The miserable heroine of the sad novel of the period was penetrated

Chapter 416: A Disgusting Dinner

Xiaowei has been silently accompanying Xia Songlan, keeping a safe distance from her a few steps away.

He neither approached people to chat, nor did he completely leave. If someone he knew greeted him, he would chat with them.

Seeing that Xiaowei was very sensible, Xia Songlan was no longer so resistant and did not pay too much attention to him.

I walked around the gallery alone in a clockwise direction.

The gallery is not small, with two floors, but all of Liu's paintings are displayed on the first floor.

To be honest, after Xia Songlan turned around, she still couldn't appreciate it and couldn't feel the beauty of the painting at all.

After another round, Qin Dashuang walked towards her with Da Liu.

Da Liu's face was full of impatience at first, but after seeing Xia Songlan, he showed a look of surprise.

But he soon noticed Xiao Wei behind her and greeted her enthusiastically, "Mr. Zhuo, thank you for giving me this opportunity.

If you hadn't invited me to hold an exhibition in your gallery, I wouldn't have known that my paintings are so popular with the public.

Look, I'm really flattered that so many people have come.

It should also bring good profits to your gallery."

Not only Qin Dashuang was surprised, even Xia Songlan did not expect that Xiaowei was actually the owner of this gallery!

But the expression on her face only flashed by for a moment, and then she took two steps to the side and completely left the crowd.

Xiaowei was still polite and courteous, and there was no impatience on his face when he listened to Liu's compliments.

He was half a head taller than Liu, and he bent forward slightly, listening to Liu's speech attentively.

Seems particularly respectful.

Qin Dashuang raised his eyebrows: "Xiaowei, you are very secretive. For such a long time, you haven't told me that this gallery is yours?"

Da Liu looked at Qin Dashuang and said, "You know Director Zhuo."

Qin Dashuang smiled brightly, "We not only know each other... but we are also very familiar with each other. We almost..."

The hint of something more in her words made everyone more curious.

Even though Qin Dashuang was joking like this, Xiaowei remained calm and kept a smile on his face.

Moreover, he was extremely sociable, and he soon diverted the topic, and the focus returned to Liu.

Liu seems to love showing off his painting skills and experience.

Under the admiring gazes of several followers, especially Qin Dashuang and Zhuo Wei's sister, he kept talking.

From beginning to end, Xia Songlan treated herself as a background board, standing behind the crowd, her mind wandering away.

The same as her was Zhuo Wei. Zhuo Wei was still standing a few steps away from her, looking at Liu Da and the others with a smile on his face.

He seemed to be listening very seriously.

It was approaching noon.

A lady who looked extremely wealthy waved her hand, revealing the three large gold rings on her hand.

He placed his hand on Liu's shoulder affectionately and said, "Painter Liu, may I have the honor of inviting you to lunch with me?

I really admire your paintings and have just negotiated with the gallery to buy two."

She stretched out two fingers of her other hand and shook them. The large gemstone rings on each finger were particularly eye-catching.

Da Liu's eyes were greedy, but his face was embarrassed. "Mrs. Zhang, I'm really sorry. There are so many friends coming today. I can't accompany you alone. How about another day?"

Mrs. Zhang was not annoyed, "Why change the date? Let's all go.

It's a good opportunity to invite all your friends here so that everyone can speak freely. I like making friends with cultured people like you."

Qin Dashuang hated it most when people showed off their wealth in front of him, and was just about to say something to Mrs. Zhang.

Cough!

Xia Songlan coughed twice at this moment, attracting her attention.

Qin Dashuang immediately stopped talking, glared at Mrs. Zhang angrily, and walked to Xia Songlan's side.

He muttered quietly, "It's like no one has no money. You just have a few coins, why are you showing off?

It's not like I can't afford to treat you to a meal."

"I don't want to invite him even if I can afford it. I don't have the time to dine with a so-called scholar like him."

Xia Songlan expressed her attitude to Qin Dashuang as soon as possible.

In fact, before coming here, Xia Songlan still had the idea of ​​matchmaking, but after meeting Da Liu, not only did those thoughts disappear, but she also became particularly disgusted with him.

