Temporary Wedding

Temporary Wedding
Chapter 123 Facing Slander


Lina smiled, “Sad? No, in the slightest no, there was absolutely no taste, it seemed like the person they said it was not me.”


After hearing that, John couldn't stand laughing.


The little girl in her house, sincerely merspersemas she is not a mortal person.


Although only 22 years old, but teenagers who have trained his mind and behavior.


Many of the problems he saw were clearer and more thorough than the seniors.


Lina's thinking was very easy, she came to college, basically just interested in history.


Actually the people on campus, are not at the same level as him.


Then there is no need to argue a lot at length, they want to say anything? It's up to him, after all he's not an artist, not relying on public opinion to forage for food.


“This is not the way home.”


Seeing the direction of the road was not right, Lina tilted her head looking at the man who was in the driver.


He came home from the company, put his coat on the back seat.


On the body just wearing a plain white shirt, his arm buttons made of diamonds, still a luxury that is not too prominent.


“Eng, planning to take you somewhere.” She said.


It seems not planning to tell him directly where to go, deliberately made mysterious.


Lina also did not make a sound, passed a bit long, she asked him, “Actually I am very curious, with your identity why still drive yourself?”


Because Lina realized it, John very rarely used a driver, except to drink alcohol.


Otherwise he would be driving alone, it also did not resemble the style of a big boss.


John's hand is on the wheel, eyes straight ahead, not too focused on answering, “Because I don't really like to leave the security of my life in the hands of others.”


I finished hearing Lina laugh.


“Why laugh?”


“Pretty careful, people who do great things.”


“Thank you for the compliment of mistress Jiang.” John laughed too.


Every time John called her Madam Jiang, Lina must have blushed in embarrassment.


The car runs for about half an hour, the two men arrive at a simple and old-fashioned restaurant.


After John finishes parking the car, take Lina in.


Lina looked around, realizing the shop was not big, but, clean and tidy.


The decoration is a little like a coffee shop, the main color is white and the color of wood, the restaurant table is a long wooden table that is often used in the library.


On the ceiling is still decorated with many green plants, making the feeling very comfortable.


When just entering, Lina had already noticed the signboard on the doorstep, the name of this store— Drunk Snow.


A poetic and artistic name, Lina really likes it.


“Presdir Jiang.”


The woman in the bar is 40 years old and above, her body is very soft, very elegant.


Wearing a beige korean model suit, a smile that brings warmth.


“Eng, bring my wife eat.”


“Good, you guys sit down first.”


Not long after the waiter brought the menu.


Lina looked at her name, even finding it very interesting.


For example, a million lotus flowers are slightly red.


For example, hover and cross the ocean to see you.


And for example, beautiful women like jade, momentum like a rainbow, high mountains and so forth.


Very elegant name.


“Lina, what do you want to eat? The menu is very traditional.” John asked her.


“I besides meat, others eat.”


“Let's relax, this is a vegetarian restaurant, you want to eat also no.”


This surprised Lina, however vegetarian restaurants in the north are still not very popular, the people of the north like to eat meat, like all meat and onions.


John looked at the menu for a while, as long as he ordered a few, also asked for a glass of osmanthus tea.


He picked up the glass and tasted a small mouthful, next looking out the window flatly.


John saw Lina's side face…..


Slowly saying, “You are looking at the view from inside the house, and I, am looking at you.


Such a seductive word of love was uttered, Lina was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head pretending not to listen.


“Lina, what do you think of my poem?” John asked her.


Lina bengong again, “Tadi it...poetry yes?”