Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 244 Playboy
"Let's go this way!" Ye Ying was also happy, perhaps she listened to Song Xiaoye's words on the phone before.Fang Mei was far more polite than before, and smiled more towards Yang Qionghua.

Several people followed her through the living room and into the study.

It is said to be a study room, but in fact there are not many books, only one wall and a row of bookshelves.The other two walls are hung with paintings.

Most of them are oil paintings, some are watercolors, some are contemporary famous painters, and some are works of unknown newcomers.And Song Xiaoye's "Under the Moonlight" was hung in a very conspicuous position.

From the leather chair behind the large desk, you can see it as soon as you look up.

As soon as he entered this room, Yang Qionghua couldn't help but whisper: "It's just a small art gallery."

There are at least twenty or thirty paintings on the two walls. Compared with this, the two decorative paintings in the living room are inconspicuous.Although there are no famous paintings handed down from generation to generation, so many paintings are collected, at least several million.

Just looking at Ye Ying's study room, she knew where her money was spent.

Ye Ying was not self-effacing either, she just folded her arms and looked at the wall covered with paintings, and said with a smile: "I wanted to learn painting when I was young, but I didn't have the talent, so I couldn't draw well no matter how I learned it. So I collect it now. Some favorite paintings are a comfort.”

She lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "Collecting paintings and collecting jewelry are two of my hobbies."

When she said this, Fang Mei and Yang Qionghua both laughed.

For women, beautiful things are always their favorite things.Most women like to collect jewelry.The value is second, and the dazzling jewels are the root of their fascination.

Approaching "Under the Moonlight", Yang Qionghua watched it quietly and carefully.

After a long time, she turned around, looked at Song Xiaoye and said with a smile: "If you hadn't been an actor, maybe you would have become a painter. Ye Xiao, do you know? Your talent is really amazing. I even I can't imagine how long you have been studying painting to draw this "Under the Moonlight" at your age."

"Perhaps, if I paint now, I may not be able to draw such a painting..." Painting sometimes depends on feeling.

Song Xiaoye smiled, and suddenly said: "Loneliness will create many skills that you can't even imagine..."

Indifferent and frank, her tone was very ordinary, as if she was just stating, without any emotion or complaint.

Liang Weirong couldn't help but turned his head, looked at Song Xiaoye, looked at her smiling face, and felt an indescribable subtle feeling in his heart.

Although Song Xiaoye's tone is very flat at the moment, there must be a lot of bitterness hidden in the past that made her today, right?

I have cried, complained, hated, and even despaired, but now, I have returned to peace, so indifferent.

Realizing that he had been staring at Song Xiaoye, he hastily turned his head away, subconsciously lowering his head as if to cover up.

Just bowing his head, he couldn't help feeling a little funny.

What is he trying to hide?

Somewhat dazed, his gaze swept across unconsciously, and he suddenly laughed, "Sister Ying also has a lot of DVDs in her collection!"

Looking back, Ye Ying also smiled.

In fact, only half of the bookshelves on one wall are filled with books, and the other half are full of DVDs.

Walking over, she caressed the backs of those DVDs and said with a smile, "This is my third favorite hobby. There are many out-of-prints here..."

They are all people in the industry, and they are all excellent actors. When they heard the out-of-print DVD, even Yang Qionghua, who came to see the painting, turned around.

One afternoon, the five of them gathered in the study, flipped through those DVDs, and watched two old movies together.

The atmosphere is so warm and friendly. Even Ye Ying and Fang Mei, who were facing each other in Lijiang before, talked and laughed, as if they had been friends for many years.

In the evening, Ye Ying performed the friendship of the landlord.

The location, Alar restaurant in the 6th arrondissement, No. 41 Saint-André Art Street, although it is a small restaurant, it is a famous delicious place in Paris. If you don't make an appointment, you can only queue up.Ye Ying was obviously a regular customer, and had called to make an appointment before. As soon as they arrived, they were led to a seat by the window with a view of the street.

Song Xiaoye suddenly felt that Ye Ying's taste was similar to hers. Although as a public figure, she needed more privacy, she preferred to sit by the window when dining, where she could see the street view.

In this way, she raised her head and could observe the pedestrians on the street.

Liang Weirong also has this habit, and sometimes even takes notes after observing people.

Song Xiaoye always laughs, laughing at herself, saying that their habit is the foundation of becoming an excellent actor.

When she said that, Liang Weirong always hummed twice and didn't respond.

Alar, the most famous is the snail.

The signature French snails, when served on the table, are so hot that they can burn a layer of skin off a person's tongue.Fried frog legs, just right.Old Fashioned French Delicious Morel Calf Thyme is unique.

Morchella, one of the world's four major bacteria, tastes very delicious, but thinking that the calf thymus soaked in the cream soup is lymphocytes, Song Xiaoye is a little hard to swallow.

But after barely taking a bite, she was immediately intoxicated by this indescribable delicacy.Speaking of which, many ingredients in Chinese food are animal offal.

White wine, paired with delicious snails, the taste, probably only gourmets can think of the most beautiful adjective to describe it.

