Lord Grimth Returns - It seems like an old friend is coming

After a very sincere offer of help was rejected, I had no choice but to sleep soundly in the lounge of Suman's office until a pair of soft palms gently patted my face. "Get up, lazy pig."

I didn't sleep well at first, but I opened my eyes immediately upon hearing this.A clear face suddenly came into my eyes, and I stretched out my hand to hook it, and the eyes that suddenly widened suddenly softened down in a second, with charming waves and a slight sway in the expression.

The intimacy of lips, the smuggling of sweet love.

After a real kiss, I got up contentedly. "The little lazy pig belongs to your family too."

Suman smiled and said nothing, watching me get up in a rustle, put on my shoes, and follow her out.It wasn't until I got in the car that I remembered to ask her, "Why do you want to go to the art exhibition all of a sudden?"

"To be precise, I'm taking you to see the art exhibition." Suman smiled, and gave me a sideways glance as she spoke. That look was really tender and tender, which made people feel deeply trapped.

I'm really happy to discover the fact that when we're together, Suman smiles more and more, although her smile is still quiet and reserved most of the time.This change did not happen overnight, as if in the few days after I reunited with her again, my love, her love, was not instigated by time at all. For this lost and recovered relationship, I finally embraced again after many years. I know that Suman is as grateful as I am, and now she wants to make up for the two years of pampering that I owe to me.Just like I did to her.

My heart is sweet, and I can't help being naughty on my mouth. "Oh, do you dislike me for not being artistic?"

Stealing a glance at Ke Ren'er beside her, I saw the corner of her mouth curled up. "On the contrary, I think you are very artistic." She smiled, "It's just that you are usually too lazy, Sigui, you should develop more hobbies."

"Interest, you; hobby, you." I also smiled, and hurried back before she was about to stare at me. "Okay, I know what you mean, I just don't want to be arty."

"Excuse. Let me ask you, do you always feel that going to concerts and art exhibitions are tricks of rich people?" Suman poked at the bottom of my heart with blood.

"Uh..." I faltered.Probably because I was influenced by my mother who acted like a thunderbolt since I was a child. I really think that concerts, art exhibitions and so on are arty tricks of the rich.My mother has been in business for so many years, so she is considered a half-rich person. Her hobbies are more down-to-earth. She has nothing to do, playing cards, shopping, or going abroad for shopping. Even when I was young, I showed She didn't plan to train me in that area, but she kicked me into the law department directly.I didn't understand it before, and I blamed her for it for a long time. Now I understand her intentions. Indulging in art can easily make people depressed. Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, how sensitive is hidden under my usual carefree appearance? A vulnerable soul, long before I discovered it myself, my mother had seen through it.

"Interests and hobbies are for increasing one's own experience and self-cultivation, not for boasting in front of others. You may not realize that at a young age, 80.00% of the charm of a woman after thirty depends on experience and self-cultivation." Su The teacher started to teach me big lessons.

"Is it like you?" I leaned over and asked, propping my head up and staring at Suman carefully as if appreciating a work of art, um, noble, elegant, such a good temperament is already hateful enough, but he still look good!The majestic and gentle oriental beauty is as indelible as the totem in my heart, and it attracts me terribly.I bit my lip, and my heart was turbulent - why are you still watching an art exhibition, there is a work of art sitting next to me!

I think, given how well Suman knows me, she must have sensed that I care about her, so she immediately picked up a pin and punctured the little balloon in my spiritual world. "In the future, I will arrange what you should get in touch with and what hobbies you develop for you. You have to obey obediently, do you hear me?"

"I'm 25! No, I'm 26 after my birthday. Teacher Su, I don't want you to assign homework like this." I was sad, why is this, I praised her for being noble and elegant, and she became a training department in a blink of an eye?Does this mean to raise me up?

"You also know that you are 26?" Sumante quickly glanced at me speechlessly, and then immediately focused on returning to the front of the car. "Look at yourself, besides being cute, tell me what other advantages you have?"

"I am dedicated and loyal, and now I am still working hard to become a barrister. I have many advantages." I was sad, Suman despised me so directly, it reminded me of the Beiwai student in her office. The secret of the face.

Suman's half-smile expression made me extremely embarrassed, as if I was a very thick-skinned guy, how could anyone praise myself like that... I cleared my throat and couldn't help complaining: "Since I It's so useless, then why did you provoke me?" Qi, the little pride left in front of her was hurt.

