Chapter 395

When Lin an an entered the store, he saw Ruan Qingyun, a man and a woman, with a false smile on her face. However, it is undeniable that this woman is 350 degrees without a dead angle, and still has 10 degrees to die in her heart.

Frankly speaking, she is a woman who likes such a girl very much. She is generous, decent and elegant. If she is a girl in her stomach She shuddered. If she had a girl in her stomach, she would rather have a good heart than be ugly.

After choosing a place to sit down at will, Lin an an looks around the special store. The structure and shape of the store are a bit like ancient storytellers. There is a big stage in the middle, and a poster is pasted next to it, which says "beating the fox in anger".

At first, Lin thought it was a journey to the West. Later, when he saw that the actors on the poster were all dressed in modern clothes, he realized it was a modern drama.

The words about the plot are printed on the poster. It's very small. It's estimated that you have to lie down to see them. To pass, you have to pass from Ruan Qingyun's position, and she will find that she has gone back.

In order to avoid trouble, she just sat down.

Sitting alone, she seems bored and lonely. Fortunately, she always likes to be quiet, and when she goes out, she has a complete collection of fashion design in her bag, which is the essence of several generations of famous teachers. She needs to think about it carefully.

Fashion designer has always been her dream. In the past, she needed to support her family. She didn't dare to talk about her dream in space. Now that she has time and opportunity, she really wants to go to Milan, France, Britain A good look at these exotic places may give her different inspiration.

Time flows quietly, compliments on the long dinner table are just passing clouds, dusk is falling, and the moon is on the top of the night.

I don't know when it's dark outside. Lin an smiles and looks at the wall clock. It's 30 minutes since the appointed time. Jiang muxiao hasn't appeared yet.

She put the books away, and Fang wanted to get up. Suddenly, the door was pushed open. A little brother wrapped in the night came in with a big bunch of roses. He looked around, and his eyes fell on the guests on the long table. He politely asked, "excuse me, who is Mrs. Jiang?"

The long dining table was buzzing like sleepiness, which exploded in an instant. Especially the beautiful but vulgar girl, she said in a sharp voice: "Wow, President Jiang is really romantic. Qingyun, it must be for you!"

The flower boy glanced at Ruan Qingyun. His cheek was very hot. What a beautiful young lady. He presented the rose bundle to Ruan Qingyun and said, "Mrs. Jiang, please put it away."

Ruan Qingyun's head was dizzy. Did her long company wake up Jiang muxiao's heart? He still loves her in his heart, doesn't he?

Her eyes were filled with excited tears, her long eyelashes were stained with water mist, and some of them blinked heavily twice. The gorgeous rose set off her face more beautiful, beautiful and irresistible.

"Wow, Jiang Zong is so romantic..." The girls surrounded Ruan Qingyun with envy.

The men were full of jealousy and said, "are you sure we are coming to the classmate party today, not the dog abuse meeting..."

"Ha ha ha..."

Men and women's laughter mixed, as if Lin an didn't hear it. From a distance, she could see the shimmering light in Ruan Qingyun's tears.

The trembling heart seemed to be torn, the pain of breathing over and over again ravaged her, the corner of the mouth uncontrollably smoked twice.

Jiang muxiao, this is what you want to show me, isn't it a divorce agreement? OK, I'll give it to you!

She held up her proud head, her white face was complex and indescribable. When she wanted to get up again, the door was pushed open again.

Lin closed her eyes and refused to see anything again.

The man at the long table stopped complimenting and turned to look at the door.

A man in a suit came over, holding a bunch of scattered roses in his hand, looked around and went straight to Lin An'an. At this time, they noticed that there was one more person in the restaurant.

Anyi, a beautiful but vulgar girl, raised her chin, touched Ruan Qingyun's elbow and sneered, "Hey, isn't that poor B you know?"

Ruan Qingyun's eyebrows slightly twisted. She watched Lin An'an get on the bus with her own eyes. How did she come back.

She looked at Lin An'an quietly, trying to find the answer in her.

The man in suit came up to her and asked politely, "excuse me, are you Lin an an?"

Lin an nodded in amazement and looked at the roses in his hand. They were dying and boring. They should have been tortured and difficult to pick.

The depressed men began to laugh: "ha ha, this hanging silk is really the blood of chasing that woman. Hum, it's a pity that the flower was not picked up from the vegetable market?"

They blindly want to find a person who is more failed than themselves, but they have no idea what kind of person they can enter bailaohui.

As soon as the women listen, they cover their mouths and enjoy themselves. Anyi is even more proud and says, "this is discrimination. Can't poor people fall in love?"The room was quiet, and the distance between them was not far. As long as they were not deaf, they could hear. However, both of them seemed not to hear. Lin an stood up in a hurry: "yes, I am."

There are many bloodstains on the Rose Green rhizome, that is

Her pupils shrank and her breathing became more painful.

She seemed to see Jiang muxiao jump into the flower garden, holding a pair of scissors, helpless, and finally had to wring the rhizome desperately. When she was bored, she just grabbed the rhizome and wring it desperately The big sweat of beans fell down his cheek and fell on the bright rose.

The dyed red rose is dazzling, but there is no bloodstain on the green rhizome, which makes Lin an dazzling.

Tears fall without warning, it's really

She slightly turned away from her face and choked, "thank you."

The man in suit bowed slightly and went out.

When people looked at this scene, it turned out that the man in the suit was not the protagonist. The women took a look at the flower, waved their hands and sniffed.

"If a man dares to cheat me with such rubbish, I'll make it hard for him." Said a woman in a huff.

Another woman immediately echoed: "that is, don't think we are all good at cheating, hum, such a trick can only fool silly women like that."

She boldly looked at Lin An'an, as if she didn't mind the other party hearing.

Several people laughed.

Ruan Qingyun's beauty is completely extended. She thinks that the bunch of roses must have been prepared by Jiang muxiao to humiliate Lin An'an. It seems that no matter how many years have passed, the people who are enough to stand beside Jiang muxiao are Ruan Qingyun.

The smile on the face spread infinitely, almost to the ear.

Ruan Qingyun's proud eyes fell again on the quiet corner and on the woman holding the bouquet.

Her pure face is not angry, sad, desperate, only safe and quiet, and integrated with the environment, even the smart eyes are stained with a trace of moving.

She frowned slightly, and the restlessness in her heart was like the steam coming out of the steamer.