Chapter 44 I am very rich.
Lin Heng: [I've compiled a list for you. You currently have three popular on-screen couples: "Chen Yu Luo Yan" with Xu Jingyan, "Shuang Jiang" with Lin Shuang, and "Yan Luo" with He Ziyan. Not bad.]
What's good about it?
Jiang Luo was speechless: 【Thank you.】
Exiting WeChat, Jiang Luo's mood plummeted as she glanced at the "Love in the Apocalypse" icon on the screen.
Now that she's seen He Ziyan, how is she supposed to face Yan Zihe?
She knew Yan Zihe first!
Irritable.
Looking up, Jiang Luo gazed resentfully at He Ziyan's profile and sighed silently.
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The group arrived at the supermarket.
Qin Ning volunteered to push the cart, while Jiang Luo intentionally distanced herself from He Ziyan, so the two of them stood on either side of each other.
Given that they both had identical expressionless faces, they really did seem to be Qin Ning's two bodyguards.
The photographers, with their long lenses and tripods, attracted a large crowd of onlookers.
Therefore, they had to move between the shelves under the watchful eyes of the public, while maintaining a comfortable and relaxed atmosphere.
"I need to buy more cheese. Last night at dinner, Tao Le said that if there was a chance, she would make us fried chicken and cheese fondue..." Qin Ning selected a lot of food, and soon the cart was full.
"Sister Luo Luo, Zi Yan, aren't you going to buy anything?" Qin Ning said shyly, "I carried all of this, I feel so embarrassed."
Jiang Luo shrugged, "Anyway, you're taking it for everyone."
On the other side, He Ziyan glanced at the item out of the corner of his eye, his expression changing slightly. He replied, "There are indeed some things I'd like to buy."
As he spoke, he strode forward, heading straight for the stationery section.
He picked up the paint from the corner of the first shelf and tossed it into the cart without hesitation.
"Do you want to do graffiti?" Qin Ning asked in surprise, then added, "Actually, I'm quite good at drawing. I even won a painting award when I was in elementary school, but that was a long time ago. Tomorrow morning, we can all get together and draw."
As Qin Ning was speaking, He Ziyan turned around, looked past him, and turned to Jiang Luo: "Luo Luo, do you like to draw?"
Jiang Luo was taken aback.
draw……
She looked over.
People were coming and going between the shelves behind He Ziyan; some were shopping, some were watching, and some were children reading books.
Despite the complex background, it did not distract Jiang Luo at all.
She stared at him, trying to detect something unusual in his innocent face.
Did he bring up painting on purpose, or was it just a coincidence?
Did he know about her painting?
That shouldn't be the case.
Even Brother Lin didn't know.
He Ziyan's composure concealed everything, and Jiang Luo gave up and withdrew her gaze.
She shrugged, delivering a professional performance that conveyed "nonchalance" and "dislike."
Painting is a private hobby for her, and she doesn't want it to be magnified under the camera.
She cannot let work invade her life.
After a moment of surprise, He Ziyan frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes. Soon, he turned back to look at the shelves and continued to pick and choose, his fingers brushing over each paintbrush, his mind elsewhere.
His voice trailed off, "I'm not very good at drawing either."
Jiang Luo didn't reply, but walked to another shelf.
Qin Ning, however, continued to say to He Ziyan, "It's okay. What does it matter if we don't draw well? We're not painters, we're just drawing together for fun. Besides, I can teach you."
He Ziyan casually picked up one of the most expensive paintbrushes and put it into the shopper's bag. "Okay."
Qin Ning raised her chin and looked at Jiang Luo behind the shelf, "Where's Sister Luo Luo?"
He Ziyan's fingers, which were resting on the drawing paper, paused.
He was waiting for an answer.
“Yes, I can learn it,” Jiang Luo said.
Then have a natural conversation.
Could it be that Jiang Luo really can't draw?
Is Jiang Luo not Luo Luo?
No, it must be Luo Luo.
The sounds are exactly the same.
Moreover, both of their names contain the character "落" (luò).
Why would she deny that she can draw?
After pondering for a while, He Ziyan made a guess.
The account 【落落落落姜上】 only has a few thousand followers. Given Jiang Luo's fame, if she wanted to use this as a promotional point, she could definitely attract a lot of followers.
But she didn't.
Perhaps she didn't want her drawing skills to be exposed to others.
Perhaps she only considers painting a private hobby and doesn't want to share it with others.
As he analyzed the situation, He Ziyan's brows furrowed even deeper.
He originally intended to use painting as a bridge for communication between them, so that Luo Luo could discover more of the commonalities between him and Yan Zihe and enter Luo Luo's world more quickly.
But in hindsight, he acted too hastily.
Luo Luo is like a Ferrero Rocher, with a hard outer shell, and not everyone is lucky enough to meet her lovely and sweet heart.
Therefore, he needs to adjust his strategy.
First, you need to control your pace.
Approach slowly, very slowly.
Winning over Luo Luo requires immense patience.
Fortunately, he did.
After selecting your items, proceed to the cashier.
The shopping cart was piled high with goods.
This was the first time Jiang Luo had witnessed a man's purchasing power.
While waiting in line to pay, Jiang Luo naturally took out her phone and opened the payment code.
After all, she was the oldest sister here and Qin Ning's senior, so she should pay the bill.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the items were entered, He Ziyan completed the checkout with lightning speed.
"Here is your receipt." The cashier handed over the receipt with both hands.
Jiang Luo: ...
She could only silently bury herself in packing things.
Not only did she make him breakfast, but she also paid for it herself. Qin Ning was practically becoming He Ziyan's fanboy. "Bro, thank you for spending so much."
He Ziyan didn't look up. Her slender fingers gripped a can of Want Want milk and tossed it into a bag. "It's okay, I'm very rich."
I am very rich.
I am very rich.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Luo was stunned.
She once told Yan Zihe, "Because I have money."
She stared blankly at He Ziyan.
First there was painting, now there are similar words—are they all just coincidences?
This time, He Ziyan didn't look at her; he was only talking to Qin Ning.
So sparse and ordinary.
He Ziyan seemed to have said those words unintentionally.
Was she overthinking it?
Is it really just a coincidence?
But I still felt that something was wrong.
Ahead, Qin Ning laughed: "Hahaha, Ziyan, you've gone a bit too far. But, you actually know how to tell corny jokes. I thought you were always so... um... serious."
The scene before me seemed shrouded in a layer of mist, hazy and indistinct, both real and illusory.
Who exactly is He Ziyan?
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After finishing their shopping, the three returned to the car.
"Next, let's go to the restaurant." Qin Ning raised her hand and made a rushing gesture.
He Ziyan: "Okay. You navigate."
"Okay, the restaurant is called Sunset, it's near the Century Tower." Qin Ning said as she turned on the navigation.
On the way, Jiang Luo received another message from Lin Heng.
Lin Heng: [You're being too cold to He Ziyan. The comments about you are shifting. You should be a bit more friendly. Even though we're playing the "villain," we should also protect ourselves as much as possible.]
Jiang Luo smiled wryly: [Okay.]
Lin Heng: [I chatted with Lily this morning. The live stream data exceeded expectations. If your on-screen chemistry with He Ziyan is good, you could actually do joint promotions. So, you really need to keep that in mind. Also, tomorrow is He Ziyan's ACAI press conference; he'll be attending, and it would be best if you could attend too.]
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