The next day, Lan Xin didn't get up until noon again. This life of reversed day and night made her a little melancholy. So, after opening her eyes, she sat in bed for a long time before she gradually came back to her senses.

, grabbed the phone and checked it, but there was still no call from someone...

Lan Xin patted her face, that's good. He was tired of her. They broke up and she regained her freedom. What a good thing!

Sure enough, she was not liked by people, and she was already tired of her after just one night!

Lan Xin couldn't be happy when she thought of this. It seemed that she was let go by Mr. Nie. She was not as happy as she imagined. Could it be that after just one day of dating with him, she had become accustomed to his care?

Lan Xin climbed out of bed with a headache and walked into the bathroom to wash up. She was brushing her teeth when her phone suddenly rang. She rushed out of the bathroom without thinking and grabbed the phone excitedly from the dressing table.

The word "Mom" flashed on her phone, which made her feel discouraged. It wasn't him...

"Hello? Mom, I'm brushing my teeth? What's the matter?" Lan Xin asked sadly, holding toothpaste in her mouth.

Jiang Li said over there: "Mom is going to see your grandfather. If you want to come over, come over by yourself."

"Oh, I'll go there later, but at six o'clock I have to teach in the art gallery. As I told you yesterday, I still have to prepare lessons first."

"Okay, then stay with grandpa until about the same time, and then go and do your work."

"Okay, bye."

Lan Xin went out after lunch and drove to the Lan family's old house.

When Mr. Lan saw Lan Xin, he just talked about her lifelong events, which made Lan Xin feel sleepy. Finally, at five o'clock in the afternoon, she got up and said goodbye, and ran out of the old house as if she was running away.

What a disgusting leftover girl! The whole family is worried about her, but she really doesn’t want to get married. She doesn’t think she can be as lucky as Luo Shan or Ji Shuyan and meet the right person.

Her love is stronger than the man she loves...

When Lan Xin arrived at the art gallery, Song Junyi was waiting for her. He was wearing off-white casual pants and a light blue long-sleeved T-shirt. He looked clean and fresh, especially his spring-like smile, which made people feel comfortable.

"Hello, Mr. Song!" Lan Xin stretched out her hand and shook Song Junyi's hands politely, with a slight smile on her lips. 13acv.

Song Junyi smiled and said, "Just call me by my name, no need to be too polite."

"Haha, then you can just call me Lan Xin." Lan Xin said with a smile.

Song Junyi nodded, "Okay, Lan Xin, it's almost time. I'll take you to the classroom. The salary issue cannot be waived because you can't be long-term, so we'll settle the payment based on the number of times."

"Well, okay." Lan Xin agreed without any further politeness.

Lan Xin was assigned to twenty junior high school students. When she followed Song Junyi into the studio, she was slightly nervous. It was her first time teaching, so she was inevitably a little uneasy.

After Song Junyi briefly introduced her to the students, he gave her an encouraging look and left, leaving the studio to her.

Lan Xin recalled the steps in the lesson plan, tried her best to stabilize her emotions, exchanged a few words with the students generously, and then started talking about the use of colors in traditional Chinese painting.

In front of the computer, Song Junyi watched Lan Xin's teaching process carefully through the video, and slowly raised a smile of approval on her lips. For a first-time amateur teacher, Lan Xin was not bad, and her teaching skills were also very solid.

The method is very flexible and should be learned from the traditional Chinese painting master she worshiped before.

At eight o'clock, the teaching ended. Lan Xin packed up her things and walked out of the studio. Unexpectedly, she saw Song Junyi standing outside. She greeted him with a smile and said with a sigh of relief, "I finally finished a class. I'm actually quite nervous."

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"Haha, it's good, come on!" Song Junyi smiled, "You haven't had dinner yet? Today is an official treat, do you want to take advantage?"

Lan Xin was surprised, "Huh? Is it you, the owner of the art gallery, officially?"

"Of course, this is an encouragement meal for you to join our art gallery!" Song Junyi smiled elegantly, with a light temperament, and there was no trace of the philistine of a businessman.

Lan Xin had nothing to do anyway, so she had to have dinner anyway, and she felt that chatting with Song Junyi was quite comfortable, so she nodded happily, "Okay, then I will be cruel and eat a lot!"

"No problem, it's rare for an official to bleed. Don't miss the opportunity to kill me." Song Jun smiled, with a soft look between his brows and eyes.

The night breeze blows slowly, caressing people's faces, as gentle as a lover's hands, making people relax from body to heart.

Lan Xin and Song Junyi walked out of the art gallery talking and laughing. They didn't know what they were talking about. Their happy laughter was blown by the night wind, which was jarring to hear. Especially the pictures that were almost touching each other were so harmonious that it made people laugh.

It feels like a perfect match, but it's distinct and dazzling.

Nie Feihan leaned on the car, staring coldly at the two figures. The cigarette butt between his fingers was suddenly thrown to the ground, and he raised his foot and twisted it out fiercely.

"A long time ago, what would have happened if we had continued to fall in love? The last time I believed in eternity, I was in your warm hands..."

