Wife's Secret: President's Revengeful Sweet Wife

Leng Lingtian was stunned at his words, then touched the back of her head with his hand and said, "in fact, Tan Xiaosu, you are not really so stupid, and you are not an ugly duckling. Don't be too modest. Being too modest will become self abased."

Leng Lingtian paused again, looked at her face and said, "in fact, every woman is beautiful, but every beautiful place is different, so you should be a little confident. Of course, you can't be overconfident, because overconfidence becomes narcissism."

Tan Xiaosu was taken by lenglingtian. He said tongue twisters, so he said the same: "don't worry, I don't have inferiority, of course, I don't narcissism, because inferiority is not necessary, and narcissism seems to have no capital."

Leng Lingtian couldn't help laughing at her words, then sighed and said, "it seems that I'm still a little worried. Listening to you so sober, I know you're not stupid enough to be a fool. By the way, do you still learn calligraphy and painting? I remember the year I left, you seemed to have participated in the art class of the school, didn't you?"

"After I went to college, I studied graphic design," Tan Xiaosu smiled and sighed. "When I studied art, I was actually preparing for the college entrance examination because I was poor in mathematics."

When she was admitted to Binhai No. 2 middle school, Tan Xiaosu found that she couldn't keep up with her math in the first semester. At the end of the exam, her math score was less than 60 points.

This is a fatal weakness for a high school student, because mathematics is a compulsory subject in the college entrance examination. At that time, the head teacher was kind to her, because the head teacher was a Chinese teacher, and she learned Chinese well, so the head teacher told her that if you have any specialty, you should quickly attack one specialty, which will help you to enter the University in the future.

So she chose to study art. At that time, fortunately, she had a good foundation, mainly because she wrote well, so she studied art quickly. Finally, she was admitted to the University, that is, the Academy of fine arts.

"Graphic design?" Leng Lingtian was surprised. "I thought you were mainly engaged in painting?"

"No," Tan Xiaosu shook his head slightly and said, "I'm always stupid and have no talent, and painting is difficult to find a job. I chose graphic design that is easy to find a job in the future."

Tan Xiaosu is completely telling the truth. In fact, when she was in college, she still wanted to draw, but if she specialized in painting, she had to draw some famous paintings to have a future, because she had to sell paintings for a living.

If you focus on traditional Chinese painting, it is difficult to stand out, because the works of general traditional Chinese painting masters are valuable, and even if a fledgling college student sells a painting for 100 yuan, no one cares.

Of course, if she focuses on Western painting, she has to go abroad for further study, and her family conditions do not allow it at all, so she still studied graphic design according to reality and found a good job after graduation.

"By the way, where's your mobile phone." Leng Lingtian changed the topic quickly, and Xiaosu couldn't keep up with him.

"Here it is," Xiao Su honestly took her cell phone.

"I'll make a call," Leng Lingtian took her cell phone directly from her hand, and then quickly dialed the number. Xiaosu didn't respond, but his cell phone was ringing.

It was when Leng Lingtian returned her cell phone to her that she reacted. She gave him a white look: "just ask if you want my cell phone number?"

"I'm afraid you're stingy and won't give it," Leng Lingtian smiled, pulled her up with his hand and said, "remember, the number just now is mine. Remember to save it and call me if you have anything."

"Oh," Xiao Su answered, because Leng Lingtian took her hand and was forced to stand up, and then had to follow him to the front.

Leng Lingtian's footsteps were so big that Tan Xiaosu couldn't keep up. It was almost Leng Lingtian dragging her, and his hands were too strong. Tan Xiaosu felt pain in his wrists, so he threw away his hands.

"Sorry," Leng Lingtian looked at Tan Xiaosu rubbing his red wrist with his other hand and apologized slightly: "I didn't expect your hand to be so delicate."

"Leng Lingtian, do you think I'm your buddy?" Tan Xiaosu glared at him angrily: "I see you used to hold those girls' hands very gently?"

"Ah?" Leng Lingtian was stunned for a moment and then reacted, so he immediately denied: "where did I hold a girl's hand? When did you see it? I don't know myself?"

Tan Xiaosu didn't bother to pay attention to him. He simply walked straight ahead. After the lotus pond passed, there was the step up the mountain, which was very steep, which also showed that the mountain was very steep.

"Do you want to go up to the mountain?" Leng Lingtian saw that she stopped in front of the steps, so he suggested to her: "the scenery on the mountain is very beautiful, and you can sit by the cliff, look down at the sea and enjoy the sunset."

Tan Xiaosu shook her head. She didn't want to go to the mountain, and she didn't want to enjoy the sunset glow, because six years ago, she and Joe met in the mountain and once enjoyed the sunset glow with him.

Six years later, since he abandoned her, she never climbed the mountain, never appreciated the sunset, and never threw herself into the arms of a man with such a gesture.

She resolutely turned around and wanted to go to another place called the golf course. However, she had to stop her pace just after taking a few steps.

Because Joe Fanfan is walking hand in hand with his sweetheart Lin Qianqian from the opposite side and has a face-to-face touch with them.

Tan Xiaosu just stood there and looked at the woman holding her husband's arm. Her smile bloomed like summer flowers, her posture was as delicate as spring breeze blowing willows, and her face looked like a happy little woman.

Joe's extraordinary cold eyes swept away from her, and an uncontrollable anger poured into his eyes, as if his irritable mood had found a fire point at once.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Qiao, do you take your beloved Qianqian to enjoy the sunset on the mountain?" Leng Lingtian said hello to Qiao Fanfan with a smile, and then joked: "it's a good time to go up the mountain at this time. In the evening, there is no one on the mountain. You two can make a promise of never changing your heart while watching the sunset with the same color of the sea and sky."

In the evening, vows? A promise not to change your heart?

Tan Xiaosu listened to Leng Lingtian's words as if countless pieces of ice were falling madly on his head, and the whole person was cold from the top of his head to the center of his feet.