After two days of fun, Tang Mudan seemed to have returned to the carefree days in London.
At that time, the sky was always blue, the clouds were always floating, and the Thames was always slow...
Xu Qinglian didn't do much to enlighten her. What she should say has been said in the past ten years, and what she should think about has been thought about in the past ten years. Tang Mudan, a good sister, just didn't think about it for a while. After all, no matter how big the hardship is, it can't be overcome.
But the erosion of time.
The sun was shining brightly in Madrid in March, and after letting go of the trivial matters, there was fun everywhere. Tang Mudan even got up early in the morning and ran to watch Wang Ai train with great interest, watching the energetic fans watching, each and every one of them strong.
The energetic reporter captured the picture of the superstar sweating profusely and waving to the crowd with a bright smile...
This vitality not only dispelled the sorrow in Tang Mudan's heart, but also rescued her from the unbearable nightmare of "seeing the end at a glance". On March 4, Wang Ai accompanied the team to Eibar for the 26th round of La Liga.
By that time, she had even begun to fulfill her responsibilities as Xu Qinglian's assistant, helping Xu Qinglian work in an orderly manner.
As the wife of a superstar, a well-known entrepreneur, and an economist, Xu Qinglian actually needs an assistant to help her. In the past, she took the time to handle it by herself, with the help of Marissa and Anna, but now she has Tang Mudanton
Feeling much more relaxed.
"It's just that I can't keep you for a long time. You have to go back to the Light of Asia and Europe." The two of them were sitting in the stands of Eibar's home stadium. Xu Qinglian couldn't help watching Tang Mudan help her reply to invitations from major schools one by one on WeChat.
The resident said: "It's better for you. It's almost done, the game is about to begin."
"Oh." Tang Mudan reluctantly returned the phone: "I still feel that working next to you is simple and happy. Going to the company to read statements and reports all day is boring to death."
“Does power smell bad?”
"Okay, but it's only for a moment. It requires countless hard work for that power. I don't think it's worth it."
"No future." Xu Qinglian tapped Tang Mudan's forehead.
Tang Mudan chuckled and said: "The world is originally made up of promising and unpromising people. You can't force me to be the same as you."
"Let's watch the game. If you don't want to go back, just stay a little longer so that I can support you." Xu Qinglian looked back from the stadium with a half-smile: "I can support you for the rest of my life."
"Oh, Qinglian, you are the best." Tang Mudan held Xu Qinglian's arm and rested his head on her shoulder.
"I'm not good. Meal tickets are good." Xu Qinglian moved her shoulders angrily: "We have cameras, so stop making trouble."
Tang Mudan sat upright, but couldn't stop talking: "Does a super-giant wife also have no freedom?"
"What do you want to be free for?" Xu Qinglian smiled faintly in the direction of the camera that often glanced at her, still chatting with Tang Mudan in a low voice: "Isn't role-playing fun? There are more than 200 heads of state, and only three super-giant wives in the world.
!Oh no, it’s just two people, Cristiano Ronaldo is not married.”
"Then do you know Messi's wife?"
"We've met before, we nodded, nothing else. After all, we're not in the same team, so we wouldn't be able to meet each other even if we wanted to."
"Why hasn't Cristiano Ronaldo gotten married yet?"
"Maybe it doesn't feel right? Who knows, maybe Georgina is not his ideal one."
"So are you the ideal doctor?"
"Are you stupid? How hard did it take for him to hold me down? He gave up a lot for me."
"Yeah, you're quite grateful to him? Are you mentally controlled by him?"
"He supports me when I start a business, and he also supports when I engage in academia. It's just that his achievements are so great that I don't seem that great. Although the effects are similar, the mechanisms are different."
"Oh." Tang Mudan nodded boredly: "Don't give me lessons, oops, your husband scored a goal!"
"Well, I saw it."
"Wow wow wow! What a beautiful fish leaping to the top... Hey, why aren't you excited?"
"I've seen too much."
"Just pretend, if you're not excited, why are you raising your heels?"
"Am I having cramps?"
"Aren't you afraid that the camera will record you looking dull and people will say that your relationship has changed?"
"Hey, right!" Xu Qinglian started to applaud.
Tang Mudan rolled her eyes: "You can just Hu Nong, I will forget about Hu Nong, and I will still deal with Hu Nong."
Xu Qinglian sat back down: "Today may be a big victory, let's watch it carefully."
"Oh, hey, why are there two missing members of the ABBC group?"
"ABBC?"
"Your husband, Bale, Benzema, and Cristiano Ronaldo are all called that in China, but they are called the Four Kings of Real Madrid in Hong Kong and Taiwan."
"Four great heavenly kings? There are also four little heavenly kings?"
"Really, James, Marcelo, Modric, Kroos."
"Are there any Four Heavenly Kings?"
"It's not weightlifting. Why are there so many levels? Besides, according to the rules of the media, people's attention will be exhausted by the Four Little Heavenly Kings. No one will remember the Four Heavenly Kings anymore. By the way, what about the other two?"
"Bale received a red card in the last game, this game is suspended, and Cristiano Ronaldo was injured in training."
"Let me tell you, J. Ronaldo, who has been substituted for ten thousand years, has started. Your husband's position is the right winger? Replacement of Cristiano Ronaldo?"
"Here, my husband is a master key. There are no holes to block."
Tang Mudan turned her head suspiciously: "Why do I feel like you are driving?"
"Oh, I'm used to it." Xu Qinglian covered her mouth.
Tang Mudan looked at Xu Qinglian with envy: "Is the life you are living now what you want it to be?"
"It couldn't be better." Xu Qinglian glanced at Tang Mudan: "You have food, drink, fun, a career, a man, and the most important thing is freedom. Believe it or not, I will take you to the Maldives right away?"
"Do you really want to leave when you want?"
"As long as I say it seriously, he will never stop me... It's just, oh, forget it, it's pretty good."
"What's going on? Are you still having trouble with that Benben?"
"When I think about it, I get annoyed and want to tear it apart."
"Don't do it. Last time we had a quarrel for three years, no one else would wait for you. You two are just enemies. One said he would never marry, and the other said he wanted to marry."
"No, it's too much." Xu Qinglian fiddled with her fingers boredly: "I've been given everything, promised me everything, and I've also made troubles. I can't always make troubles. You said I didn't lose anything in those three years.
I want to pick another man, right? But no matter how hard I try, it won’t work for him. So, even if I make trouble again, there will be no result. I have to come back in the end. But if I make trouble again, he must not take it lightly.
Spare me, my butt is going to be swollen."
"That is, if you live a good life well, like you said to me, the wounds have to be opened frequently until they grow like the good ones. You don't know how many people envy you."
"I know, I'm always online."
"What's the point of surfing the Internet? Talking in the streets is great. It's only after the news about you going to Haizili to take classes is broadcast that there won't be many people saying that you are a high achiever."
"Hmph, it's in again, ah, this time it's Benzema!"
This chapter has been completed!