And at that time, Yu Huan was also very shy and timid when getting along with others. Naturally, she would not ask for a photo together.

At the end of the press conference, under the big red envelope from Baiyun Micro Packet, every reporter went back to sort out the materials, and then released all the news at 12 noon.

At the press conference, Bai Yunwei Luuluo looked elegant and dignified like a rich lady, which immediately infected everyone.

How could such a young lady do such a thing? Bai Yunwei has always been the apple of the Bai family's eye and can get anything he wants. Is it possible that he still cares about such a work?

Moreover, everyone also read Bai Yunwei's reply seriously, especially the last reply to Yu Huan. Many people even thought it was reasonable.

After all, all this is just everyone's guess, and Yu Huan himself has not yet come forward to name that person, so everyone just calls him Bai Yunwei.

According to Bai Yunwei, he has been exposed on the Internet. Thinking about it, Bai Yunwei's Weibo is full of abuse these days. Many people must have directly sent private messages to abuse Bai Yunwei.

So many people went to Yu Huan's Weibo to find out who that person was, but who knew that Yu Huan didn't have a Weibo at all.

As soon as the national competition ended, Yu Huan seemed to have completely disappeared without any trace left.

On the contrary, Yao Meng and Jiang Xinyu are favored by everyone, and are now recruited by well-known brands.

At the headquarters of the Shutong brand, Bai Ling is sitting in his exclusive lounge, staring at a painting and thinking. This picture is a new painting by Wu Zhuo.

This painting is called Guan Jue Qun Fang. It depicts five women in ancient costumes. They seem to be at a flower-viewing banquet. They are surrounded by the beauty of peonies, but the women in the painting are more beautiful than each other. The most beautiful one is wearing the best clothes.

Wearing snow-white plain clothes, she sat on a rock to rest.

The sun was shining brightly, and the beauty couldn't help but couldn't hold on any longer. She raised the fan in her hand above her head to block the sun.

This painting is the most complicated one that Wu Zhuo has ever painted, and it is also the most difficult to embroider, especially the charm on each woman's face. Wu Zhuo can outline it in just two strokes, but Bai Ling still has to work hard.

Think about how you can embroider it.

Yumo sat on the side and prepared the silk thread Bai Ling needed for her. Splitting the thread was also an extremely delicate process, but Yumo seemed to be very used to doing this.

Bai Ling was thinking about it and didn't know how to deal with it, so she held her head with her slender hands and felt slightly embarrassed. Moreover, the first step of embroidery was to draw the draft. She had to draw it by herself. Wu Zhuo really thought highly of her!

Yu Mo, who was on the side, felt someone pushing the door open and coming in, so she turned around and was about to say something, but the person raised his finger to her lips and she fell silent.

She knew that this man was Bai Ling's fiancé and her future uncle.

Bai Ling was lost in thought when Pei Juan approached, so he didn't notice anyone approaching him.

Bai Ling's mind is now in a very mysterious place. She seems to have seen through this painting the grand banquet that day, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the weather is smooth, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

The crisp chirping of birds, the sound of butterflies flapping their wings, and the blooming of hundreds of flowers competing with beauties.

What a beautiful picture this is.

Seeing Bai Ling intoxicated, Pei Juan did not disturb her, but let her wander, because he had never seen such an expression on Bai Ling's face, so comfortable and immersed in it.

After a while, Bai Ling opened his eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a pair of dark eyes, which were like dripping ink, and the coldness of the cold pool of the deep sea. But the moment I saw her, the coldness was like ice melting away, and what came out was a warmth, like drowning.

Human hot springs.

Bai Ling's eyes were confused for a moment, then she asked: "When did you come?"

"It's been a while, who knew I would just see you intoxicated." Pei Juan found that Bai Ling was becoming more and more comfortable in front of him.

At this moment, she had just drifted away, sitting on a chair, holding her temple with one hand, looking like a beast that had just been fed, with a seductive and cold charm in her laziness.

If this were the case in the past, Bai Ling would have put away this gesture long ago and would not let anyone see it.

But now Bai Ling had no intention of restraining herself. Instead, she changed her posture and stared at him lazily with her amber eyes.

Cold on the surface, warm in the heart.

Pei Juan smiled bitterly in his heart. Sure enough, Bai Ling was right in the past not to let him see her posture.

After all, not many men can bear it.

"What were you thinking about just now?" He sat next to Bai Ling, grabbed Bai Ling's other hand and played with it.

His sister-in-law's hands were treasures in the world, so beautiful that he felt itchy in his heart every time he saw them.

"Wu Zhuo's paintings are really amazing. At such a young age, he deserves to be called a genius painter. It's not easy."

Bai Ling sighed with emotion.

Resonance is something that is unclear and cannot be explained clearly.

"Praise other men in front of me, huh?" Pei Juan pinched Bai Ling's chin and asked her to turn her head to look at him. Her pink lips were in front of him. She was slightly lifted by him. Pei Juan's heart was filled with excitement.

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His eyes were fixed on her lips, and he wanted to kiss her.

Bai Ling's starry eyes were slightly pressed, and even narrowed a bit, and then her aura came up. Her eyes were fixed on Pei Juan's face, as if she was asking.

Don’t want your hands anymore?

But Pei Juan's hands didn't use any force at all. He was squeezing Bai Ling's face at this moment, which made the two of them look evenly matched.

Yumo went out sensibly and waited at the door.

Pei Juan directly put it on the red lips that he had been thinking about for a long time, sucking in the sweetness.

After a few minutes, the two separated and were able to breathe fresh air. Bai Ling's pink lips were also rubbed red, and now they were as red as stained with blood.

He did not let go of Bai Ling's face, admiring the few changes on her face. Especially the blush on the woman's face, which was really rare to see.

Bai Ling's lips parted slightly, and the cool and thin lips passed between her lips: "Pei Juan."

Bai Ling's voice was small, soft, and not intimidating, but Pei Juan actually heard the message Bai Ling wanted to convey.

There was a limit to her indulgence towards Pei Juan. If he pinched her face like this, she would really get angry.

Pei Juan let go of her. The little girl was in her prime of youth and beauty. Her skin was so delicate that even a slight pinch left a red mark.

Pei Juan pinched the blushed area again with some pity and fondness. This time, the redness there was expanded.

Pei Juan smiled widely. It seemed that her little wife was very delicate, so she had to be careful in the future.
Chapter completed!