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Chapter Thirty-eight

The door sounded lightly, and Ye Yingning pushed open the door with an expressionless face and walked out.

Sister Nan had been waiting outside. Seeing that she was safe, the two quickly exchanged glances, making sure that they were all safe.

Lin Xingyuan stood on the other side of the corridor, not far or near, and was tilting his head, appreciating the painting hanging on the wall in front of him with all his attention.

Hearing the door ringing, he turned around and cast his eyes on it.

Just as Ye Yingning was looking over, the two of them had unpredictable eyes collided in the air, intertwined into a thread.

Lightning, stone fire.

"So quickly? Have you finished asking all the questions?"

Lin Xingyuan put one hand in his trouser pocket, turned his head slightly, and asked softly.

For a moment, Ye Yingning was in a trance for a moment, and his lips seemed to be stained with his smell. The faint fragrance of sandalwood lingered in endlessly, almost making her feel dazed.

After hearing his question clearly, she was shocked and returned to reality in an instant.

"It's OK. But you'd better let him stay here. Maybe I'll want to see him again on a whim in the future."

Ye Yingning spoke gently, thinking about using aaron to catch big fish in a long line.

Since he was willing to use five million to lure him out, there will definitely be a follow-up plot. It is impossible for someone to really have too much money to spend. He insisted on giving it to this scum for no reason.

"I said it a long time ago that he would not leave even if he asked him to leave. If he caused such a big mess, who would dare to pull him a hand besides me?"

Lin Xingyuan snorted coldly, and after saying that, he turned his head and looked at the painting on the wall with concentration.

Ye Yingning was a little curious and walked over and stood beside him.

"I didn't expect that there would be such an artistic side in the 'meow lips' with bright lights and wine."

She squinted her eyes and said that the wall was not a replica of the world-famous paintings, but a work I had never seen before: the painting was a big and a small hand, and it was obviously the hands of men and women. Their fingertips were close to each other and they made a pose they wanted to hold tightly, but they were still a little bit short and could not touch them.

The style of the work is very delicate, almost depicting the texture of the skin to life, especially on the ring finger of a woman's hand, there is a small diamond ring, which gives the finishing touch.

"I don't know how to appreciate paintings, but when I first saw this work in a gallery run by a friend, I made up my mind to buy it."

He smiled, his expression seemed to gradually relax, and his face, as handsome as exquisitely carved, unconsciously showed a gentle charm.

Lin Xingyuan did not continue to say the following words. In fact, what he thought was that every time he saw this painting, his restless heart would become strangely calm, and the stormy waves gradually calmed down, becoming a shimmering sea surface under the sunlight.

But deep in the seabed, where light cannot be exposed, there are still gloomy corners that cannot be shown to others.

Therefore, it makes people more helpless and makes their relationship more stalemate.

This is Lin Xingyuan's understanding of this "Stand-off". Of course, he and the painter's ideas naturally cannot fully match, but they also achieved some artistic resonance.

"Yeah?"

Ye Yingning looked calm on the surface, but in fact, when she saw the painting in front of her, her heart trembled uncontrollably.

The deep touch that couldn't be said to be from where she was dizzy.

Ye Yingning saw a small signature in the lower right corner as he tried his best to get his eyes away from the hands of the two men and women who were full of ** but missed the match in the center of the painting.

excellent.

A simple Chinese character has a very timeless and elegant font. Although the strokes are simple, they have the beauty of artistic fonts when connected.

Seeing her eyes staring at the signature, Lin Xingyuan came over and explained actively: "This is the signature of the painter himself. He is very mysterious and has not many works. They are all sold in the gallery."

After saying that, he raised his hand silently and walked around her shoulders. His fingers were about to touch Ye Yingning's long curly hair draped over his shoulders.

Ye Yingning nodded, and when her sharp nose smelled the familiar light fragrance again, she realized that Lin Xing was too close to her from a distance. She quickly took two steps back, not caring about her image.

"Don't touch me!"

Thinking that he wanted to invade him, Ye Yingning hurriedly protected his chest, and was still in shock.

Lin Xingyuan's hand was not enough to withdraw and hung in the air. Her reaction made him feel a little embarrassed.

Sister Nan, who had been standing at the door, ran to her as soon as Ye Yingning made a sound and blocked her with her body.

"You misunderstood, you accidentally got this on your hair."

He stretched out his arms to show her his fingers. It turned out that the ends of Ye Yingning's hair accidentally rubbed against the pollen granules of the bouquet of tulips that Rebecca Rolla gave her.

Lin Xingyuan hadn't noticed before. The two were very close just now. Under the light, the pollen was very eye-catching. He kindly wanted to pick it for her to avoid rubbing on the light-colored jacket she was wearing. Unexpectedly, Ye Yingning misunderstood.

Soon, Ye Yingning also recognized it. It was a bit embarrassing.

"I'll leave first. If I still want to find aaron, I'll come here by myself. Tell your bar manager and don't stop me then."

She quickly calmed down her mood and really didn't want to stay here anymore. The experience of being trapped by Lin Xingyuan was always like a midnight nightmare, easily defeating her again and again.

"Whatever you want."

Lin Xingyuan nodded, did not refuse her, and agreed very readily.

****

After confirming that Ye Yingning had left the "meow-sex lips", Lin Xingyuan stood in the corridor for a while before he opened the door.

When aaron saw that it was him, he immediately stood up from the rattan chair, looking very respectful and with a hint of usual flattering smile.

"Mr. Lin, you are here!"

He bent his waist slightly, and there was no ordinary arrogance on his body. Instead, he looked like a dog who was desperately waving his tail and trying to please his owner.

Lin Xingyuan didn't answer, but walked straight to the center of the room and stood firmly.

"What did she ask you?"

Although aaron doesn't know who Ye Yingning is and why he cares so much about finding women for rich bosses, since she claims to be Lin Xingyuan's friend, it's not easy to offend.

Now, Lin Xingyuan came to ask again, and it seemed that there must be something strange about this matter. Maybe he could get some unexpected benefits from it.

"Hehe, I didn't ask anything, I didn't ask anything."

He smiled and haha, then rubbed his hands and looked at Lin Xingyuan with a tricky look on his face.

"Is that so? It seems that you are tired of living here with me, so why not, please give me some advice now?"

He sneered with his hands behind his back, turned around and pointed to the door.

aaron immediately hurriedly said he didn't dare or not, and then retelled the questions Ye Yingning asked him just now.

After hearing his words, Lin Xingyuan's solemn expression not only did not diminish at all, but instead frowned.

"If she comes to you next time, remember to inform me a little in advance."

He was not worried that Aaron would make up randomly, after all, he installed a monitor in every suite. After leaving, Lin Xingyuan strode to the surveillance room to retrieve the video.
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