The milk dog actor is crying and chirping, the president's sister loves me

Chapter 129 Desire for Monopoly

When Lin Xingcheng and Jiang Ci were holding the handle of the knife and cutting the first cake, Yan Heng was also clinking glasses with Yu Qian off the court, and there was a "ding" sound. Both of them were wearing warm and hypocritical faces, and they looked at each other. Smile.

Cutting the cake is just a ceremony and does not need to be divided into pieces for guests.

Lin Xingcheng brought Jiang Ci here not only because he wanted to share the joy and happiness of his birthday with him, but most importantly, he wanted to formally introduce him to his family.

After all, if you stay with Jiang Ci for a long time in the future, you will inevitably have to contact her family.

Moreover, Luozheng told her just now that many people at the banquet had criticisms against Jiang Ci, and her actions directly expressed her determination, making those people dare not speak up again.

After the cake-cutting ceremony, Mr. Lin, Mrs. Lin, and Lin Jianting and his wife went to the rest area, chatting and laughing with some of Mr. Lin's old comrades in arms.

After these heavyweights left the field, some people couldn't help but gathered around Lin Xingcheng, with smiles on their faces, seemingly fake, and congratulatory words on their mouths.

All the stars are holding the moon, talking about Lin Xingcheng at this moment.

When accepting the congratulations, Jiang Ci and Lin Qingyang were on the left and the right, just like the two patron saints.

Although these two bosses were always watching Lin Xingcheng's every move, the atmosphere around them was extremely strange, with sparks and lightning, as if they were fighting secretly, determined not to give each other a look.

Some sharp-eyed people discovered this situation and secretly sighed in their hearts. It turned out that the prince didn't like this "brother-in-law" either, so he couldn't help gloating.

Lin Xingcheng was a little shocked, but after thinking about it, she found it funny.

The two had a sudden tacit understanding.

The two "three-year-olds" who are over 1.9 meters tall are too immature. Lin Xingcheng can see it, but doesn't care about it.

Very speechless, it is better to let them compete on their own, anyway, nothing big will happen.

The congratulatory speeches were all pretty words, and Lin Xingcheng was tired of listening to them since she was a child, but some people seemed to pay close attention to her, even knowing that her Bi She had won an award abroad.

Or it may be that they deliberately investigated for today's banquet. It was a few young men with smiles on their faces, and when they talked to Lin Xingcheng, their eyes seemed to grow on her body.

Lin Xingcheng didn't have much contact with the second and third generations in the Beihuai area, so she didn't know her very well.

A rich young man in a white suit smiled.

"Miss Lin has made great achievements in painting. I wonder if there are plans to hold art exhibitions in the future? I have several vacant exhibition halls and art galleries under my name, and the venues are guaranteed."

Someone echoed what he said, as if it had been negotiated.

"I also just met a few well-known domestic painters. If Ms. Lin wants to discuss and exchange ideas, I can connect and show the works together."

The words are nice and the meaning is very clear. One provides venues and the other provides network resources.

These two people are the sons of well-known rich families in Beihuai City, so the well-known painter they are talking about is definitely the kind who can put paintings on the auction market.

When she said that she could exhibit with Lin Xingcheng, what she meant was that she could have the long-established boss carry the sedan chair for this fledgling novice with a little success.

Lin Xingcheng knew that people who were engaged in art had more or less arrogance, especially the famous painters, who were basically unwilling to clear the way for the younger generation.

Unless it is one's own family, or a disciple or student.

But since people dare to say that on such occasions, it means that everything has been settled, and they just wait for Lin Xingcheng to agree.

Come prepared, Lin Xingcheng thought.

However, these people obviously thought too much, even if she had ideas in this regard, she would not rely on these masters.

It's not a matter of integrity, it's mainly because she doesn't care about the title of a famous painter, and she doesn't care how much her works can sell in the future, and she doesn't lack money.

Therefore, there is no need to accept this favor.

And she could clearly feel the eyes of someone beside her, staring at her hotly like a little wolf cub, afraid that she would agree, as if she would be abandoned if she agreed.

When Lin Xingcheng was about to turn her head, her waist suddenly tightened. It turned out that Jiang Ci put her arms around her, and stood side by side with her. His elegant and handsome face was extremely cold, declaring his sovereignty.

Lin Xingcheng looked at him in surprise, and thought to herself, this person has changed so fast, what about that pitiful look just now?
They were all men, so how could they not know what Jiang Ci's actions meant? The children of the rich family were slightly stunned, as if they didn't expect Jiang Ci to dare to go beyond such a strong position.

"Mr. Jiang can't be so stingy, can he? Miss Lin is not your property." Someone laughed maliciously.

It was obvious that he was deliberately finding fault, and even wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate Jiang Ci.

Not far away, a beautiful lady looked at this scene, feeling uncomfortable and frowning.

Fang Yun was worried about Jiang Ci. As Yan Heng said, Jiang Ci had a hard time tonight. Although he wouldn't attack him in groups, he also aroused a lot of hatred.

These people courted Lin Xingcheng in front of his "boyfriend", obviously wanting to provoke him.

Fang Yun looked at Lin Xingcheng who was leaning against Jiang Ci's side. She was as delicate and beautiful as a flower, and looked innocent and ignorant of the world.

Fang Yun couldn't help but have some strange criticisms in his heart. If she really loved Jiang Ci, she shouldn't have let Jiang Ci come here.

Young people are just immature and willful. Such a girl living in an ivory tower is not suitable for Jiang Ci.

The atmosphere entered a white-hot stage.

Jiang Ci's deep eyes fell on the man's face in an unhurried manner, and a very light voice slowly flowed out of her thin lips.

This is a kind of extremely confident domineering, he even smiled, and those who know him will know that that smile is dangerous.

"Sorry, I'm petty."

While speaking, Lin Xingcheng felt the arms around her waist tighten slightly, and she almost pressed her whole body against his chest.

Before Lin Xingcheng could react, her lips were already crushed by two warm lips, and her breathing was intertwined in an instant, under the gaze of countless eyes.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ci's actions at all, Lin Xingcheng didn't struggle but was slightly surprised.

The moment his lips touched, and his eyes met, Lin Xingcheng saw a terrible desire for dominance in his eyes.

Not a deep kiss, just a light touch on the corner of the lips.

"It's mine." Jiang Ci looked down at Lin Xingcheng, her long eyelashes were like two cattail fans, and said in a low voice with a slightly hoarse voice.

Lin Xingcheng smiled fondly: "Understood, it's yours."

"Yeah." Jiang Ci was happy.

Just because of a few passers-by whose names she didn't know, Jiang Ci's vinegary smell permeated the entire birthday party.

The husband sings and the wife follows, obviously conniving, showing affection without regard for others' life or death.

The sudden intimacy, and the moment Jiang Ci's words came out, the surrounding air seemed to stagnate, and those who had been paying attention to the situation here could not help but almost drop their jaws in shock.

No one thought that Jiang Ci would be so domineering and tough, isn't he afraid of offending others?If one day he loses Lin Xingcheng's love, then he will be very miserable.

The rich men were obviously stimulated by Jiang Ci, and the smiles on their faces froze.

"Mr. Jiang, what we are asking is Miss Lin's opinion. It's not your turn to speak here, is it?"

Some people are unwilling to say so.

(End of this chapter)