The Whole World Knows She Loves Me

One weekend, two days, Jiang Liuyi and Song Xian spent absurdly at home. After marriage, Jiang Liuyi didn’t spend much time at home. She was preparing for a tour, and often went to the company or flew here and there. This was the first time she stayed at home. During the weekend, other friends called her but they were hung up on. When Lin Qiushui called on Monday morning, Jiang Liuyi was changing clothes.

Lin Qiushui asked, "Are you coming to the company?"

Jiang Liuyi will go to the company when she has a break. The company has a private practice room, but recently she doesn't want to go, Jiang Liuyi said calmly: "No, I will accept an interview later."

Lin Qiushui slowed down his pen: "What interview?"

Jiang Liuyi said: "It's an exclusive interview, I'll tell you the details when I'm done."

Lin Qiushui had no choice but to agree that Jiang Liuyi seldom arranges her own itinerary. She always listens to the company's arrangements, but Lin Qiushui knows that she doesn't like anything except music, and that incident happened in the first interview. According to the influence, she pushed all the follow-up interviews, even Yu Bai's younger sister Yu Cai came to invite her, but she refused.

For this reason, Yu Bai also called her to ask her if Jiang Liuyi refused to accept her sister's interview because she was angry with her.

To be honest, Lin Qiushui didn't know either, but she didn't want to take any risks. Between Jiang Liuyi and Yu Cai, she still knew who to stand by.

But now that Jiang Liuyi agrees to the interview, presumably the original knot should be more or less untied.

This is a good thing.

Jiang Liuyi put down her mobile phone, walked out of the room and saw Song Xian was heating bread, there were two cups of soaked milk on the table, she walked over, smelled the aroma of milk and saw Song Xian brought two plates with a few slices of bread inside, just now Heated, soft and sweet, she looked at it for a few seconds and suddenly asked, "Do you want fried eggs?"

Song Xian sat down and rolled up the bread to look at her, with a hoarse voice: "Whatever."

Jiang Liuyi went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, and Song Xian didn't cook, so there were ice water and drinks in it, only a few bags of noodles and half a drawer of eggs were placed at the bottom, it seemed that they were bought on the day of their wedding, and they hadn't been touched since then .

Song Xian bit her bread and tilted her head. Jiang Liuyi dressed more casually at home, with light blue home clothes, short sleeves, and no apron. The sun shone in from the window and fell on her side face and arms. The arms were slender and powerful, Jiang Liu Yi has always recovered faster than her. Sometimes she wakes up with sore wrists after sleeping, but it seems that Jiang Liuyi is fine, but it may have something to do with Jiang Liuyi's favorite posture. She has never liked to use her hands very much.

Song Xian lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Jiang Liuyi's slender waist. Although she was light and agile, she couldn't see the madness in the bed thing at all.

The physical strength is really good, and the waist is also good.

She glanced and saw that Jiang Liuyi had fried an egg and put it on the plate, then turned her head to take another one, and when she raised her hand, her home clothes rubbed up, revealing her white waist, with obvious curves and tight muscles and bones, but she was just taking one The plate, but the movements she made were as elegant and beautiful as dancing.

Some temperaments are difficult to imitate and surpass, especially the temperament that has been soaked in art all the year round, which is even more different from ordinary people.

Song Xian took a second look, Jiang Liuyi turned her head and met her gaze, the scorching eyes made Jiang Liuyi jump suddenly, the plate in her hand almost fell on the counter.

It was Song Xian who spoke first: "Are you ready?"

She glanced at her watch, it was almost time to go to work.

Jiang Liuyi carried two plates over and put one in front of her: "Try?"

Song Xian lowered his head and took a bite, guessing it was too hot, the surface was scorched, and a dark circle appeared around the edge, Jiang Liuyi asked: "How is it?"

Although she hasn't cooked for a long time, she has confidence in her own fried eggs, which should be the best dish. She thought Song Xian would be very satisfied, and when she happily told her that it was very good, Song Xian looked up at her and said in a flat tone: "generally."

Jiang Liuyi held back the modest words that were about to come to her lips.

Song Xian got up after eating the fried eggs, and asked Jiang Liuyi: "Do you want me to come back to pick you up?"

Jiang Liuyi thought for a few seconds: "I'll drive."

Song Xian said: "Then don't forget the time, I will call you in advance."

Jiang Liuyi nodded: "Should I go to the magazine office?"

Song Xian said: "Come directly to the studio, I will bring the contract to the studio."

Jiang Liuyi had no objection.

After Song Xian left, Jiang Liuyi ate breakfast alone at home, and when she went back to her room to change her clothes, she suddenly thought of the painting Song Xian painted, and found it from the table.

The painting is very detailed, even the expressions of pedestrians are clear, the wrinkles on the face, the length of the hair, the style of the clothes, Jiang Liuyi didn't remember, and some small details of the restaurant were all drawn.

It's like a printed photo.

If I remember correctly, this should be a silent painting.

She knows silent painting because of Yu Bai. Yu Bai is actually very talented. She remembers that there used to be silent painting competitions in the art class. She would take a painting and show it to half an hour, and then draw it silently. Whoever has the most details , whoever draws the most similar one wins.

When Yu Bai participates in silent painting, he is always sure, almost always winning.

Her reputation has gradually grown, and other departments know that there is a silent painting genius Yu Bai in the Fine Arts Department.

Sometimes she would ask Yu Bai what she likes to paint silently the most, and Yu Bai said, "You."

"I like silently painting you the most, because I am the most familiar and I like it the most."