"Didn't I tell you the reason?" Suman answered so quickly that I doubted that she had any sincerity. "Because you are cute."

"What?!" I asked this sentence not because I wanted to hear her say it again, but because this woman just told me just now that her principle of employing people is to hire according to their ability!What does it mean to change your mouth now!This is because she wanted me to resign to apply for her secretary!

"I just graduated from college, I don't understand anything, and I'm always being bullied for being a fool." Suman began to scold me in a systematic way, and every time I said something, my head couldn't help drooping a little. "Do you know why I always asked you to work overtime? I was giving you a chance to learn. I paid you with my salary and took you by my hand. If it wasn't because you were so cute, do you think I was idle? "

"Speaking of which, your current secretary doesn't need to bother so much, right?" I refused to blush, and automatically found the nice part from her scolding, accepted and digested it, and then asked the question.

Suman didn't answer, just glanced at me out of the corner of his eye.I saw her car turned a corner and slowed down. A semi-European-style building with red brick and white walls was already in sight not far ahead. So, this is the art gallery?

Suman parked the car outside and patted my still drooping head. "get off."

"I won't go down unless you speak clearly." I'll just stay here.

Su Man was startled, then looked at me hypocritically with a good temper, and said leisurely: "Really?"

"Then tell me clearly, have you taken a fancy to that new secretary's face?" I asked in a bang, I couldn't hold it back any longer, I would die of aggrieved if I held it back any longer. "Quickly tell me if it is, if it is, I, I-"

"What are you talking about?" Suman raised his brows and smiled lightly.

"I'll resign immediately and submit my resume to your company." I muttered.

Suman immediately said coolly: "It's not enough for you to deprive me of my personal time, but also to harass me during work hours? Can you come down now?"

What happened to me, I rose to the level of harassment... I sighed deeply, it's too shameless to stay in the car after people talk so much, so I had no choice but to get out of the car and follow her to the museum with my head bowed walk.

Probably because my sad aura was too strong, even Suman, who was [-] centimeters away from her side, was affected. After she pulled me to admire several paintings, I had a lost love expression, and she finally couldn't bear it anymore. , Standing under a landscape painting with relatively few people, she finally started talking about me. "Can you concentrate?"

"I can't." I wrinkled my face in great confusion, "I can't do two things with one mind."

"You really...how does Musa put up with you?" Suman looked at me angrily and amusedly, "Can you not be so single-minded when thinking about things?"

"I'm so smart when I'm working." I couldn't help but argue, "It's not like you don't know that you are my Achilles' heel, and you always make me worry about half of what you say."

"How direct can I be?" Suman was completely helpless. The look in my eyes was complicated. If it wasn't for the inner doting that prevailed, I have no doubt that she would just throw it here for me to reflect on myself. . "You, after so long, your emotional intelligence hasn't increased. Let me ask you, what attracted you to me in the first place?"

I thought about it, and felt a little embarrassed. "Well, the face..."

"and after?"

In fact, I really wanted to answer with a face, but when I think about it carefully, it’s not always the case, and I thought very smartly that if I still answer with a face, Suman will definitely have to scold me, and maybe it will rise to a higher level.So I said, "Your whole being."

"That's it." Suman smiled softly. "Sigui, I'm very busy, and my heart is not as big as you think. There are many beautiful people in this world. Maybe one is enough to tempt me."

I took her hand and almost had a sore nose again in a futile manner. "I, I will work hard for you, whether it is now or in the future, I want to be the person you like forever." Whether it is an art exhibition or a concert, if you like me to contact, I will do it, Suman , maybe I will never become an attractive woman like you, but what does it matter?Such an attractive woman only likes me, I am the biggest winner.

"Look at the painting, idiot." Suman patted my hand and pulled me to the exhibition area on the other side after I wrinkled the tip of my nose mischievously.

I think the paintings exhibited in this area seem to be more understandable, unlike the various abstract works that walked all the way in just now, at least I can see clearly what this painting is about.Here, this is a sunflower, this is a starry sky, this is a big white cat, this is—wait, this is?

In an inconspicuous corner, an oil painting suddenly came into view. In the setting sun, a woman was standing under a tree with a puppy in her hand. The painting was lifelike.

Before I was dumbfounded, Suman confirmed my doubts with a quicker "Huh". I knew that she also saw something strange.The woman in this painting...how could...

so like me? !

The author has something to say: Art exhibitions are really not something arty people love to see. Since Sister Yu said to cultivate experience and self-cultivation, let’s watch it...