After dressing up as an abusive heroine, I will be the favorite of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law

Or in other words, this so-called cheerfulness and familiarity may not be what it is in the first place.

Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows, maybe "hearing is false and seeing is true".

Lu Hexi couldn't help but frowned deeply.

His brows were furrowed, with three parts doubt, two parts strangeness, and five parts indifference.

Could it be that he felt wrong?

Could it be that no one was following him at all and that this was all his illusion?

Lu Hexi stood still and did not move. Jiang Ling's eyesight was very good and she could see all his expressions. It was not difficult to see that he was trying to find the whereabouts of her stalker.

Jiang Ling didn't move at all, and retracted his gaze, hiding it completely.

At this time and in this situation, when it comes to making friends, it seems that the probability of success will be reduced to impossible.

She was just observing, not trying to screw it up completely.

There is still a fundamental difference between the two.

Lu Hexi did not find out who was following the person, and Jiang Ling had no intention of showing up. The two had a silent stalemate in different places for a while, and then Lu Hexi was the first to be defeated.

He was not sure if someone was following him or if he was drunk.

Even if someone really followed him, since he didn't show up, it meant that he didn't want to show up.

Lu Hexi didn't say anything, walked around and walked back home.

Jiang Ling did not continue to follow. She had a good rest in the afternoon, so she was not sleepy now.Instead, she walked while thinking about how she should approach Lu Hexi step by step.

The night got darker and there were fewer and fewer people on the streets. Jiang Ling returned to the hotel and continued to browse information about Lu Hexi on her mobile phone. *
three days later.

Jiang Ling put on a disguise, then gave herself a false identity, pretending to be an ordinary college student studying abroad and working part-time, and entered Lu Hexi's studio to work as a handyman.Her appearance was relatively malleable, and the forged resume stated that she studied art, and she was from the same country as Lu Hexi, so she was easily selected.

Jiang Ling was not worried about being discovered. If she had to count, the last time she secretly followed Lu Hexi who came out of the bar, this was the first time she met him, and Lu Hexi only met her for the first time during the interview.As for the fact that she was the young wife of the Lu family before, there is no need to worry. Even when Lu Zhanyu got married, Lu Hexi, who stayed in Italy, did not return to China to attend his brother's wedding, let alone get to know his sister-in-law.

Lu Hexi's studio is not small, but it has very few staff. In addition to Jiang Ling, there is also a local Italian cleaning lady and gardener. One of these two people comes to clean in the morning, and the other comes to build and tidy up in the afternoon. In Huayuan, Lu Hexi also has a part-time agent outside the home, who is responsible for helping him contact art exhibitions and deal with the outside world. However, this person is usually very busy and usually does not see people.

Jiang Ling found this job close to Lu Hexi only by entrusting him to this agent. The agent felt that he had too little time. If there could be someone from the same country as Lu Hexi, who could speak well and had artistic skills, , preferably a student assistant, who will be more helpful to Lu Hexi.

So Jiang Ling took advantage of this opportunity and swooped in.

In the last life, the mental hospital where Jiang Ling was located also had an artist who liked to paint abstract paintings. He often painted all kinds of paintings on the walls when the nurses and doctors weren't paying attention, muttering something to himself every day. Nonsense, Jiang Ling had nothing to do for a while, so she liked to randomly observe someone every day.

That is to say, although she is not interested in art herself, she can't stand being influenced by her ears and eyes, so she has learned more or less.Although it has never been put to use and what I learned is not very good, it couldn't be better used to cope with Lu Hexi's interview.

Lu Hexi rolled up the tape and showed no expression. When he heard a soft sound in his ear, he looked up.

Unexpectedly, just one glance and I couldn't look away.

The sun is very warm, reflecting golden brilliance on the soft-colored floor tiles.

The girl wore a light beige cotton dress and a hairband of the same color on her head. Her beautiful black hair was delicately braided into an eight-strand braid and hung in front of her slender, snow-white neck. The sun just fell on half of her delicate sides. On her face, she narrowed her eyes, moved the paintings gently, and placed them neatly.

Lu Hexi seemed to be frightened by his own actions and quickly looked away.

After the girl finished all this, she wiped the fine sweat on her forehead. Under the sun, her skin was as beautiful as natural warm jade.

It is not the deep appearance of foreign beauties with blond hair and blue eyes, but the gentle beauty of the East.