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

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Liang Tan couldn't listen any longer, so she hung up and rushed home. Unfortunately, there was a traffic jam on the road, and she couldn't move more than a few meters in ten minutes. She became more and more anxious, and the initial joy she had when she received Wu Chang's call was gone. But it was useless to be anxious, and it took her nearly an hour to get home.

When she got home, half of the servants in the house became Cui Ling's followers, cleaning up the room he had messed up and persuading him to stop and rest. A series of people shuttled back and forth between the rooms, looking like a comedy stage play.

The housekeeper was already extremely anxious, and when he saw Liang Tan he hurried over to him: "Mr. Liang, go and persuade Young Master Cui. He has been walking back and forth for a long time. If he continues like this, I'm afraid his body won't be able to bear it." He no longer asked for the house to be in good condition, he just hoped that Cui Ling would stop and rest and not hurt himself again.

Liang Tan frowned and ran to catch up with Cui Ling, trying to persuade him. However, before she could open her mouth, he walked around her and left. Liang Tan was stunned for a moment, then she came to her senses and quickly chased after him: "Cui Ling, look at me, Cui Ling, I am your sister."

Cui Ling turned a deaf ear to him and just kept searching around. Her lips moved slightly as if she was mumbling something. Liang Tan got closer and then heard that she was saying "sister's".

Liang Tan felt more and more guilty, and hurriedly whispered to coax her, "It's all my fault. I didn't explain it clearly to the housekeeper, so he misunderstood and gave the painting away. Cui Ling, can you please forgive me? I'll go get the painting back right away, and I promise not to give it away again."

"My sister's..."

Cui Ling finally revealed the stubbornness of an autistic patient at this moment. Even though Liang Tan pulled his arm and begged him, he walked forward expressionlessly. After searching all the rooms and not finding what he was looking for, he started searching again from the beginning.

Liang Tan was wearing seven-centimeter high heels and did not let go of his arm all the way, so she was dragged and stumbled. The servants who were cleaning up behind her were terrified, fearing that she would accidentally fall.

"Mr. Liang, be careful."

"Mr. Liang, please be careful..."

Hearing their worried voices, Liang Tan could only take the time to turn back and say, "Don't follow me. I'll come and persuade him."

"But……"

"Don't follow me. It will be the same if we clean up at the end." Liang Tan sighed.

The servants had to stop.

While Liang Tan was talking, he followed Cui Ling to the study room. Seeing the project book worth hundreds of millions thrown on the ground, Liang Tan didn't care about his heart attack. He quickly locked the door and pulled him: "Cui Ling..."

Before she could finish her words, she was tripped by a project book worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Her seven-centimeter stilettos twisted and she fell to the ground.

Cui Ling heard a dull thud and froze.

Liang Tan was afraid of scaring him, so he didn't dare to cry out in pain when he fell, but when he saw him stop, he rolled his eyes and groaned in pain: "It hurts!"

Cui Ling turned his head stiffly, his stubborn eyes gradually calmed down, and then a trace of helplessness emerged.

Liang Tan quickly reached out to him: "Cui Ling, help me up and it won't hurt."

Cui Ling stared at her outstretched hand for a long while before her eyes suddenly turned red: "Sister, you are bad."

"...I'm sorry, Cui Ling." Liang Tan looked at his red eyes and felt heartbroken for a moment. "I'll go get the painting back now, okay?"

"Bad." Cui Ling repeated.

Liang Tan sighed, and just as she was about to stand up with her hands on the ground, she felt a sharp pain in her right ankle. She groaned and fell to the ground again.

Cui Ling was very closed, but he did not miss the pain on her face. After a pause, he called out, "Sister."

When it didn't hurt just now, I had to pretend to be in pain so that he would feel pain too. Now that it really hurts, I can't bear to let him suffer with me. Liang Tan endured the pain and forced a smile: "Sister is fine, come here."

Cui Ling stared at her for a long time, then slowly moved in front of her.

Seeing that he was still standing there stupidly, Liang Tan could only sigh, grab his hand, and pull him to sit on the ground.

The slightly cool little hand reached into his sweater collar and felt a damp heat: "You are sweating so much, don't you know to take off your sweater?"

His body was a little hot, and her hands were cold, but the places she touched did not become cold, but instead were hot. Her hands had been away for so long, but they seemed to still linger on his skin. Cui Ling was very unfamiliar with this kind of heat, and couldn't help but tilt her head, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

Liang Tan had seen his dazed look many times, but this was the first time she saw him tilting his head in a daze, like a confused dog. She suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment that her child had unlocked a new skill, and she held his face and kissed him: "Mom's big son."

