He knew that if he denied their relationship at this time, Ling Xiang would definitely be badly hurt.
Wan Manni, who was originally wary of Ling Xiang and worried that she would affect her status, disappeared after listening to Lin Ge's story.
It turned out to be a divorced woman with a child.
Although he has known Lin Ge earlier than himself, it is not a cause for concern.
Not to mention other things, his background is far worse than mine.
What's more, she is innocent, and any man would know who to choose.
However, this time Wan Manni made a wrong calculation.
Lin Ge's sympathy for Ling Xiang is indeed greater than his love for her.
But Ling Xiang has Xu Qianyi!
In Lin Ge's heart, she is the most influential woman, no doubt about it.
When Xu Qianyi grew up, Wan Manni realized how wrong her original idea was.
"I'm a little tired after running all day. Let's go take a hot spring bath first. Sister Lingxiang, do you want to come with us?"
Wan Manni stretched lazily, revealing her beautiful curves, and then she asked Ling Xiang with a smile.
A strange color flashed across Ling Xiang's beautiful eyes.
This woman suddenly called herself sister, wasn't she just mocking her for being older than her
"Soaking in a hot spring for too long can easily damage your skin. My skin is too delicate, so I'd better not join in the fun. Xiaoge said there's a place for health care here, so I'd better go and take care of my delicate skin."
Ling Xiang fiddled with the hair beside her ears and said indifferently.
The subtext of this sentence is that people who like to soak in hot springs generally have bad skin. Even if you are younger than me, your skin can't be better than mine.
But is Ling Xiang's skin really better than Wan Manni's
not necessarily.
It's almost equal.
The two stunning young women looked into each other's eyes, seemingly calm, but actually sparkling with electricity.
It would be bad for Lin Ge to leave with either party, so he stood up and said, "I'm going out to relax. If you have any questions, please call me at 0 ... ..."
Having said that, he ran away.
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Gao Xiang said he was going to the gym, but actually he drove a sightseeing bus to the shore of East Lake.
He knew that Yuan Mengxin was painting nearby.
In the past, Yuan Ye protected Yuan Mengxin too well, so even though Gao Xiang loved Yuan Mengxin, it was difficult for him to get close to her.
And today, thanks to Lin Ge, there were no guards around Yuan Mengxin, which made Gao Xiang's mind active again.
At a beautiful lakeside that looked like a painting, Yuan Mengxin, wearing a long dress, was sitting there.
In front of her was a wooden picture frame, and under her long, straight legs was a paint bucket.
The sightseeing bus stopped right next to her, but she didn't notice it at all.
The beautiful girl only had eyes for the beautiful scenery before her and was completely immersed in the painting.
Gao Xiang, who came here, was stunned by the beauty who merged into the painting.
Until... until he heard a sweet voice as clear as spring water: "Do you like painting too?"
Gao Xiang woke up as if from a dream. When he came to his senses, he pointed at himself in disbelief: "Yuan is... talking to me?"
Yuan Mengxin, who was still sketching on the picture frame, smiled softly and said, "Is there anyone else here? I remember you. Last time, you were beaten by Xiao Ye and were hospitalized, right?"
"Xiao Ye has always had a strong possessiveness since he was young, so he was a little impulsive when he did 0.3. Here, as his sister, I apologize to you on his behalf. I hope you don't blame him."
Gao Xiang looked embarrassed when he heard Yuan Mengxin digging up his ugly deeds.
Then he touched the back of his head embarrassedly and laughed, "It's nothing. We grew up in the same compound. It's normal for us to fight and quarrel. I really don't take it to heart."
Is that really true
In fact, if Gao Xiang met Yuan Ye alone and without any guards around him, he wouldn't mind beating the shit out of him.
Yuan Mengxin didn't pay too much attention to this topic. She suddenly changed the subject and asked softly, "Courbet or Fleury, which one do you prefer?"
Gao Xiang is a macho man. Apart from catching hooligans on the streets and doing fitness, he knows nothing about literature, painting or art.
Hearing Yuan Mengxin's question, he was stunned.
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"Pants quilt? Monk? What the hell?"
Gao Xiang asked stupidly.
The girl who was drawing paused with her fair hands, she was shocked and then showed helplessness on her pretty face.
As expected, talking about these things to someone who doesn't know much about painting is like talking to a cow. I shouldn't have asked him such profound questions.
Just as Yuan Mengxin was about to explain, a magnetic voice softly said behind her: "Courbet and Champfleury are both spiritual leaders of the Realist School of Painting. They are good at realistically depicting typical images in typical environments. They had a profound influence on the French ideological movement in 1848. If I am not mistaken, Mengxin is now using realism to create this landscape painting."
Yuan Mengxin didn't care whether the voice was magnetic or not.
What surprised her was that this person had such knowledge about art.
Gao Xiang didn't expect Lin Ge to appear here. He wondered, "Mr. Lin, why are you here? Did Sister Manni abuse you?"
Lin Ge: “…”
He glanced at Gao Xiang unhappily and said, "Don't think everyone is like you, 08. I can handle ten little women like Wan Manni."
"Your sister Manni went to the hot springs, and I was bored alone, so I came to see Yuan."
"Isn't Yuan Ye always worried about his sister? If Yuan Ye loses a hair here, won't he fight to the death?"
Gao Xiang also knew that Lin Ge was teasing Yuan Ye. He laughed and said, "Mr. Lin is right. Yuan Ye is too narrow-minded. I was also worried about this, so I came here to be Yuan's bodyguard. I didn't expect that Mr. Lin and I have the same opinion."
Lin Ge held his forehead speechlessly.