. She regained her energy in an instant, and said with a smile, "Is this the friend Xiao Chen was talking about? Come, come, come quickly, alas , looks really good-looking, just like a doll made of ceramics, which is rare."

Shen Luo walked up to her, and greeted her with lowered eyebrows.

The voice was gentle and flat, pleasant to the ear, and Su Ji Nuan felt a little familiar.

But because he didn't want to see Lin Xiaoshen, he didn't want to talk to the person he brought back, he didn't even raise his head, and focused on the mahjong in his hand.Mrs. Su immediately pulled her along and introduced her daughters to her.

The two in front of them smiled back very face-saving.Only Su Jinuan looked indifferent, fiddled with the mahjong on the table, too stingy to lift his eyelids.

The old lady Su immediately kicked her under the table, then gave her a hard look, then turned her head and smiled kindly at Shen Luo: "She is deaf, don't talk to her, what's wrong with living here, just You can tell me, or you can tell Xiaochen, he is the best at pleasing girls."

Lin Xiaoshen was amused, and said to himself that fortunately this is not my girlfriend, otherwise I would have to quarrel with me later.

Shen Luo was very disciplined, and greeted several people one by one, and did not skip Su Jinuan in the end, saying neither humble nor overbearing: "Hello, my name is Tong Wei." Naturally, she did not dare to let Su Jinuan know her real name , can only change a pseudonym.

Su Jinuan raised her head lazily, as if she finally realized her conscience and was ready to give her a look.

Lifting the eyelids halfway, the girl's delicate face came into view, combined with the blue sky and white clouds behind her, it was as beautiful as a pleasing painting, not like a real person.

Su Ji Nuan was stunned, then raised her hand to cover her eyes, barely covering the upper half of Shen Luo's face.

Exactly the same as in the dream last night.

Then, she smiled, propped her chin and asked her, "How dare you come to see me? Don't be afraid..."

Shen Luo was very sincere: "I can pay for the medical expenses."

Su Jinuan asked, "Can you play mahjong?"

Shen Luo thought for a while: "I can learn."

Lin Xiaoshen saw that Shen Luo was slowly blending in, so he relaxed, turned around and went back to his room to take a shower, and was going to see the art exhibition with Matisse in the afternoon.

After his painting was lost, Matisse, who was crazy about art, was more nervous than him. He insisted that his painting was invaluable, and he had to get it back no matter what.

I have flown to several countries to see art exhibitions, and I am afraid that it will be bought by private collectors, and I will never find it again.

I took a shower and changed into a small suit.

Lin Xiaoshen sprayed on some perfume, put on a tie and cuffs, combed his light brown hair up, took the keys and went out after tidying up.When they passed the garden, they vaguely heard a collective gasp from the other side.

He asked the servant what happened, and the servant covered her mouth: "Miss Si lost the mahjong game, and she lost miserably. Young master, your girlfriend is really good, luck is really against the sky, you can draw any card you want, Even Miss Fourth can guess any card in her hand."

After Lin Xiaoshen got in the car, he called Shen Qing and asked him if Shen Luo played mahjong with someone at school.

Shen Qing was silent for a while, and said: "No, she is very lucky, and she can calculate quickly. In the past, when playing cards during Chinese New Year, Tong Kai's year-end bonus would always be lost to

She, no matter what game she plays, as long as she relies on luck, she has never lost.

After Lin Xiaoshen hung up the phone, he silently lit a stick of incense for Su Jinuan.

Matisse asked him to meet in an art gallery, where there was an art exhibition, all of which were very precious master art collections.

When Lin Xiaoshen found Matisse, he was chatting with a British man in formal attire. The two were focusing on the same painting, and seemed to have different opinions.

That man Lin Xiaoshen had seen before, he seemed to be his teacher's student, older than himself.

It seems to be called...

Watson Bronte.

Lin Xiaoshen walked over and greeted the two with a smile.

When Matisse saw him, he immediately became happy, pulled him over to look at the painting, and asked him, "What do you think of this painting?"

After reading it, Lin Xiaoshen commented in a satisfactory manner: "It's not very good, the painting is too deliberate, it's not interesting, it doesn't seem to show much emotion, just like when I was a child, I rushed to complete the task overnight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Watson's face immediately became ugly, and then left without saying a word.

Lin Xiaoshen was puzzled: "What happened to him?"

Matisse said happily: "That painting was painted by him, and I said that this painting is too rigid, and he still doesn't believe it."

Lin Xiaoshen was shocked: "So you let me comment on other people's paintings on the spot? Don't you know that I owe you?!"

"I came to you because I knew it. Who doesn't know that you are the most vicious when you criticize people. Your teacher said that he wanted to hide the painting from you after he finished painting."

Matisse snorted: "Who made him say that your painting is not good, it is obviously good, he is just jealous of you. He also talked nonsense to the group of laymen who don't know anything, saying that your painting is the media The hype is on, they know what a shit."

Lin Xiaoshen was shocked: "My paintings? Aren't all my paintings stored in my basement? How could this art gallery have them?"

"It was sent by your teacher. Didn't you give him an abstract painting last year? He liked it very much. In the words of you Chinese, he can't wait to confess it. So, wherever there is an art exhibition, he will give it to him. It must also be hung in the most conspicuous place."

Lin Xiaoshen said with shame: "Did he not be beaten to death like this?"

"Of course not. You underestimated your teacher's status in the art world too much, otherwise you would have been sprayed all over your body."

The two finished looking at the paintings in the gallery, chatted while watching, and occasionally had disagreements, most of the time they met each other and hated each other.

When Lin Xiaoshen saw his painting, he felt uncomfortable all over, and kept saying to Matisse: "Why don't you take it? The painting is not very good, and it's too embarrassing to hang it. What does the teacher think?" yes?"

Mattis disagreed, saying that he dared someone to take it down, and immediately called his teacher.

Lin Xiaoshen didn't want to see the old man, so he had to shut up.

After the two of them finished watching the painting, Matisse said he would take him to see his teacher, so he led him to a teahouse.

The teahouse is very elegant and quiet, with a simple style, all of which are independent small rooms with good privacy.

There were two people sitting in it.

Hearing the sound, the old man raised his head, looked at the two people who entered through the curtain, and then turned his gaze to the opposite of himself.

Lin Xiaoshen followed his gaze and saw the young man with his back to the door.

The young man was sitting on the ground with his suit jacket neatly folded beside him, drinking tea.

In the mist, I can only see the beautiful profile, more beautiful than the cherry blossoms on the table.

Lin Xiaoshen was stunned for a moment.

Artists are always irresistible to beauty.

Matisse immediately pulled Lin Xiaoshen to introduce enthusiastically: "Teacher, this is the painter Lin. I mentioned it to you. Lin, this is my teacher, Mr. Dawson."

Lin Xiaoshen said respectfully: "Hello, I am a student of Mr. de Broglie. It is an honor to meet you, Mr. Dawson."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the young man's back and froze for a moment.

Dawson seemed to have seen it too, and asked him, "Lu, is he the one you're looking for?"

The young man seemed to take a breath, and said slowly: "Yes, teacher."

Now, the person who froze became Lin Xiaoshen.

The author has something to say

Shen Luo and Song Ningxi's past can be seen in "The Best Actor", is it written in it? I guess this book will have a special episode that belongs to them alone? Recently, the cuties are so silent, those lively cuties in Chenchen Well, why are they gone?