Cui Ling: “?”

Liang Tan realized that she had overreacted after kissing him. As expected, she saw the confusion in his eyes when she looked up. She coughed and pretended to be calm and said, "Although you are already eighteen, you are no different from an eight-month-old baby in my eyes, so I can't help but kiss you once in a while... Can you understand?"

Cui Ling stared at her for a long while, then suddenly came over, imitated her movements and kissed her on the cheek.

Liang Tan opened his eyes wide, stunned.

Cui Ling didn't know whether he found it fun or not, but after the kiss, he saw her eyes seemed to get bigger, so he kissed her again. He was like a child who had just started to explore the world, whether it was the soft touch on his lips or Liang Tan's silly reaction, everything filled him with curiosity.

He kissed her again and again, and finally, suddenly following his instinct, he bit her face.

He said he bit it, but he just held it in his mouth without any force. Liang Tan felt the wet touch and finally pushed him away with a red face: "Enough, enough, no more kissing..."

After saying that, she met his innocent eyes again. Fearing that the child might be led astray by her, she quickly added, "Don't kiss randomly in the future, understand! There is a difference between men and women. If you kiss randomly like this, others will be angry!"

Cui Ling was silent for a moment, then kissed her face again.

Liang Tan: "...I think you are provoking me."

Although Cui Ling no longer walked back and forth stubbornly, Liang Tan was not going to be perfunctory about what he had promised him. So after coaxing him to sleep, he secretly hid in the bathroom and made the call that had been made at noon.

The phone rang and was connected. Liang Tan cleared his throat and said, "Hello, Mr. Wu."

"Hello Mr. Liang, what can I do for you?"

Although it was just a phone call, Liang Tan's face still flashed a little unnatural: "It's like this, that painting... can you give it back to me?"

other side:"……"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, it's just that my subordinates sent you the wrong work. What I really want to send you is a photo. This painting has a very special meaning to me, so it cannot be sent away." Liang Tan was as sincere as possible, fearing that the other party would refuse.

The other party was silent for a long time before he spoke carefully: "What kind of photo is it?"

"The painting I gave you is by the same artist, and the content is the same. It's just that the background board is too complicated to be given as a work of art, so it's taken in the form of a photo... This may be a bit complicated. If it's convenient for you, I can send the photo to your email, or ask someone to print it out and send it directly to the hotel." Liang Tan was afraid that he would refuse, so he proposed two solutions in a short time.

The other party was silent for a moment, and agreed: "If Mr. Liang insists, I have no objection."

Liang Tan's eyes lit up.

"But let me make it clear in advance. Once the work is changed, I will have to reconsider the meeting. If the new work does not satisfy me, the scheduled meeting may have to be cancelled. Are you sure you want to change it?"

When he said that, Liang Tan was immediately conflicted, but when he thought of Cui Ling's red eyes, he could only grit his teeth and go for it: "I'm sure."

"Okay, I'll send you the email address now." The other party said and hung up the phone.

A minute later, the email was sent to her mobile phone. Liang Tan lowered her head and sent the saved picture directly.

The other party quickly replied: I'll think about it.

Liang Tan became even more nervous after seeing this, and suddenly felt a sense of regret, but things had come to this point, and withdrawing would seem a bit reckless, so this was the only way.

She sighed, quietly opened the bathroom door, and when she looked up she was unexpectedly met with a pair of clear eyes.

She gasped in shock and asked in a daze, "Aren't you asleep?"

Cui Ling looked at her quietly, like a perfect white porcelain sculpture.

Liang Tan laughed: "Did you hear everything?"

Cui Ling grabbed the corner of her clothes, just like when she just came back from Qian's house.

Liang Tan felt soft-hearted and pulled his wrist towards the bed. "The painting will be returned tomorrow at the latest. It will stay safely in my study room and will never be lost again in this life. Don't worry."

Cui Ling followed obediently, walked to the bed and lay down, still holding her clothes in his hands.

Liang Tan simply lay down next to him, imitating his gaze at the uniquely designed headlight on the ceiling. After a while, he slowly spoke: "I found a great painting teacher for you. I'll let you meet him in two days... You may not be able to meet him. The styles of the paintings you gave me these two times are too different from the studio photos. Even an outsider like me can feel that they are completely different. People who like your paintings may not like your graffiti..."

