The sweetheart of a strong president

"Don't say so many useless things. Since I'm here today, there's no reason for me to go back in vain. Mr. Lin, you can handle it!" Jin Zhiying was resorting to rogue tactics.

Su Wan said, "Mr. Lin, didn't you say you would take me to see your new collection of art? Let's go." She turned to Jin Zhiying and said, "Miss Jin, are you going back or are you coming together?"

Jin Zhiying hurriedly followed, she wanted to see what was going on with them.

Lin Zihan was stunned for a moment, then reacted. He looked at Su Wan gratefully and took the opportunity to continue the conversation: "Oh, by the way, let's go now."

Seeing this, Jin Zhiying quickly found a topic to talk about, "Miss Su is interested in art, and I am also quite knowledgeable in this area, so it's a good opportunity for us to exchange ideas."

She also understands art, who is she bullying?

Su Wan's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. She knew that this was Jin Zhiying's excuse to further explore her relationship with Lin Zihan. She smiled and agreed: "That's great. It will be more interesting with Miss Jin."

The three of them went to Lin Zihan's private gallery. On the way, Jin Zhiying kept testing Su Wan's relationship with Lin Zihan, and Su Wan responded in a light-hearted and humorous tone, neither denying nor admitting, which made Jin Zhiying confused.

Jin Zhiying, Su Wan and Lin Zihan walked into the gallery, and the works of art were eye-catching. Jin Zhiying was eager to show her artistic insights, while Su Wan responded with her erudite knowledge.

Standing in front of an abstract painting, Kim Ji-young said confidently: "Looking at the random brushstrokes, I think the painter used a very modern technique to express the inner chaos."

Su Wan smiled gently: "Indeed, but this brushstroke also reminds people of the artistic conception of oriental ink painting. Perhaps the painter is exploring the fusion of Eastern and Western art."

Lin Zihan nodded in agreement: "Su Wan's point of view is very inspiring. Art always travels between different cultures and creates new meanings."

Jin Zhiying walked to the next stop unwillingly, in front of a sculpture: "This is a clear European modern style, simple and direct."

Su Wan pondered: "Yes, but its shape and lines seem to reflect the influence of classicism, as if telling us that each generation of artists is looking for new ways of expression based on the work of their predecessors."

Lin Zihan smiled and said, “Su Wan, every time I listen to your explanation, I feel like there is a halo of history behind you.”

These two people are in perfect harmony with each other, and she seems to be left out.

Jin Zhiying tried to change the atmosphere and pointed to a painting: "What do you think of the color expression of this painting?"

Su Wan calmly responded: "Personal expression is undoubtedly the case. The color combination used by the painter symbolizes rebirth and hope in his native culture, which is also a universal theme after his personal difficulties."

This answer completely meets Jin Zhiying's standards. She was really moved and couldn't help but admire Su Wan.

Lin Zihan said with interest: "Su Wan, you are really a walking encyclopedia of art."

Kim Ji-young did admit defeat, but for the sake of face, she did not say it out loud.

Scenes in life are sometimes surprisingly similar. The last time she went to an art exhibition, there was Meng Xiaowen between her and Dai Chao, and this time, there was Jin Zhiying between him and Lin Zihan. Thinking of this, Su Wan couldn't help but laugh in her heart. That time, she was the winner, and this time, there is no suspense either!

She thanked God for giving her a smart brain. Many things could be deeply engraved in her mind only by browsing them once, and she couldn't help but remember them.

It was strange that after this "art journey", Kim Ji-young became much softer and not as aggressive as she was at the beginning, and Su Wan also let down her guard against her.

The three of them stood at the exit of the gallery, and Kim Ji-young finally smiled with relief.

"Ms. Su, today really opened my eyes. Mr. Lin, it's great that you have such a friend."

Lin Zihan looked at Su Wan with eyes full of doting, “Yes, I’m very lucky.”

And Su Wan just smiled gently.

The meaning in their eyes could only be understood by the two of them.

After visiting the gallery, the three of them stepped out of the door and immersed themselves in the afterglow of the art. There were few people on the street, and the sky was gradually getting dark. The street lights were just coming on, gently illuminating their way. Jin Zhiying and Su Wan were not very familiar with this area, and Lin Zihan was their guide.

As they were quietly talking about which detail of the artwork impressed them, Jin Zhiying's high heels got stuck in the crack of the sidewalk. She swayed and lost her balance, almost falling headfirst. Su Wan quickly reached out and grabbed Jin Zhiying's arm steadily, preventing her from falling.

However, Su Wan did not expect Jin Zhiying's momentum to be so strong, and she did not stand firmly. As a result, she was violently pulled away, and her body could not keep balance, and she fell heavily to the ground. This sudden scene made Lin Zihan next to her sweat coldly, and he hurriedly shouted: "Wan'er!"

Then, Lin Zihan took two steps at a time with his long legs and stepped over, carefully helped Su Wan up, and nervously checked her injuries. Seeing that Su Wan's elbow was scraped and a large piece of skin was scratched, and the bright red blood kept flowing out, Lin Zihan's heart was broken, and his eyes were full of pampering and concern.

"Li Jiang, first aid kit! Hurry!" Lin Zihan turned around and shouted anxiously to the bodyguard following behind him, with unquestionable urgency in his voice.

At this moment, Jin Zhiying stood there in shock, watching Lin Zihan's concern for Su Wan, she felt unprecedented shock. Jin Zhiying is not stupid, anyone can clearly see from Lin Zihan's eyes and actions how important Su Wan is in his heart.

Su Wan endured the pain and forced a smile, trying to ease the sudden tense atmosphere: "I'm fine, it's just a minor injury." But Lin Zihan's nervousness did not decrease at all. He knew that although the wound was not big, the pain and possible infection were no joke.

Li Jiang hurried over with a medical kit, and Lin Zihan personally treated Su Wan's wound.

Lin Zihan wiped her wound gently and professionally, "Isn't this a small matter? You know, it will be troublesome if it gets infected..." Before Lin Zihan finished speaking, Su Wan screamed in pain.

"I'm sorry, I'll be gentler... Does it hurt? It will be fine in a moment..."

Lin Zihan treated her as carefully and cautiously as an old mother treats her child, yet she couldn't hide her heartache.

Jin Zhiying watched all this silently, feeling mixed emotions, and began to reflect on her previous behavior.

At this moment, not only the physical pain needs to be healed, but the subtle changes in people's hearts also need time to reconcile.