In fact, the way Liu looked at her made her feel extremely disgusted.

Qin Dashuang took Xia Songlan's arm and said, "No, Songlan, it would be boring for me to go alone.

Let's go together, I'll order two more bottles of good wine later to annoy that woman."

The exhibition was almost coming to an end and the audience left one after another.

Only a few die-hard fans remained around Liu.

In the end, Xia Songlan was dragged to the dinner by the Qin twins.

There were nine people at the dinner table.

In addition to Xia Songlan, Qin Dashuang, Zhuo Wei, and his sister Zhuo Fei'er, there are Liu Liu, Mrs. Zhang, and three other die-hard fans.

Among those three people, two were female college students.

The other one is a painting enthusiast and the only male.

As soon as everyone sat down at the table, Liu was flattered by everyone and was praised by everyone.

Under this series of flattery, Liu almost lost himself and started to talk big.

He talked about his inspirations, his ideas, and his experiences while traveling around the country.

He especially liked to talk about his romantic encounters and the beautiful women who pursued him.

Except for Xia Songlan and Zhuo Wei, everyone else present listened with great interest and asked a question from time to time.

Qin Dashuang and Mrs. Zhang sat on either side of Liu, constantly pouring water for him, picking up food for him, and urging him to drink.

Liu really likes this feeling of being the center of attention. Even if he only drank a glass of wine, he felt a little elated.

He speaks without restraint and even makes some dirty jokes from time to time.

His hands became restless and he and Mrs. Zhang started studying her body structure as if no one was around, and he kept rubbing oil on her body.

His eyes would glance at Xia Songlan from time to time. Although the meaning of his eyes was unclear, it was disgusting.

At first, Liu would occasionally say a few words to Zhuo Wei, but gradually he became the one who had the final say and could speak his mind freely without restraint.

Xia Songlan was competing with the two dishes in front of her from beginning to end.

One dish is mung bean sprouts and the other is maoxuewang.

The mung bean sprouts looked good, but too much vinegar was added, making them particularly sour.

There was a layer of red oil floating on the Maoxuewang. For Xia Songlan, who was not very good at eating chili peppers, the spicy taste almost made her soul leave her body after one bite.

Her entire lips were red and her cheeks were tinged pink.

Sitting on her left was Qin Dashuang, and on her right was Zhuo Wei.

Qin Dashuang's attention was all on Liu, but Zhuo Wei would help her pick up some food with the serving chopsticks from time to time.

Even though Xia Songlan didn't eat it, Zhuo Wei filled the small plate in front of her.

When they were halfway through the meal, Da Liu suddenly brought the topic to Xia Songlan, "Da Shuang, this is the best friend you mentioned!

I wonder if this beautiful lady would be willing to be my mannequin.”

There was a sense of alms in his tone, as if letting Xia Songlan be a model was a great honor for her.

Qin Dashuang nodded, "Yes, Song Lan and I grew up together, childhood friends and best friends."

Big Liu looked at Xia Songlan with lustful eyes, "So her name is Songlan."

Xia Songlan put down her chopsticks and said, "My last name is Xia, and I'm a doctor. Please, Mr. Painter Liu, call me Doctor Xia."

"But I think the name Isandra is particularly good. I still like to call you Isandra. This makes it seem like we have a closer relationship."

Xia Songlan was disgusted by Da Liu's self-righteousness and the vulgarity in his tone, "But I don't like it, and we are not that close."

Liu was obviously a little angry, "You really don't know how to appreciate my kindness.

Da Shuang, your best friend is so rude, relying on her beauty to act like a fake noble person. "

Qin Dashuang was unhappy, and put down his chopsticks with a snap, "What do you mean? Don't think that just because I call you a painter twice, you are really a painter.

Stupid thing.

We, the woad, rely on you to lift us up, but you yourself don't know who you are.

If I praise you, you are just a painter. If I don’t praise you, you are nothing.

He also said that we woads were impolite.

Are you polite? You and our Wolan met for the first time, so you are not familiar with each other.

Besides, how can she be so hypocritical? What qualifications do you have to criticize her?

Pah~~"