At this point, Liang Tan began to regret it again, but he took a deep breath and calmed down, "No, you are so amazing, he will definitely like you, I am just worrying about nothing now."

After saying that, she turned sideways to face Cui Ling. Cui Ling, who was staring at the ceiling, paused for a moment, then followed her example and turned sideways. The two of them looked at each other face to face, so close that they could feel each other's breath.

"Cui Ling, you will definitely be very happy in the future." Liang Tan raised his lips.

Cui Ling blinked in confusion.

Just as Liang Tan said, her worries were completely unfounded. Within 24 hours, the other party agreed to meet again and wanted to move up the meeting time.

Liang Tan readily agreed, and then took two days off to take Cui Ling out shopping.

"You're going to meet the teacher, so I have to buy you some nice clothes and dress you up nicely." Liang Tan took him straight to the mall and wandered around in various men's clothing stores.

Cui Ling's mental state has improved a lot during this period. When he followed her out, he was no longer as nervous as the first time. When passing by a hot pot restaurant, he even stood still, with the words "I want to eat" clearly written in his eyes.

The last time he ate someone and sent him to the hospital was still fresh in his mind. Although Cui Ling's stomach had become much stronger recently and he had eaten fried foods, Liang Tan still didn't dare to take him to try it easily.

"There is a cake shop in front. Can I buy you a cake?" Liang Tan coaxed.

Cui Ling heard about the cake and was silent for a moment before looking back at the hot pot restaurant, but this time he didn't look at the front door, but at the customers dining inside. Liang Tan followed his line of sight and saw a girl eating the little white rabbit cake given by the hot pot restaurant.

Liang Tan: “…” Children are becoming increasingly difficult to fool.

"Yes." Cui Ling looked at her steadily and said.

A tall and handsome guy who is over 1.8 meters tall would be very conspicuous even if he did nothing but stood there. What's more, after not getting a response from Liang Tan, he kept staring at the girl who was eating hot pot, which made her blush.

Liang Tan didn't dare to let him stand there any longer, so he had to compromise and take him in.

"Please give us mildly spicy and clear soup bases," Liang Tan said, not forgetting to emphasize, "It must be mildly spicy, very mild."

The waiter agreed, stole a glance at Cui Ling, and left with a red face.

Liang Tan raised his eyebrows and carefully observed Cui Ling's face. After looking at it for a long time, he concluded: "It is indeed intimidating at first glance."

Cui Ling turned a deaf ear to him and just concentrated on waiting for the pot.

Liang Tan pulled the corner of his lips and pushed his overly long bangs aside: "I'll take you to get a haircut later. Your hair is too long and it affects your eyesight."

Cui Ling didn't say yes or no, so Liang Tan directly assumed that he agreed.

After lunch, Liang Tan took him straight to the barber shop and cut his hair before continuing shopping. In just one afternoon, the two of them visited three shopping malls, and the trunk and back seat were completely filled.

Cui Ling has always been in good physical condition and did not feel tired even after walking for such a long time. On the contrary, Liang Tan's feet were almost aching from wearing high heels. Finally, she couldn't help looking around and found a sports brand fast-moving consumer goods store and walked in.

Cui Ling was originally staring at the candied haws seller on the street. When she noticed that she had left, she immediately followed. As soon as she walked into the store, she saw Liang Tan had already sat down and was waiting for the clerk to bring her shoes.

"Come and have a rest." Liang Tan waved at him.

Cui Ling walked over obediently and sat down beside her.

After the clerk took out the shoes, he smiled when he saw Cui Ling. While helping Liang Tan change his shoes, he chatted with her, "Is this your brother?"

Liang Tan smiled and said, "Yes, my brother."

The difference between seventy-eight and eighty-eight may not seem obvious, but the opposite is true for eighteen and twenty-eight. Although her physical condition is at its peak and there is no trace of sagging or wrinkles on her face, she still looks older than eighteen-year-old Cui Ling, so the clerk can judge their relationship at a glance.

Hearing her admit it, the clerk smiled and said, "You two siblings don't look much alike, but you're both very good-looking. You can tell at a glance that both your parents are beautiful."

Liang Tan nodded with a smile, and after making sure the shoes fit comfortably, he took Cui Ling home.

The housekeeper was walking in the yard. When he saw the two of them coming back, he immediately went to greet them: "Boss Liang, Master Cui, you are back... Oh, Master Cui, did you get your hair cut?"