Liancheng Yazhi threw two sharp eyes at Rongyan, turned around and left the bathroom to wait for someone outside.

After 5 minutes, I heard Yan Yan's voice from inside: "Mr. Liancheng, I'm fine, why don't you come in?"

Liancheng Yazhi scolded her mother outside the door, then turned and went in.

A moment later, a sobbing sound came from inside.

After a while, when his face was exposed, there was a clear tooth mark on the left side of his face, and his lips were red and swollen. At a glance, he knew that he and Liancheng Yazhi had done something good.

After a few days in a row, the injuries on the feet of her face have healed up, and she and Liancheng Yazhi get along lively and peacefully, which seems to be a normal state to outsiders.

Lian Chengya also thinks that the relationship between Yan Yan and him is good for the time being.

However, only Rong Yan knew that her heart was cold now.

She was slowly pulling back the heart that had already started to approach Liancheng Yazhi.

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As the new year was approaching, the people in Liancheng's old house had already started preparing for the new year.

And Liancheng Yazhi didn't mean to send Rongyan away, so Rongyan grandly lived in the old house, lived in Liancheng Yazhi's house, and enjoyed the exclusive care of his young master Liancheng.

Compared with the busy others, Yanyan and Liancheng Yaya became the most leisurely people.

On this day, Liancheng was sitting elegantly on the sofa and reading the company report, with her head resting on his leg, lying on the sofa watching TV.

Watching "Lu Guinong" who was still reporting on TV, his face was deeply speechless.

An uncle who is about 50 to [-] years old, although he looks elegant and refined, he can see that he was a handsome guy when he was young, but his face is boring after being played over and over again on TV every day. She pouted and said, "What is this Lu? Is he amazing? Why are you talking about him everywhere? I’ve become numb after watching it for the past few days. The current TV station is really boring. There’s nothing new to report? My ears are almost callused.”

Liancheng Yazhi was looking at the company's new quarterly performance report sent by Secretary Zhou today, and when she heard what she said, she lowered her head and kissed her on the cheek, "Amazing? What's so great about being a painter? It's just the media bragging about it." That's all."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled when he thought of something, raised his hand and scratched his nose: "Why do you think the media praise him? He is paving the way for his return to China. When he comes back from abroad, the media will report overwhelmingly. Naturally, his net worth has risen, like he used to cost 200 million for a single painting, but with the media hype, how many times do you think it will go up."

With a frown on his face, he expressed his dislike for Lu Guinong even more: "It turns out that painters are also playing hype like those celebrities. It's so boring. I thought that painters like them are noble celebrities who disdain to associate with the world! "

Liancheng elegantly threw the report away, stretched out her hand and lifted her face to sit on his lap, "Tsk tsk, I never thought you would be so naive."

Yanyan blinked, and immediately pretended to be a naive little white rabbit, "I'm so naive!"

Liancheng raised her eyebrows elegantly, yes, naively, she climbed onto Lao Tzu's bed, and, occupying it until now, even entered the old house as a mistress all the way!

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