作者: Joe Mai 機器翻譯作品
Who is Yu Yu?
Yan Ru was stunned. How did he know Yu Yu Could it be that he had found something?
Dongfang mo saw that Yan ru was just stunned and did not say anything. He could not help but ask again, "who was Yu Yu that you were calling out just now? "
Yu Yu that you were calling out And just now?
Yan Ru finally reacted. It seemed like she was dreaming in her sleep and then she was talking in her sleep.
She secretly broke out in a sweat. Fortunately, it was a dream, and it seemed like Dongfang Mo did not find anything. After all, she was once Xi Muru. In Korea, only three people knew her identity, and that was Che Qixuan, Pu Zhihui, and Pu Yongjun.
And her phone had never saved the names and phone numbers of these three people, because these three people's numbers were all remembered in her heart. The other number saved was the gallery owner's number, and those people only knew that she was yan ru They did not even know where she lived.
Moreover, Pu Yongjun and Pu Zhihui almost never called her phone. They usually called Che Qixuan, because Che Qixuan lived with her.
As for Che Qixuan, he was a mysterious person in Korea. Not to mention others investigating him, even her so-called wife knew very little about him.
"Xi Mu Xue. " Dongfang Mo called her name word by word. He held her neck with his hand and could not help but raise two decibels. "I was asking you a question just now. Who is the Yu Yu you're calling? "
Yan Ru finally came back to her senses As she used her hand to Pry Dongfang Mo's hand away, she quickly answered, "Yu Yu is a model in my painting. In my oil painting, the side of a young girl appeared in the market, or the back of the young girl was drawn using Yu Yu as a model. "
Yan Ru's words were purely impromptu. In fact, she rarely drew portraits. Even if she did draw portraits, they were usually close-ups or sketches. There were no portraits in the oil paintings, let alone a young girl As long as Dongfang Mo checked the paintings that she had drawn before, he would definitely find out that she was lying.
However, when Dongfang Mo heard her words, he was slightly stunned. Then, he let go of the hand that was holding her neck and said indifferently, "fine, you can draw until you go crazy. You even dream of communicating with your own model. "
Yan Ru moved her body slightly to the side and said lightly, "I draw for a living now. How can I not love this job? Besides, what's wrong with loving your job? "
"Okay, okay, okay, " Dongfang Mo replied casually. Then, he turned around and walked towards the bathroom as he instructed lightly, "there are clothes in the closet. Hurry up and change. I'll bring you back to Binhai later. "
Yan Ru didn't say anything. She saw that Dongfang had already walked into the bathroom and closed the door. The sound of water splashing could be heard from the bathroom again. It was obvious that this f * Cking man was taking a morning shower.
This was a good opportunity for a natural disaster. She believed that Dongfang Mo was in the room and the door would definitely not be locked from the outside. Her guess was that his bodyguards or whatever would not be standing guard outside the door.
The luxurious and high-class presidential suite was covered with a layer of carpet. There was no sound at all when she walked barefoot. Her heart was filled with joy. She used her hand to pick up her shoes and carefully walked to the hotel door. She placed her hand on the lock handle and gently pressed it The door opened.
Yan Ru quickly put on her shoes and rushed out in a flash. She did not even bother to close the door and directly ran in the direction of the elevator.
It was a godsend opportunity. She had pressed the elevator button for less than two seconds when the elevator door opened. She rushed in in a flash and pressed the button as fast as she could.