Lin Chen smiled: "Sister Wenxin, you're out of touch with what you said!"
"It's just a painting, just draw it for you, as for the money, there is no need to mention it."
Now, Wen Xin felt a little embarrassed.
"How can this work? If this is the case, wouldn't I take advantage of you?"
Who is Lin Chen?
He is now a well-known double material master at the art festival, and he can sell tens of millions of dollars for any work he makes.
Wenxin felt that it was a bit too much not to pay.
Lin Chen waved his hand indifferently: "No need, if you insist on giving it to me, I won't draw it!"
"Hey, don't!" Wen Xin hurriedly said, "Then do as you said."
Lin Chen nodded: "Yeah."
At this time, the door was pushed open, and the waiters came in carrying dishes one by one.
After they left, Wenxin introduced: "This one, Nanban chicken, this one is grilled crab meat rice, Japanese style Daifuku How about you try it?"
Lin Chen nodded and picked up a piece of Nanban chicken.
The meat is tender and juicy, coupled with the secret sauce, it really gives people a different kind of enjoyment.
"How is it? Are you still used to the taste?" Wen Xin asked.
Lin Chen nodded: "It's okay, very good."
Wen Xin hesitated for a while, and then said: "I heard Han Yanan said that the boy's 'not bad' just means so-so"
Lin Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, a little dumbfounded.
"I didn't mean that. I said it's okay. I mean it's really good."
"Really?" Wen Xin still had some doubts.
"If you are not used to eating, we can change to another store."
Lin Chen shook his head: "No need."
Seeing this, Wen Xin had no choice but to say: "Okay then."
Immediately afterwards, she warned again: "If there is anything you are not used to eating, you must tell me."
Lin Chen nodded: "Okay."
Only then did Wen Xin let go of her heart.
After all, now, Lin Chen's feelings are the most important.
Not only because of her father's various instructions, she also wanted to entertain Lin Chen well.
After eating, the two returned to Lin Chen's side.
Originally, I wanted to paint her, but Naihe didn't have a pen and paper by her side.
Seeing this, Wen Xin had no choice but to say: "Then forget it first, and draw next time."
Lin Chen nodded: "Only next time."
As soon as the voice fell, his cell phone rang.
Is it Luo Xin calling?
As soon as the call was connected, Luo Xin's voice came from the emergency side of the phone.
"Big villain, where have you been? I went to your place to look for you today. You are not at home. Tell me, did you go fooling around with some woman?"
Lin Chen:
"Go out with Wenxin."
Hearing this sentence, Luo Xin was stunned.
Wen, Wen Xinxin?
Luo Xin's voice was obviously much lower.
"You, did you go out with her today?"
Hearing this, Lin Chen nodded: "Well, what's wrong?"
Luo Xin felt a little guilty: "You two went out together, did she say anything to you?"
Lin Chen was puzzled: "For example?"
"Like something about me?"
Lin Chen shook his head upon hearing the sound: "Not really."
Only then did Luo Xin breathe a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you don't have it, it's fine if you don't have it."
She was really afraid that Wenxin would tell him that.
The warmth next to him looked at Lin Chen with some unclear meaning.
From the looks of it, Luo Xin should have opened the call.
However, Luo Xin has not "killed" her yet, which surprised her a little.
No matter how stupid she is, she should have reacted by this time, right?
Immediately afterwards, Luo Xin asked again: "Then are you at home now?"
Lin Chen nodded: "Yes, I'm at home now."
"Then I'll go find you." Luo Xin said immediately.
"good."
After thinking about it, Luo Xin asked again: "By the way, isn't Xinxin here?"
Lin Chen:
He silently took a look at Wen Xin.
"She's still there."
Luo Xin supported his forehead.
What if she wants to cry.
Wenxin, this dead woman, really occupied Lin Chen.
The capital city was clearly her Luo Xin's domain, yet she didn't even dare to meet Lin Chen.
It's too difficult, how can I make her look like a third party?
If it wasn't for Wenxin's handle on her, she would have crushed her with one punch.
"Are you still coming?" Lin Chen asked quietly.
Luo Xin was like a deflated ball, listlessly: "I won't go."
"Why?"
Could it be because the warmth is here?
Immediately afterwards, Luo Xin said: "I don't get along with that woman Wen Xin, do you understand?"
Lin Chen:
"knew."
Luo Xin sighed quietly: "Forget it, don't talk about it, goodbye."
Destroy it, she's tired.
Before Lin Chen could speak, Luo Xin hung up the phone directly.
Lin Chen held the phone in a daze.
Wen Xin smiled: "Is it Luo Xin?"
Lin Chen nodded.
"Then why doesn't she come over?" Wen Xin asked.
This is it.
For a while, Lin Chen didn't know whether to say it or not.
Wen Xin smiled and said: "Because I am here, Wen Xin dare not come?"
Lin Chen froze for a moment.
Did Luo Xin dare not come?
But thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case.
However, Luo Xin, who has always been fearless, would be afraid of Wen Xin?
Lin Chen really couldn't figure it out.
"Maybe?" Lin Chen said.
Warmly looked at the phone.
Amanda texted her.
"How about, let's go to the styling room now. Didn't Amanda say that we need to try the sleeves to see if they fit?"
Lin Chen nodded: "Okay."
Here, Luo Xin is nestling on the sofa and shutting herself up.
Now her intestines are almost turning green.
If I had known that she would not have gone to Han Yanan's house that day.
If you don't go, you won't meet warmth.
If she hadn't met Wenxin, she wouldn't have said such stupid things, let alone put the blame in Wenxin's hands.
The more Luo Xin thought about it, the more angry she became, the remote control in her hand "clicked", and black smoke rose.
Luo Zhentian who passed by was suddenly taken aback.
Hastily snatched the poor remote from Luo Xin's hand, and threw it in the trash can.
"What are you doing?"
"Does your hands hurt?"
Luo Xin was expressionless.
"It doesn't hurt."
Luo Zhentian also sat down, and asked with concern: "This is, what happened to you?"
"No." Luo Xin said coldly.
This matter must never be said.
If her father knew that Lin Chen was on n boats, it would be over.
So she will never say anything.
Luo Zhentian frowned: "You're talking nonsense again, you were brought up by me, how can I not know about you?"
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