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Three hundred and sixtieth chapters in mind

"So can't I move now?"

Zhao Qingluo leaned on the rattan chair, behind her was the scenery of Jiangnan with a small bridge and flowing water, and at this moment was a easel and Lin Wan who was very interested.

Originally, these two people were destined to be together, and they were already very speculative after chatting for a few words. After living in Ling'an for about a week, the two of them had become friends who had hit it off, especially when discussing their common professional knowledge.

And Zhao Qingluo suddenly became interested in the past few days, and always wanted to draw a few manuscripts or something.

In fact, since he entered MK, he has not drawn manuscripts for a long time. After all, in such a large company, she rarely needs to draw manuscripts himself.

After seeing that she started drawing the manuscript, Lin Wan became itchy. Although Lin Wan was in this inn, she felt very comfortable, but she felt tired of the scenery after looking at it. But now she is also itchy with Zhao Qingluo's help.

That day, the two of them wanted to draw some design drafts, but Lin Wan suddenly became interested. Because she had also learned figure painting for several years, she wanted to draw Zhao Qingluo.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it's all right away. Look at the bridge behind you, I'm almost done with a side."

After hearing this, Zhao Qing stopped doing it. He was already sitting and his body was almost stiff. The other party just drew a bridge?

He quickly looked forward a few steps. It turned out that Lin Wan was just outlining her body first, but was concentrating on painting the scenery. For a moment, she was so angry that she had nothing to say.

"Okay, okay, then you can concentrate on painting the scenery first. I can't sit still. If I sit like this for a while, my neck will almost become stiff."

Zhao Qingluo's words made Lin Wan laugh and she joked a few more times. Zhao Qingluo sat down aside and drank a cup of tea. She suddenly thought of something in her mind, and she was silent and didn't say anything else.

"Is this a concern or something? I suddenly stopped talking. Why did you go out for a trip? I just wanted to stay in my inn for so long. I rarely saw a guest who had been here for so long."

In fact, Lin Wan had already seen it. Although Zhao Qingluo was comfortable staying in her inn, she would always see her worried inadvertently. This was obviously a concern.

But the premise is that the two of them are just acquaintance and cannot be considered familiar, so Lin Wan didn't ask.

After all, it is impolite to ask others about their private affairs in such abrupt manner. What's more, Zhao Qingluo is not only his friend, but the most important thing is his guest at his inn.

Zhao Qingluo shook her head. She actually just thought that she would be on Yue Tingcheng's birthday soon. When Yue Tingcheng celebrated her birthday, her relationship with him had not yet developed further, so she had no idea and had not prepared gifts for him.

Now, a year later, when it comes to his birthday again, I have long since been around him.

"I was having a bottleneck period at work and couldn't do anything well. You also know that designers need the most inspiration, and I have never been exposed to this style of small bridges and flowing water before, so I thought about coming here for vacation."

What Zhao Qingluo said was the truth, but she had concealed some more important parts. She felt that there was no need to mention her and Yue Tingcheng to everyone.

This matter is not big or small. It is just a personal emotional problem, and I blame myself for not handling it well, so I have reached this point.

When Lin Wan heard Zhao Qingluo say this, she put down her brush, sat down next to her, clapped her hands, picked up a cup of tea, and took a sip.

"Then I have seen so many manuscripts in the past few days, so I must have found inspiration. In fact, many of your manuscripts look very good to me. As expected, you are more professional than me, or are you not satisfied with these, so you should stay and find what you want?"

Zhao Qingluo can't answer Lin Wan's question now.

Because she just told Yue Tingcheng that she wanted to leave for a while and go out alone to quietly, but neither of them mentioned how long the deadline was.

Moreover, since she came here, Yue Tingcheng has not taken the initiative to contact her. Although Zhao Qingluo has not taken the initiative to contact the other party, she is still quite concerned.

Does Yue Tingcheng feel that it doesn’t matter whether he or she will go back or not?

"The inspiration is really strange. Although I have a lot of thoughts in my head since I came to your inn, I always feel that I can't grasp it. But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that I don't know how to go back now, it's really a worry."

