Jin Ruge's delicate little face flashed past his cramped face.

He looked at Ling Yu next to him in surprise and found that Ling Yu's expression was calm and there was nothing unusual. However, he took back his palm indifferently and looked at Xu Ning in front of him quietly.

Jin Ruge blinked, withdrew her gaze and reached out to hold it. No matter what, she was also a staff member of this art exhibition and had no reason to treat the guests impolitely.

"Hello, Mr. Xu, I am Jin Ruge."

After saying that, she let go of her palm with a proper measure, but the other party grabbed her and she couldn't pull it off for a while.

Jin Ruge frowned: "Mr. Xu?"

Ling Yu exuded a bitter breath, staring at the man in front of him with a burning gaze. He silently counted in his heart: 1, 2, 3. If this man doesn't let go, he will give his wife a color regardless of whether this is a public place or not!

Just when he was counting 3 in his heart, Xu Ning suddenly let go of Jin Ruge's hand and smiled at her with an ambiguous look on his face: "Ms. Jin is so young and beautiful, with great talent."

Jin Ruge felt Ling Yu’s unhappiness and immediately said, “Please call me Mrs. Ling. This is my husband, Ling Yu.”

Ling Yu's expression became much brighter as the moment Jin Ruge finished speaking, as if the ice and snow had just melted, and the bitter aura around him instantly restrained and turned into a faint warning.

Xu Ning looked at Ling Yu in surprise, then smiled ambiguously: "Mrs. Ling's marriage speed is so fast that I caught me off guard. When I was chasing Mrs. Ling on the streets of Paris, it seemed that you were still a young single mother."

Jin Ruge was shocked when he heard this!

Ling Yu immediately put his shoulders on her shoulders and leaned close to her ears and whispered: "Do you know her?"

Jin Ruge widened her beautiful eyes and looked at the man in front of her. Her impeccable facial features were somewhat similar to her, with a tall and perfect figure similar to Ling Yu, and a delicate and capable black and shiny short hair.

This man is definitely an outstanding person. If he had really seen him in Paris, he would not have no impression!

Thinking about what he said just now, chasing her for two streets on the streets of Paris, and knowing that she was a single mother, Jin Ruge tilted her head slightly, and her thoughts suddenly floated to an afternoon last winter.

There were a few days left before Christmas, and the tiny snow was falling from the sky. Jin Ruge rarely had a holiday for herself and took Xiao Tianling to downtown Paris to buy Christmas gifts.

Walking on the bustling and clean street, Jin Ruge held Xiao Tianling with one hand and held a small flower umbrella with the other. The picture looked warm and quiet. At this moment, a tall man suddenly collided with her head and stepped on her leather boots.

Jin Ruge bent down in pain. Xiao Tianling felt sorry for his mother and immediately turned around and shouted to the man: "Hey! You are sorry, you are rude!"

The man was an oriental man with long black hair draped over his shoulders and could understand Chinese. When he turned around, his beard was full of wrinkles. He seemed to have not washed his face for many days, and even his coat was covered with mud, which reminded Jin Ruge of the beggars on the street.

Jin Ruge turned around and stood up, looking at the mud footprints on the insteps, frowned, thinking that it would be better for a single woman to take care of a child in a foreign country, but it would be better not to have conflicts with strange men, so she pulled Xiao Tianling and stopped quarreling with him, turned around and left.

Who knew that the beggar actually chased after them like this, followed them closely, and said that he wanted to pay Jin Ruge a new pair of shoes.

Jin Ruge said no, her shoes were not broken, just wipe them clean and let him leave.

But the man chased her for two streets like a dog skin plaster.

Jin Ruge felt like he was being plotted against, and was a little scared, so he pulled Xiao Tianling directly into the shopping mall on the street.

Because Christmas is coming soon, the mall has a lot of traffic, and there are also many security guards at the door of the first floor. Jin Ruge stayed in the mall on the first floor with Xiao Tianling and didn't dare to go anywhere.

As a result, just when she thought the list had left, she turned around and found that he was actually holding a pair of leather boots and smiling at her, with a ticket in her hand.

"I don't know how big the shoes you wear, nor what style you like. This is the latest model for this counter today. I have paid for it. It can be replaced within 24 hours. I will pay you."

The man put his shoes in front of her, stuffed the invoice into Xiao Tianling's hand, turned around and ran away.

Jin Ruge was confused. She picked up the invoice and saw that the price of these boots was shocking her! It was so expensive!

Perhaps because he had been watching Xu Ning for too long, even to outsiders, he felt a little illusioned, so Ling Yu felt a little sensible. He held her shoulder hard and pulled her thoughts back.

Jin Ruge looked at the man in front of him who was almost as perfect as Ling Yu. If Qi Ye stood here, it would be hard for her to imagine that there would be any man in this world who would be better than the three of them.

Pulling the corner of his mouth with difficulty, Jin Ruge pointed at him in surprise: "You, you are the one who compensated me for my boots?"

Xu Ning's eyes suddenly burst into bright light: "Yes, Mrs. Ling finally remembered it. What a coincidence, we met again."

Jin Ruge was confused about such a coincidence, and was pinched on her shoulders again. She looked sideways at Ling Yu's deep eyes and immediately explained: "In Paris, he stepped on me, then chased me for two streets, and insisted on paying me a pair of shoes."

Ling Yu was also surprised when he heard this. He stared at Xu Ning with a burning look on his face, but his smile seemed to be smiling slightly, but the coldness was revealed behind his smile: "Mr. Xu, this "Forbidden Joy" has a very special significance to me and my wife, and I have already booked it first. Mr. Xu also looks like a well-educated man. He doesn't know how to come first and then come?"

Xu Ning smiled slightly. He could hear the sarcasm behind Ling Yu, but he disagreed: "I can't do anything about it, Mrs. Ling, my mother likes your paintings very much and insists on buying a copy of your works back. Especially this "Forbidden Joy" once won the gold medal in the Newcomer Competition, how could I miss it?"

Jin Ruge immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Xu, this painting is not a product, and it was indeed my husband first bought it. If Mr. Xu's mother really likes my paintings, she should also like oil paintings. After all, sketching is not my specialty. I have other award-winning oil paintings in the studio. Mr. Xu is interested, so you can contact my senior brother."

Xu Ning's eyes were floating with ambiguity, as if listening to Jin Ruge's words was a very enjoyable thing.
Chapter completed!