After her luck was taken away, she fell in love with the woman who traveled through time.

On the night of the apprenticeship banquet, Liang Tan looked at Cui Ling in a high-end suit, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised: "Cui Ling is so beautiful."

Cui Ling stood there obediently and let her look at him, while also silently looking at her.

She didn't wear a business suit today, but a close-fitting black suspender fishtail skirt. The skirt outlined her curves clearly. Although there were only two thin straps above her chest, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin, she did not look frivolous at all, but instead had an indescribable brightness.

Cui Ling looked at her, an indescribable feeling running rampant in his veins. It was so unfamiliar to him that he didn't know how to react.

"Does it look good?" Liang Tan asked jokingly when he saw him staring at her.

Cui Ling didn't say anything and didn't move his eyes.

Liang Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he took his arm and walked out: "We have to meet a lot of people today, are you afraid, Cui Ling?"

“…Not afraid.” Cui Ling replied.

Liang Tan sighed and started to feel sour again: "I asked you this kind of question before, and you didn't answer it. You have only been studying with Wu Chang for a few days, and you have become so proactive?"

Recently, she and Zhou Cang were busy with the apprenticeship banquet, while Cui Ling was sent to see Wu Chang twice a day by the housekeeper. Perhaps it was because artists always had a spiritual resonance, or it could be the power of the bond in the original text, Cui Ling's progress was almost visible to the naked eye. Otherwise, Liang Tan would not have dared to invite so many people.

Cui Ling could tell that there was something wrong with her tone, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he could only remain silent.

Liang Tan didn't expect him to be able to accept his higher emotions, he just snorted softly: "Little ungrateful wolf."

Cui Ling looked at her this time.

"I'm so good to you, but you like Wu Chang more. You're an ungrateful bastard." Liang Tan said, pinching his face.

Cui Ling blinked slowly and followed her into the banquet hall.

Many guests had already arrived in the hall. When they saw the two of them, they immediately smiled and raised their glasses. Liang Tan was smiling, and he took Cui Ling's arm to socialize in the crowd. Cui Ling stood quietly beside Liang Tan, acting as an obedient male companion.

Although today was Cui Ling's home court, due to his psychological problems, everyone was considerate enough not to focus too much attention on him. They just smiled and greeted Liang Tan, and praised Cui Ling to her, which was considered not to neglect the protagonist.

Liang Tan agreed to all of them. After Wu Chang appeared and drew most people's attention away, he quickly took Cui Ling to a corner.

"Would you like some cake?" she asked.

Cui Ling wasn't hungry, but looking at her sparkling eyes, he nodded obediently. Liang Tan smiled and asked someone to send a dessert over. The two of them sat at the small table and shared a piece of cake face to face.

"Yes, yes, I am Cui Ling's uncle... I have been busy with company matters recently, so I can only entrust the apprenticeship banquet to Mr. Liang."

A familiar voice sounded, Liang Tan frowned, and when he looked up he saw Qian De not far away.

After not seeing him for a short while, he looked like he had aged ten years. Even though he was wearing an expensive suit, he couldn't hide the haggardness in his eyes. The people who came today were all respectable people. Although they knew his current situation, they didn't expose him when they heard him trying to save face. Instead, they smiled and said a few perfunctory words, then turned around and threw the business card he gave them into the trash can.

"How did he get in?" Liang Tan said unhappily. After she finished speaking, she felt the corner of her clothes tighten. She subconsciously lowered her head and saw that her clothes were grabbed.

Liang Tan pursed his lips and reached out to touch Cui Ling's head. But when his hand was about to touch him, he noticed the hair gel on his head. After hesitating for a moment, he pinched the back of his neck instead: "Don't be afraid, I'll get someone to take him away right away."

Although the people who treated him the worst in that family were Mrs. Qian and Qian Dabao, Liang Tan knew that the person he feared the most was this so-called uncle.

When he first moved into the Qian family at the age of five and was ridiculed by Mrs. Qian for the first time, he should have thought about asking for help. However, the response from his only relative was almost indifferent, which was like the last straw that broke the camel's back and plunged his life into complete despair.

"Don't be afraid, Cui Ling. Cui Ling is the best." Liang Tan consoled him in a low voice until his tense body gradually relaxed. Then he called the housekeeper and whispered a few words of advice to him.

Ten minutes later, the butler appeared on the stage and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, there are still ten minutes before the apprenticeship banquet begins. Let's play a little game. Someone will collect your invitations and put them in the box next to me for random drawing. The winner will receive a gift carefully prepared by our CEO Liang, which will be delivered to your house in seven days."