Zhao Qingluo said this while fiddling with the tea leaves in the cup with a small silver spoon. She felt that she was indeed very comfortable during her time at Ling'an, but she always felt that she was incompatible with the environment here.

It's ridiculous to think it's because I've been in that fast-paced life for too long and have finally come to such an environment. I feel very happy, but my body always feels that I can't fit in forever.

Lin Wan is not the one who breaks the casserole and asks the truth, but after all, she has paid attention to Zhao Qingluo before, and it is really amazing that they have the fate to meet now, so she cannot be completely unaware of Zhao Qingluo’s private affairs.

After all, as a rookie designer, Zhao Qingluo has long focused on paying attention to her relationship with Yue Tingcheng, so Lin Wan also knows about him and Yue Tingcheng.

"I'm sorry to say, you can't recover from your love problems, right? Actually, I never ask about the personal life of your customers, but you are different. I have said before, who made you so famous among new designers, so I have paid more attention to some of your affairs."

Zhao Qingluo looked at the person in front of her in surprise, looking at Lin Wan, a girl who seemed to be unwilling to care about any mundane things, and suddenly mentioned the matter of Yue Tingcheng to herself. She was as if she was stuck in her throat for a moment, and she had no idea what to say at all.

"I'm not that gossipy, nor do I really want to care about anything. After all, you are a guest. I naturally have to entertain you as long as you want to stay. It's just that everyone has their own life. If you really encounter any problems, it's not impossible to hide and be lazy, but over time, the problem will deteriorate."

Zhao Qingluo was still staring at the tea leaves in the tea cup without responding. Of course she knew this truth. She even felt this problem now. It seemed that she was just angry at the beginning, but now she has become a little inappropriate.

So are you still angry now? Zhao Qingluo doesn’t know?

Maybe she had forgiven Yue Tingcheng in her heart. Since they had only been separated for a week, she still missed each other more.

Sometimes, as soon as these feelings in my heart become rich, all the grudges I had before were diluted, so Zhao Qingluo now feels that she is in a very contradictory state.

"Maybe you have been too relaxed here during this period, so you haven't paid attention to the news online, but I still want to remind you that MK is in the limelight these days. I always see news about them on various news. If you are interested, check it out?"

Zhao Qingluo did not even go online during this period and lived like a primitive person. However, he felt that life was quite fulfilling, and it was not that he had to have the Internet to live all the time.

But after listening to Lin Wan's reminder, she suddenly felt surprised that she had not paid attention to the news about Yue Tingcheng and mk for so long.

Even Lin Wan, who seemed to live in the Peach Blossom Land and did not care about the world, already knew that there was something big about MK's deeds, so it proved that something really happened.

"Is MK so famous? I thought that no one would know Yuetingcheng if anyone came to this place. Although I was surprised when I came to the inn, you said you knew me before, but then I was afraid that you would know something messed up on me. After all, I was here to hide."

Although Zhao Qingluo said this, she had already made up her mind that she would open the laptop that she had not used for a long time after going back today and check what happened to Mtk during this period.

When Lin Wan heard him say this, she knew that she would definitely not let go of what she said she didn't want to care about, so she smiled slightly.

"Although there are not many guests here, there are actually quite a few. As you all know, I am pretentious and the way of selecting people is unreasonable, so most of the people who can come here actually have stories."

When Zhao Qingluo heard Lin Wan say this in this tone, she suddenly remembered that the one with the most stories in her belly should be the bar owner and such inn owners. After all, there are many people around her who have stories, but they should play the role of the listener the most frequently.

"So now my story is about to be taken into account by you, right? In fact, I'm going to tell you that there are indeed some emotional problems between Yue Tingcheng and me, and the truth and false reports from the outside world are mixed. But now I have resigned from MK, so no matter what happens to them, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Qingluo felt very strange. Although she felt before that, no matter what happened outside, she would try her best to never mention Yue Tingcheng's affairs. She didn't want to worry about her feelings when she was on vacation again because of the previous events.

But Lin Wan had such magic. After she got together, Zhao Qingluo felt that what she had been holding in her heart for a long time really wanted to tell her.

Even though the other party had only met a new friend for about a week, Zhao Qingluo didn't mind at all now.
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