She sat on the sofa and made herself a pot of tea. After reading for a while, she got up and went to the kitchen to make dinner.
She lived a very delicate life. The apartment was clean and tidy.
She was very good at cooking. Half an hour later, she went out with three dishes and one soup. Although she ate alone, the dishes she cooked were exquisite. She played with her phone while eating. When she saw something funny, she couldn't help laughing.
Basically. she wouldn't be idle. As long as she had free time, she would read books and paint.
No matter what kind of book it was, she read it carefully.
While she was painting, she was completely immersed in her own world.
Sometimes, after reading a book, she would hold it and recall the details. When she saw a happy plot, she would smirk. When she saw a sad plot, she would shed tears and scold the characters. Her aggrieved look was very lovely and pitiful.
Martin felt that she was really cute, and her every move was smart and adorable.
She was so appealing that he wanted to hug her, kiss her and coax her all the time.
But he found something terrible. It seemed that Gia couldn't feel his existence.
He felt that he was with Gia every day, watching her live the same life. When she had nothing to do, she painted, and she had hold a lot of art exhibitions. She had a very successful career.
He could often see the happy smiles on her face. Although her family was wealthy, she was not proud or arrogant.
On the contrary, she was modest and courteous. No matter whom she faced, she smiled gently and talked politely, showing others the greatest respect.
Seasons changed. Every year, she seemed to be doing the same things. She painted, held art exhibitions, won awards and shuttled back and forth in various countries.
Of course, such a beautiful girl had many admirers.
That day, Giada finished her art exhibition overseas. A handsome man ran to her with a bunch of roses and said, "Gia, I like you. Please give me a chance."
Martin felt that the roses in his hand were particularly unpleasant to the eye. He wished that he could kick away the d*mn man who liked Giada.
He loved Giada, and it was impossible for this man to be with her.
He looked at Giada nervously. Giada looked at the man with a cold face. "Sir, thanks for your affection, but I'm sorry. I've fallen in love with someone else."
The man left with the roses in disappointment.
Martin looked at his upset back and smiled brightly.
But when he thought of what Giada had said, he was in a very bad mood.
"Hey, Gia, you don't have a boyfriend. Why did you say those words to him?"
A little girl suddenly came to Giada and looked at her with a smile.
Giada smiled, and her eyes were filled with slyness, which was completely different from her indifferent look just now. "Would he give up if I didn't say that?"
"Wow! Gia, you're so bad. How did you learn to deceive others?"
Martin smiled. In his opinion, Giada could be so bad and deceive people like this.
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