Before the housekeeper finished speaking, someone started collecting invitations. Qian De, who sneaked in, panicked. In order to avoid being discovered, he could only lower his head and leave in a hurry. Liang Tan, who was in the corner, watched him walk out of the banquet hall and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Liang is very smart. He won't be hated even if he drives people away." Zhou Cang, who appeared out of nowhere, suddenly laughed.

Liang Tan didn't know how much he had seen, so he smiled and nodded calmly: "Mr. Zhou, you are too kind."

Zhou Cang raised his glass with a smile, and Liang Tan also picked up the cocktail beside him and clinked glasses with him through the air.

During this period of time, they had been preparing for the apprenticeship banquet together. The two of them were very familiar with each other. As soon as they clinked glasses, Zhou Cang reminded them, "Don't drink too much. Mr. Wu has a short patience. He will probably leave after the ceremony. You will have to clean up in the end."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on," Liang Tan glanced at him, "Besides, we still have you. Are you going to run away with Mr. Wu as well?"

"That won't happen." Zhou Cang said with a smile.

Liang Tan also raised the corners of his lips.

Cui Ling looked at the two of them silently, and after a long while, he suddenly reached out to touch Liang Tan's wine glass. Liang Tan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and warned without turning his head: "No, Cui Ling, children can't drink."

Zhou Cang glanced at Cui Ling with a smile, then turned around and went back to work.

Cui Ling remained silent. His fingers, which had touched the wine glass, stayed there for a long time before he silently withdrew them and grabbed the corner of Liang Tan's clothes.

Liang Tan: “?” I just don’t allow him to drink. Can this make him feel insecure?

She coaxed him for a while without knowing why, and when he was in a better state of mind, she took him to the stage and offered tea to Wu Chang in front of everyone. The matter of becoming Wu Chang's disciple was then settled.

As Zhou Cang said, Wu Chang ran away as soon as the ceremony was over, leaving the venue to her. Liang Tan cursed inwardly, but when Zhou Cang looked over, he smiled and said, "Mr. Wu is really a man of temperament."

"Go ahead and curse if you want. I won't tell on you." Zhou Cang understood.

Liang Tan clicked his tongue, but of course he didn't really curse.

After a busy night, Cui Ling, who was used to going to bed at nine o'clock in the evening, began to feel sleepy. However, Liang Tan asked him to go back with the housekeeper first, but he refused. In the end, she could only let him rest on the sofa while she went to socialize with Zhou Cang.

Cui Ling sat quietly on the sofa at the banquet, feeling lonely and out of place. He watched her standing side by side with Zhou Cang. Someone said something and they both laughed at the same time. Their bright appearance was unfamiliar to him.

He didn't like Liang Tan at this moment. He had always been ignorant, but at this moment he had a very clear understanding. There was a little beast in his heart beating anxiously, trying to understand his dislike at this moment.

Cui Ling sat alone with a gloomy face. A waiter who had just arrived saw him and considerately brought him a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine. Cui Ling saw the colorful cup in front of him, which looked very much like Liang Tan's cup. He stared at it for a long time, and finally picked it up.

A slightly stimulating hot stream flowed down his throat. A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, so he took another sip.

Liang Tan was listening to the guests talking. After a while, he suddenly turned around as if he realized something and saw Cui Ling holding an empty wine glass, staring at him.

Liang Tan: “…”

She was obviously stunned. Zhou Cang next to her looked over, then followed her line of sight and saw Cui Ling. He couldn't help laughing for a moment: "It seems that Master Cui's alcohol tolerance is not very good."

After just one cup, my vision lost focus.

Liang Tan ignored his joke, put down the cup and walked to Cui Ling, asking him with a headache: "Didn't I tell you not to drink?"

Cui Ling stared at her, as if he had been trying to identify her for a long time before realizing who she was: "Sister."

Liang Tan was helpless: "Yes, it's me, who else could it be?"

"You little ungrateful bastard." Cui Ling said seriously.

Liang Tan: “?”

When Cui Ling repeated "little ungrateful bastard" for the third time, Liang Tan was completely sure that he was drunk. He could only resign himself to taking him away early and entrusted all the finishing work to Zhou Cang.

After getting in the car, the butler drove in the front, and Liang Tan pulled Cui Ling to sit in the back seat. After a while, Cui Ling's cheeks flushed slightly, and his eyes became more distracted.

"Why didn't I know you were so curious before?" Liang Tan asked unhappily. No matter how much flavoring was added to the wine, it couldn't cover up the burning and irritation after it entered the mouth. She didn't believe that he didn't taste it.

In response to her accusations, Cui Ling simply blinked slowly and had no other reaction at all.

Seeing him like this, Liang Tan didn't bother to say anything. She took off her high heels, leaned back on the pillow and closed her eyes to release the fatigue of the whole day.

