The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 449
"Just call me Leng Lin," he said, his eyes were calm, but his voice was still calm, and he added, "Little Junior Sister."

This address made Tang Yimo touch his nose involuntarily.

Is the surname Leng... The young master Ming that Wen Mi mentioned earlier, did she remember it wrong?

Before she accepted Mr. Ge as her teacher, she knew that Mr. Ge had two apprentices.

Dashixiong is a well-known oil painting master and vice-chairman of the association, currently living abroad temporarily.

As for the other second senior brother, Ge Lao has always been secretive, and he refused to reveal anything more. He only let her see a few of his works, which can be regarded as amazing.

She didn't expect that the man in front of her had met several times by chance, and she even wondered if it was the man who was molested by Mo Gu, but it was the second senior brother!
"Senior Brother Leng Lin." Tang Yimo added, realizing that the previous title was somewhat ambiguous.

Mr. Ge smiled, "It seems that you hit it off quite well, so I won't worry about tonight's meal. I was afraid that it would not be safe."

The second child, he knows, has a cold and weird temper, is also high-spirited, and doesn't have a good attitude towards his senior brother.

Xiao Yao has a sweet mouth, but she is not an approachable person, she is alienated and indifferent in her heart.

When these two people came together, they could still call each other senior and senior sister. Mr. Ge really felt that this was the happiest day in the past five years.

Leaning on crutches, he beat the pestle on the ground, "Come on, let's eat first."

As he spoke, he looked at Leng Lin again, "Your junior sister encountered something a few years ago, and the painting part was delayed a lot. You will take him with you when you have time."

Tang Yimo's heart skipped a beat.

Even if he is the second senior brother, just because he might know Mo Yuchi, she doesn't want to have too much contact with him.

So, before the man could answer, she helped the old man up first, "Teacher, I'm also a little hungry, let's go eat first."

Old Ge naturally wouldn't object, and he didn't think anything was wrong, "Okay, let's go first, go first."

The campus path at night was very pleasant, but when Tang Yimo came, he was dressed in the same clothes he used to wear when he went to school, shirt and trousers, without a jacket, and now it was a bit cold when the wind blew.

Leng Lin was in front, Tang Yimo supported the old man behind, talking in a low voice.

Fortunately, Leng Lin's car was parked at the parking space in front of the college.

After getting into the car, Tang Yimo warmed up a bit, and then he heard the old man ask seriously, "Xiao Mo, what did you just say, are you not going to draw any more?"

"How can you not draw? Although your level has been wasted for five years, it is definitely not much worse than those famous artists-!"

He thought it was because she had been hit for so many years, and she was devastated here.

Tang Yimo quickly explained, "It's not that I gave up, I just want to take my time. I haven't picked up a paintbrush for a long time. Teacher, please give me some time."

"It's not too bad." Ge Lao gave her a sideways look, blaming her for not making it clear, and said, "This matter really can't be rushed. In this way, you two will add a contact information later. If you have any questions in the early stage, you can ask your senior brother first." , the school will have a mid-term exam in a while, after a while, I will see your current level."

Tang Yimo, "..."

Going around, why can't I hide.

Helpless, she responded for a long time, "Okay."

Sitting in front of him, the man was unusually quiet, neither refusing nor agreeing, without saying a word all the way.

When they arrived at the restaurant and entered the private room, Ge Lao took Tang Yimo to order, while Leng Lin sent a message with his mobile phone.

As soon as Ge Lao put down the menu, he saw him playing with his mobile phone, and immediately patted the table unhappy, "It's rare to have a meal with your little sister, what are you doing there with that brick, and Which mask of yours, you can’t put it down after eating, and you’re going to dig a hole later?”

(End of this chapter)