Lu Yingying's family background is not simple.

Her grandfather, Lu Mingyi, is the editor-in-chief of "Chinese Literature". Her father is a big shot in the financial circle and has a rich family. Lu Yingying owns a hotel and a medium-sized real estate company under her name. She has financial freedom, does not have to be burdened by life, and lives a life as she pleases.

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She lives alone in a seaside villa.

Tang Shuang drove around for a while before finding it. After being led by someone, she saw a smiling Lu Yingying standing in the distance.

The girl is particularly beautiful today. She is wearing a bright red short skirt cheongsam. The cheongsam is full of gorgeous peony embroidery and embellished with scattered rhinestones. It is graceful and elegant. The collar is a heart-shaped collar, which is shaped like a heart, and the neckline reveals the sexy collarbone.

, charming and charming.

This short cheongsam is particularly flattering on her body, especially the exaggerated S-curves on the left and right sides. The narrow and flat waist and wide and plump hips form a heart-pounding contrast that makes people unable to help but look at it.

Look again.

Her long hair was tied up high, showing off her temperament.

When she doesn't smile, she is sacred and inviolable; when she smiles, she suddenly becomes charming.

This is a naturally charming woman.

Lu Yingying said with a smile: "I'm just waiting for you."

Tang Shuang first apologized for taking some time to find the way, and at the same time praised: "Yingying, you are so beautiful today."

Lu Yingying covered her mouth and smiled. When she raised her hand, her collarbone became more obvious. Tang Shuang glanced at it and quickly looked away.

When Lu Yingying saw this, she thought Tang Shuang was intimidated by her beauty and felt proud. In fact, as soon as Tang Shuang saw the collarbone, she couldn't help but think of Zhang Yu, that ecstatic woman.

This is a small cultural salon, with 10 people including Tang Shuang, 6 men and 4 women.

Tang Shuang saw an acquaintance at a glance, Ding Ji.

Ding Ji was having a heated discussion with another powerful young man. When he saw Lu Yingying approaching gracefully, he immediately saluted eagerly, his eyes full of intoxication. Then he saw Tang Shuang and suddenly sobered up.

Lu Yingying introduced Tang Shuang to everyone. One of them, a young man in his 30s, opened a magazine with a smile and said, "Tang Shuang, I know him, the author of "The Soul-Breaking Gun"!"

He opened the "Chinese Literature" that had just been released. Tang Shuang also received it yesterday, and his "Soul-Destroying Gun" was listed in the short story column.

Lu Yingying introduced that the young man’s name was Li Yang, and he was a well-known author of horror novels.

Li Yang was sitting on a brown leather sofa. Next to him was an intellectual woman in her 30s. She laughed and said, "Li Yang told me just now that Tang Shuang is only in his early 20s. I still don't believe it.

"The Soul-Breaking Gun" is not something that could be written at this age."

Li Yang said to her: "Facts speak louder than words."

This woman is named Yu Lei and she is a poet.

Of course, writing poetry is a side job, and I am a full-time wife and mother of a 6-year-old girl.

Lu Yingying introduced Tang Shuang one by one. It was Ding Ji's turn. This one needs no introduction. I know him. It was the turn of the young man who had just had a heated discussion with Ding Ji, Xiang Yun, a military novelist.

Tang Shuang didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt vague hostility from Xiang Yun. This hostility was even more obvious in Ding Ji.

Ding Ji likes Lu Yingying. Thinking about this, Tang Shuang probably understands. Needless to say, Xiang Yun is also one of Lu Yingying's admirers, so he can understand that they had a heated argument just now.

Only then did Tang Shuang notice that his and Lu Yingying's shoulders were touching, and they calmly distanced themselves slightly. This girl was shining brightly today, and he was worried about getting burned.

Tang Shuang had just arrived, and Lu Yingying was worried that he wouldn't fit into the circle, so she introduced the issue of "Chinese Literature" they were talking about just now.

Li Yang smiled and said: "This is what Ding Ji and Xiang Yun were discussing just now. Why Xiang Yun's military novels cannot be judged by "Chinese Literature"? Yingying, what do Mr. Lu think?"

Lu Yingying said with a smile: "It's not my grandpa who has the final say."

Xiang Yun said: "Not only my military novels, I have never seen any military novels published."

Ding Ji said: "That's because military novels are limited by their subject matter and cannot write in-depth works."

The two started arguing with each other again.

Xiang Yunbucha's military novels were prejudiced, and Ding Ji had no sense for military novels. The reason why he argued was because of Lu Yingying.

Xiang Yun said that military novels could not be read by "Chinese Literature" and were biased. Ding Ji thought that Lu Yingying would be unhappy because the editor-in-chief was her grandfather, so he deliberately went against Xiang Yun in order to please Lu Yingying.

Secondly, Xiang Yun had a crush on Lu Yingying. Ding Ji knew this as early as the first time he met him. The two were love rivals, and they were life-and-death.

Except for Tang Shuang, everyone present had long been accustomed to chatting about their own topics in groups of three or three.

Lu Yingying asked Tang Shuang if she had read her "Notes on Flowers".

Tang Shuang said that not only did he watch it, but his sister, a little girl who was almost 6 years old, also watched it. After watching it, she said it was so beautiful.

Lu Yingying stared at Tang Shuang with her big watery eyes and asked, "Do you have a sister? Is she only 6 years old? She must be so cute."

Tang Shuang couldn't stand this look, it was so watery that it seemed like it was rippling. He couldn't stand any teasing now.

Seeing Tang Shuang avoid her eyes again, Lu Yingying raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Tang Shuang: "My sister's name is Tang Tang. She is a super cute little angel with broken wings..."

Lu Yingying asked curiously: "Why is it a little angel with broken wings?"

Tang Shuang: "Her wings were broken because she was injured recently."

Lu Yingying smiled, showing her neat white teeth. Although she didn't have dimples like Chu Mei, she still gave people a very warm feeling. She had an oval face, a plump type, and a small mole on the right corner of her mouth, which was not close to the eyes.

Unexpectedly, these details were combined together to make her smile, one moment as pure as the spring breeze, the next moment as bright and charming as a mountain flower.

No wonder Ding Ji likes her to the point of being obsessed with her. She is indeed a woman who makes people fall in love easily. The more he comes into contact with her, the harder it is to extricate himself.

Lu Yingying: "Yeah? Does she still have wings? Is it the Victoria's Secret kind?"

Tang Shuang was about to speak when another voice interrupted, "Tang Shuang, looking at your "Soul-Destroying Gun", it seems that you know Kung Fu?"

When he looked up, it was Xiang Yun! At the same time, Ding Ji was also staring here closely. It seemed that his chat with Lu Yingying just now was closely watched.

Lu Yingying said on behalf of Tang Shuang: "Xiang Yun, Tang Shuang practices Bajiquan. Oh, by the way, you have been a soldier, so you should know kung fu."

Xiang Yun said to the outside world that he had been a soldier, but he did not say what type of military service he was in.

To be precise, he was a scout because he injured his lumbar spine during a mission and had to retire.

Xiang Yun: "I practiced military style boxing in the army. I've heard of Bajiquan. Can I go on the battlefield?"
Chapter completed!