Chapter 682 Old A8 Is Also A8

Jiang Rong acted quickly. After receiving the order, he followed it the next day.

Liu Xiaoli returned to Beijing last night. After receiving Yang Lingyue's call, she estimated the time and ended the conversation with Chu Qin.

Chu Qin will be the operation director of the Lirenxing Song and Dance Troupe in the future. She is one of the three people Liu Hong found for her, and they can chat together.

As for professionalism, Liu Hong did his best to serve the boss's mother-in-law.

Arriving at the place and entering the gate of the community, Yang Lingyue looked around and didn't meet anyone along the way. If there were no cars parked at the door of some villas, he would have suspected that this community was a ghost town.

It's a very old building, very traditional Western European style, with only two floors, and the first floor is particularly high. He doesn't like it very much, but he is very satisfied with the location and privacy.

It doesn't matter. It's just for Liu Xiaoli to come and rest occasionally. Of course, he comes here occasionally to pick his ears or something.

After getting off the car, just as he took out a painting box from the trunk, an old A8 parked next door.

Seeing the car door half open, Yang Lingyue smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoli, what do you say?"

Liu Xiaoli, who had a very decent makeup, got out of the car, looked at him and put up his hair, and said softly, "I came here this morning. Let's go inside and take a look."

After she stood still, Yang Lingyue looked her up and down.

Wearing a black woolen coat, a khaki woolen sweater and slim pants, and a pair of high-heeled leather shoes, the whole person looked tall and elegant.

Liu Xiaoli looked at him looking at her, and couldn't help but curl her lips, and walked towards the door while saying, "Open the door."

After the two entered the house, they walked around upstairs and downstairs. It was cleaned very cleanly, and all the appliances and furniture were available. Liu Xiaoli was very happy, and looked at him excitedly and expectantly.

Yang Lingyue sat down on the bed in the bedroom on the second floor, then patted the person next to him and said, "Have you chosen the person from the dance troupe?"

Liu Xiaoli sat beside him: "Yes, her name is Chuqin, thank you."

Yang Lingyue smiled: "I just said hello."

Liu Xiaoli glanced at him, then looked at the painting box on the stool at the end of the bed.

Seeing this, Yang Lingyue explained: "I was going to give you the painting when the dance troupe opened and hung it in the office, but I decided to bring it with me. You can decide where to hang it."

"Then I'll open it."

Liu Xiaoli reached out to take it, and felt that her coat was in the way, so she took it off first, then opened the box and unfolded the painting.

Different from the previous Su embroidery where Madam Xiang just looked forward, Madam Xiang in this painting leaned forward and looked back. This action not only made Madam Xiang's body present an S-shaped shape, but also looked elegant and vivid, showing the feminine softness and noble temperament perfectly.

After all, no matter how exquisite Suzhou embroidery is, it is just a craft among works of art, while Fu Baoshi's paintings are real works of art.

Liu Xiaoli looked at it and fell into memories. More than 20 years ago, she had seen a photo of this painting, and some of the expressions in the dance drama "Madam Xiang" also referred to the person in the painting.

After a while, Liu Xiaoli turned sideways and looked at him: "How to thank you?"

Yang Lingyue smiled and said: "How about dancing "Madam Xiang" for me alone?"

Liu Xiaoli pursed her lips and said softly: "Then I was going to dance for you, nothing else?"

Yang Lingyue looked at her and said slowly: "Let me think about it."

Liu Xiaoli turned her back, looked at the painting for a while and said softly: "Tell me about this painting."

Yang Lingyue paused and said: "I don't understand the details, but I think Fu Baoshi's character skills are traditional, but the modeling is somewhat modern art, which is consistent with the purpose of your dance troupe Generally, it is suitable for you to take it. "

Liu Xiaoli hummed, turned around, and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Do you know what the antipodal point is?"

"Our current position is another point that passes through the earth."

"Then do you know where it is?"

Yang Lingyue thought for a while and said puzzledly: "Argentina, what's wrong?"

Liu Xiaoli stared at him: "20,000 kilometers away from here is the endless Pampas. It passes through the land and crosses the ocean, day and night are reversed, and the four seasons are reversed. Everything is different."

Yang Lingyue was stunned. How could he not understand what she meant.

Seeing that he was silent, Liu Xiaoli sneered: "Can you stop pretending to be deaf and dumb? Don't tell me you have forgotten what you said to me at the beach."

Yang Lingyue said softly: "How could I forget? Sister Xiaoli, when is the most beautiful scenery in the Pampas?"

Liu Xiaoli took a deep breath, her voice trembling a little: "Around October."

Yang Lingyue nodded: "I know."

Liu Xiaoli suddenly softened and leaned on his shoulder, exhaling: "Help me again."

Yang Lingyue was stunned when he heard the words, and then stood up and frowned at her.

Liu Xiaoli suddenly felt a huge sense of loss, staring at him, and her eyes gradually turned red.

"I know."

Yang Lingyue's expression was still solemn, and he asked in a deep voice: "Do you really know?"

Liu Xiaoli turned her head away: "I know, aren't you worried that I'm used to it, what if I reveal something in front of Xixi? But I also like the way we get along at home, and I don't want to change, but this house, this house..."

Yang Lingyue seemed to be unable to see her sad look, still standing there, slowly saying: "I love Xixi more than many people, including you, I believe you too, otherwise I wouldn't have threatened to commit suicide to get custody."

Liu Xiaoli was shocked and looked at him: "You are right."

Yang Lingyue smiled: "Do you still want it now?"

Liu Xiaoli cursed angrily: "You bastard, I'm also an actor, but dancers are not actors? What can I reveal?"

Yang Lingyue waved: "Okay, let's go back."

Liu Xiaoli glanced at him: "Get me a piece of paper."

"Hmm?"

"Hmm, I'll wipe my tears."

"Okay, come on, I'll wipe them for you, all right."

"Hmm."

After Liu Xiaoli responded, she hugged his waist very hard, and then said: "Don't forget that you promised me that you would grow long hair in the future."

Yang Lingyue looked at her like this and couldn't help laughing: "Sister Xiaoli, why are you like a little girl."

Liu Xiaoli pushed him away and rolled her eyes: "Whether it's an old woman or a little girl, you, a bastard, have controlled me to death. I understand that you didn't have good intentions from the beginning. You were so proud when I took the bait, right?"

"Of course I was proud."

Yang Lingyue said with a smile, picked up the coat on the bed and put it on her.

Liu Xiaoli shouted, "Don't move, there's my hair on your shoulder."

This reminded Yang Lingyue that she hadn't paid attention to these things before going home for a long time, including using Jiang Rong's spray to remove the smell.

Although she hadn't had more intimate contact with other women before, it was common to have a hair and some smell on clothes. None of her women mentioned this.

Alas! Isn't this a pity?