In the middle of eating, someone suddenly hugged her from the back, Song Xiaoye was startled, seeing the strange expressions of Liang Weirong and the three people beside her, she also guessed that they probably knew someone.But this joke...

"Hi, see you again, baby."

Unable to roll her eyes, Song Xiaoye turned her head and pushed away Heinrich who wanted to kiss her cheek, "Are you finished?! Is it interesting?!"

The voice was so loud that not only the tablemates looked at her, but all the guests in the small restaurant looked over.Song Xiaoye was so embarrassed that she wanted to hide her face and run away.

This Heinrich just takes pleasure in teasing others.

She felt ashamed, but Heinrich remained calm, as if it wasn't him who was shouted at.

Probably, nobles have thicker skins than others!

Seeing Heinrich politely introducing himself to Liang Weirong and the others in a humble and gentlemanly manner, Song Xiaoye couldn't help but curse in her heart.

Especially when I heard him say "I am Ye Xiao's friend", I wanted to hit the villain with the sole of my shoe, "Zhang Yue's boyfriend..."

After finishing speaking, she did not forget to add with a smile: "Mr. Marquis prefers to joke."

Heinrich smiled, and when Ye Ying politely invited him to sit down with him and asked the waiter to add a seat, he showed a embarrassed expression, "Actually, I have something I want to talk to Ye Xiao alone..."

no? !Come again!
Song Xiaoye wanted to refuse, but when Heinrich smiled back and looked at her seriously with a serious expression, she could only apologize to her companion and turn away with Heinrich.

Probably, it was really because he was famous in Paris as a playboy, or because he respected his title of Marquis, the manager of the restaurant who told people that there was no room just now actually led them to a very elegant place inside.

It seems that it should be reserved for special guests like Heinrich.

After sitting down, she naturally didn't order any more food. Song Xiaoye just asked for a glass of water and stared at Heinrich quietly.

"If you look at me like that, I will feel very uncomfortable! Well, it's like being judged by you." Heinrich, who was sitting opposite, frowned and complained, his tone very sad.

"It's not wrong for you to think so," Song Xiaoye smiled and looked at Heinrich, "Aren't you afraid that your girlfriend will be angry? Zhang Yue shouldn't be that kind either. You can follow your girlfriend whatever you want! "

Raising his eyebrows, Heinrich leaned closer, "Didn't you read the news? Well, the latest news: International movie star Zhang Yue left Cannes alone today, and her boyfriend didn't show up on the red carpet..."

"You broke up with Zhang Yue."

It's not a question, for a playboy like Heinrich, what's so strange about breaking up.No matter more than a dozen times in a year, he can't live up to his reputation as a playboy.

"Are you not happy?"

"What am I so happy about? What does it have to do with me?" Although she was smiling and pretending to be a lady, Song Xiaoye's tone was not good.

"Heinrich," squinting her eyes, she was a little vigilant, "You must stop doing your little tricks, I'm not a good person to flirt with you."

"I'm angry," Heinrich smiled lowly. "When a cat is angry, it always scratches people. I'm really afraid that your kitten will really scratch me..."

Frowning, Song Xiaoye stood up without saying a word.

Heinrich hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her, "Oh, don't go!"

Pushing away Heinrich's hand, Song Xiaoye glared at him, "If something really happens, tell me quickly, don't make any moves..."

Raising his hand, Heinrich smiled and said, "Sit down, I won't touch you..."

Seeing Song Xiaoye sit down, he couldn't help but smile, "I really like kittens—well, I won't say, um, actually, I'm here to talk to you about what Karl told you."

When Carl was mentioned, Song Xiaoye also calmed down, "Is it Esso's business? Didn't he say it's not important two days ago?"

"Well, it was at that time, but now..." Heinrich became rare and serious, "Song, I am not a person who trusts others casually, but I think you will not disappoint my trust, so I can be with you. Did you say that?"

"It's better not to say it..." Song Xiaoye avoided it intuitively, and wanted to get up, but Heinrich pressed her hand.

"I want to say!"

She gave him a blank look, and when he withdrew his hand, Song Xiaoye sat upright again.

Heinrich smiled and said: "Karl has always wanted to do something—you should be able to think of it. A prince has been educated by elites since he was a child. What is right, what is wrong, and what is Whatever is beneficial to the country, someone will teach him."

He let out a sigh, and Heinrich didn't know whether it was emotion or regret, "Karl is a good prince, and he will be a good king in the future. But, he can't be the real Karl..."

Turning his head, looking at the indifferent Song Xiaoye, he frowned, "Aren't you sorry for him?"

Song Xiaoye raised her eyebrows, "I only know that there is a saying in China, which is 'you don't know happiness when you are blessed'. Tell others these words, and see how many people will feel sorry for Karl! He is a prince, and there is no happiness in this world. How many princes are there? How many people envy him before it's too late!"

All right!She is destined not to be the confidant of the prince, nor can she appreciate the lofty ideological realm of nobles, so there is no need to look at her with that weird look.

"You know, every time I tell people that I have no freedom to be my true self since I was a child, those women always comfort me with tears and say: Hailey, let me help you! You can be your true self... "

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