At that time, when I was young, I was coaxed into dizziness by just a little sweet talk, so that when Yu Bai left and wanted to break up, he didn't believe it at all. If he went abroad, he would break up. Where did he come from? It's not that she can't go abroad to see Yu Bai, or if Yu Bai returns to China on vacation, they can still meet, why must they break up decisively?

She hasn't figured out this question until now, but she doesn't want to pursue it anymore.

It doesn't make sense anymore.

Jiang Liuyi laid the painting flat on the table, and after looking at it several times, she folded it and put it in the book. The screen of the mobile phone on the table flickered, and a familiar name popped up. Jiang Liuyi just glanced at it, but did not answer.

After a while, Song Xian sent her a message: [I sent you a location on WeChat. 】

She exited the information bar and saw the location in WeChat, and replied Song Xian a hello.

Song Xian put down his phone, and He Xiaoying came up beside him, and said in a low voice, "Everyone in the group is asking who invited Jiang Liuyi, can I say it was you?"

After Song Xian told her about this incident, she found it incredible, and after a while, Jiang Liuyi's assistant called her to confirm that it was her, and she exploded, and hurriedly discussed with the editor-in-chief. That's fine, there's no need to let other people know, the main reason is that Meixiu will make trouble again, and it won't be good if something unexpected happens.

This Jiang Liuyi was hired with great difficulty. If she can succeed, let alone beat Meixiu, even if she is now number one on the sales list, she might not be able to beat them in the next issue, but the premise is that no accidents will happen.

So after discussing with the boss, the editor-in-chief and the boss decided to change the interview to an unpublished one. For the time being, except for the people in their department, it will not be announced to the outside world.

He Xiaoying and the editor-in-chief had already said that Song Xian had invited them, but they didn't tell the other colleagues, mainly because they couldn't figure out Song Xian's attitude, she still wanted to ask first, Song Xian turned his head and said casually: "It's up to you. "

Not excited at all, He Xiaoying began to wonder how she invited Jiang Liuyi.

She stared at it for a few seconds, but she still asked. Song Xian thought for a while, but she didn't seem to have opened her mouth at that time. She said to He Xiaoying, "Jiang Liuyi took the initiative to accept the interview."

"Lord, Lord, take the initiative to accept it?" He Xiaoying stuttered as she spoke, she never thought it would be like this, she thought it was Song Xian who begged her grandpa to worship her grandma to ask for such a powerful person, and Jiang Liuyi took the initiative to co-author?

why? She doesn't understand.

Song Xian said, "Because of Yu Cai."

"Yu Cai?" He Xiaoying frowned. What does it have to do with Yu Cai? But she knew that Yu Cai had always wanted to interview Jiang Liuyi. Could it be that Yu Cai and Jiang Liuyi had a feud? That's why you chose Mantong?

As soon as He Xiaoying clapped her hands, just about to say the conclusion, the colleague on the opposite side asked Song Xian: "Are you in the small attic at night?"

Song Xian came back to his senses: "Yes, the small attic, half past seven."

"Okay, then I'll ask my girlfriend to take me there directly." The colleague on the other side smiled happily, and He Xiaoying clicked his tongue: "The dog food exceeds the standard."

"You talk about someone." The opposite colleague laughed, turned to Song Xian and said, "By the way, there is something else I want to trouble you."

Song Xian raised his eyes and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

The colleague on the opposite side scratched her head in embarrassment: "That's it, my girlfriend, she—" He Xiaoying frowned: "What are you talking about, just be direct."

The colleague on the other side gritted his teeth: "It's because my girlfriend is a fan of Jiang Liuyi, can you ask me to get an autograph for me when we shoot this afternoon?"

He Xiaoying was stunned for a moment: "Isn't it me? I'm interviewing, how can Song Xian want it?"

"Then Song Xian was filming." The colleague said, "You are unreliable."

He Xiaoying came to her senses, and immediately jumped halfway across the table to hit the person opposite: "Okay, Wu Maomao! What do you mean I'm unreliable!"

Wu Ying leaned back to avoid He Xiaoying's folder. She usually likes cats and has raised seven or eight cats with her girlfriend, so everyone likes to call her Wu Maomao.

He Xiaoying missed a blow and wanted to continue, but Wu Ying said, "Okay, don't make trouble." She looked at Song Xian, bit her lip: "Is it okay?"

After hearing this, several other colleagues came over and looked at Song Xian and He Xiaoying eagerly: "I want it too."

"My daughter wants it too."

A few colleagues lay on top of Song Xian's table, looking at her with pitiful eyes, Song Xian paused: "I don't know if she will sign, but if you want, you can ask her face to face."

Wu Ying waved her hand: "I want to too, but the studio is not allowed to enter."

Song Xian explained: "I mean, you can ask her face to face when you are having dinner at night."

Wu Ying: "Dinner?" She was taken aback: "Will Jiang Liuyi go too after eating?"

The eyes of the others lit up, Song Xian said, "She agreed to treat you to dinner tonight."

When did you agree? ? ? ?

Everyone was confused, but He Xiaoying was the first to react. She looked at Song Xian with a trembling voice: "Your wife, could it be Jiang Liuyi?"

Everyone's gazes were hot in an instant, like a blazing fire, only to cool down when it burned to Song Xian's side, and it suddenly cooled down. Song Xian was still calm and indifferent, just nodded slightly, and said to He Xiaoying: "Well, she is my wife."

The office was instantly silent, and suddenly there was a bang from Song Xian's side!

Everyone turned their heads and saw He Xiaoying sitting down on the ground, the chair was turned over, and the rotating base was turning slowly. Coupled with He Xiaoying's stunned face, it was very funny.