Zhang Liangying's singing suddenly sounded in the night, breaking the conversation between the two. Lan Xin smiled apologetically at Song Junyi and took out her mobile phone. The screen displayed a mobile phone number from Beijing. She was stunned and connected.

,"Hello."

"Where are you?"

On the other end of the phone, a low and cold voice penetrated her eardrums, making Lan Xin startled. "You, are you Nie...someone?"

Forgive her, but when she really wanted to call him by his name, she suddenly discovered that besides knowing his surname Nie, she also didn’t know his full name! Well, at the airport that day, Shao Tianchi seemed to have mentioned his name, but she was absent-minded at the time.

, I didn’t write it down at all, so now I can only use “someone” instead, which is really embarrassing!

"You didn't save my number?" Nie Feihan's voice suddenly became a bit colder. He could not care about her jokingly calling him Nie, but she actually...even saved his number as he specifically told her to do.

Don't even care!

After being reminded by him, Lan Xin remembered this inexplicable incident and couldn't help but feel infinitely guilty, "No, no, I, I forgot..."

"Who are you with? What are you planning to do?" Nie Feihan resisted the urge to beat her up and asked patiently.

Lan Xin glanced at Song Junyi subconsciously, stopped slowly, and whispered back: "Talk to the boss of the art gallery, get out of class is over, and the boss invites me to dinner."

On the second day of the afternoon, Nie Feihan's cold eyes stared at Song Junyi like arrows, and he spat out his thin lips, "Turn left 60 degrees, walk five meters forward, and come here!"

Lan Xin was shocked and turned around reflexively. When her sight fell into the commercial car parked on the side of the road and that tall, familiar figure, her heart jumped out of her chest!

He is actually here! Did he... come to see her specifically?

Lan Xin held the phone and couldn't tell what she was feeling now. She thought he was tired of her, but she didn't expect him to come, so her emotions now are very complicated, including joy, complaint, excitement, and sadness...

"Lan Xin?" Song Junyi looked at the man on the side of the road and said softly: "Is this your friend?"

"Song Junyi, I'm sorry, I may not be able to kill you. I...my friend came to see me. He is a bad-tempered person. Something bad may have happened to him. I have to comfort him." Lan Xin

After coming back to his senses, he quickly said apologetically.

Song Junyi smiled magnanimously, "It doesn't matter. Not tonight, but tomorrow night or the night after. It depends on your schedule."

"Thank you, I'll go now. Goodbye!" Lan Xin smiled gratefully, turned around and trotted towards Nie Feihan.

Running closer, the two looked at each other. Lan Xin narrowed her pupils in confusion, "I, I will save your number right away, please don't be angry, okay?"

"Get in the car!" Nie Feihan shouted, opened the door and got in first.

Lan Xin nervously got into the car from the other side. After closing the door, she felt that she had stepped on a landmine again today, so she moved to the side as much as possible to prevent herself from making any noise.

As the car drove along the street under the night, Nie Feihan stared ahead and said in a cold voice, "Lan Xin, what did you talk about with that man? What is your relationship?"

Lan Xin was stunned, "No, we didn't talk about anything. We just talked about Chinese painting teaching and those students. We have nothing to do with each other."

"It doesn't matter? Then you are happy with him?" Nie Feihan turned his head suddenly, his dark eyes locked on her clear ones, with jealousy clearly floating in his eyes.

Lan Xin was depressed, "Are you interrogating a prisoner? I just smiled. I just met him yesterday, what does it have to do with him?"

Nie Feihan gritted his teeth and grabbed Lan Xin's shoulders, "But when you are with me, I have never seen you smile so happily!"

"Please, you are so serious and cold, how dare I laugh? Do you know that you have a very cold aura, and you are always mean to me, and you scare me away!" Lan Xin took the opportunity to complain.

, vomiting out all the grievances in her heart, and she asked in confusion, "Why do you mind Song Junyi so much?"

Nie Feihan's eyes changed drastically for a few times. He slowly let go of his hand, sat up straight, stared ahead, and fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lan Xin didn't hear the answer and grunted dissatisfiedly, "I really don't understand why you care about me so much. Anyway, I'm always here. Why are you angry? I'm hungry now and want to eat Western food.

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Nie Feihan ignored her and continued to remain silent. His brown eyes were so deep that it was impossible to see through his emotions at this time.

"Hello? I said I'm hungry and want to have dinner!" Lan Xin was annoyed and pulled his sleeves, scolding.

Nie Feihan finally slowly looked sideways, but said expressionlessly: "Want to eat? Kiss me first."

"Ah?" Lan Xin was stunned and wanted to say no, but the man's face was already close to her lips. Even if it was the other way around, she pursed her lips, kissed him on the face, and said a little aggrievedly, "This

Is it okay to get off?"

"Well, okay." Nie Feihan curled his lips and smiled, as if he had never been so unpredictable before.

Lan Xin was stunned by his smile, and then remembered the uncertainty in her heart, and blurted out: "By the way, why are you outside the art gallery? Are you passing by?"

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Chapter completed!