After a long time, her shoulders suddenly sank and half of her body was pressed down.

Liang Tan paused, and reluctantly lowered her eyes to look over, and saw Cui Ling frowning and resting his head on her shoulder. She was about 1.65 meters tall in this world, and Cui Ling was about 20 centimeters taller than her. In order to lean on her, his long arms and legs were curled up together, looking like a big dog that felt wronged.

Liang Tan was amused by his own imagination. Then he looked at him pursing his lips, as if he was really feeling uncomfortable. He gradually began to worry: "Are you feeling very uncomfortable? Are you suffering from alcohol poisoning? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Upon hearing this, the butler in charge of driving finally couldn't help but speak up: "Mr. Liang, a glass of wine with a 7-8 degree alcohol content will not cause alcohol poisoning in the human body."

"Not necessarily. He has never been exposed to alcohol before, and he suddenly drank a large glass. It's better to be cautious." Liang Tan frowned.

The housekeeper glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and seeing that she was really worried, he stopped trying to persuade her: "Then let's ..."

"Go home." Cui Ling, who had been pursing her lips, suddenly spoke.

The housekeeper and Liang Tan shut up at the same time.

After a brief silence, Liang Tan cautiously probed: "Do you want to go home?"

Cui Ling stopped talking and just lowered her head and continued to pull the cloth on her body.

Liang Tan was wearing a fishtail skirt today. It was a close-fitting design from top to bottom. Only at the bottom of the skirt had extra fabric that he could pinch. He pinched that bit of fabric and rubbed it attentively.

Seeing that he was immersed in his own world again, Liang Tan couldn't help but sigh: "If you don't answer, I will really take you to the hospital."

Cui Ling finally looked up at her, but his eyes were confused, as if he had just woken up, or was extremely tired.

Liang Tan thought about how he had been learning painting with Wu Chang during this period of time and how he brought back a pile of homework every night, so he compromised: "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Maybe you'll be fine after you go home and have a good sleep."

The butler nodded in silent agreement, then stepped on the accelerator and headed home.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in the yard of his house.

"Mr. Liang, we're here." The housekeeper said.

Liang Tan responded and was about to get out of the car, but just as she opened the door and was about to bend down to get out, she felt a pulling sensation. She turned around helplessly and saw Cui Ling grabbing her skirt and not letting go.

"release."

Cui Ling pretended not to hear.

"If you let go, I can let you hold my hand." Liang Tan said and stretched out his hand.

Cui Ling's eyes fell on her hands, as if weighing the pros and cons.

Liang Tan waited patiently, and sure enough, after a short while he loosened his clothes and held her hand instead.

Liang Tan raised his lips and led him into the house.

"You're exhausted today. Go to bed early. You have to go to class tomorrow morning." Liang Tan was about to leave after sending Cui Ling back to his room, but he kept holding her hand and refused to let go.

Liang Tan tried to pull it out twice but failed, and for a moment he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you so mad tonight?"

Having been together for so long, she knew him too well. From the first time he touched her wine glass, small unknown emotions had been fermenting, but she was too busy before, and later she thought he was drunk and not sober, so she never asked about it.

It seems that I have no choice but to ask him now. After all, he still loses his temper even when he is drunk. It seems that this is not something that can be fooled.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished asking, Cui Ling looked at her. Although her face was calm, her eyes seemed to have a thousand words to say. It was just that she spoke so seldom that she didn't know how to organize her words.

Liang Tan always encouraged him to speak more. When he saw his lips move, he immediately guided him: "It's okay. You can think about it slowly. Speak after you figure it out. I'm not in a hurry. I can wait for you here."

Her words made Cui Ling relax a little. After thinking for a long time, he finally spoke in front of her expectant eyes: "Little ungrateful bastard."

Liang Tan: “…”

The atmosphere was stiff for a moment, or rather, Liang Tan was the only one who was stiff. The guy who had cursed someone had a calm expression on his face, as if these four words had accurately vented all his resentment.

Liang Tan looked at the boy in confusion and began to recall everything that happened tonight.

After a brainstorm, she asked uncertainly: "Are you...jealous?"

Cui Ling looked at her steadily.

Liang Tan felt that the word "jealous" was a bit difficult for him, so he changed the wording: "You don't like me talking to Zhou Cang?"

Cui Ling's eyes moved.

"So you are really jealous," Liang Tan was surprised, but also felt happy. "Cui Ling, you are really good. You are becoming more and more promising. You have even learned to be jealous. It seems that sending you to learn painting from Wu Chang is the right decision. Only he can enter your heart and guide you to slowly walk out."