It turned out that Qin Sheng was asleep, with his body tilted back and his head and neck leaning on the back of the sofa. However, because he was slightly taller, the angle of his head was in a very uncomfortable position.
I can fall asleep like this, which shows that I am really exhausted.
Tang Yili vaguely remembered that Qin Sheng had said when he called that he got off the plane in the morning - there is a six-hour time difference between Milan and Beijing - so Qin Sheng got off the plane in the early morning of Milan time, and then worked non-stop
for one day.
Day and night, sleepless, until now!
Tang Yili was a little embarrassed for a moment. She didn't know whether to wake Qin Sheng or not, so she could only sit aside and wait.
Perhaps out of boredom, perhaps out of curiosity about the defenseless man in front of him, Tang Yili carefully observed Qin Sheng.
How should I put it, Qin Sheng's appearance is just pure good-looking, the kind of good-looking that even any woman would be ashamed of.
The mandible line is firm and clear, and the graceful arc connects to the neck. The snow-white and slender part is completely called a beautiful swan neck. Even when dozing off, there is no ugly look like squinting eyes, crooked mouth and drooling, which shows how excellent her temperament is.
Maybe it was because I was so prejudiced against Qin Sheng in the past that I didn't notice the man's beauty at all.
Now that Tang Yili was appreciating it, he felt a sense of regret: "Why didn't I discover it earlier?"
"Um……"
Qin Sheng woke up, his peach-blossom eyes were half-open and half-closed, with a sense of extravagance. But soon, he also found that he had fallen asleep at an inappropriate time, and his eyes quickly filled with clarity, and he turned to Tang Yili with a smile.
"Sorry, I'm too sleepy."
Tang Yili shook his head: "Teacher Qin is busy with work and still wants to do business for me so late. I want to express my gratitude."
She quietly pushed the contract across the table.
Qin Sheng smiled, picked up the document, and looked at it: "Mr. Xiaotang, thank you for your hard work. The price is fine. I'll take it back and let the finance and legal affairs department read it, stamp it, and send the contract over."
The two stood up at the same time and shook hands politely, marking the end of the deal.
Tang Yili turned around to turn off the computer, but Qin Sheng reached out to stop him: "This is for you. It's a souvenir. Thank you for working for me all night."
What was handed over was the black paper bag. There was no word on it, and the value of the gift could not be guessed. Tang Yili was a little hesitant to accept it.
Qin Sheng once again emphasized that it was just a small gift. Tang Yili felt uncomfortable and refused, so she accepted it.
"What is it?" she asked.
Qin Sheng teased: "Open it and take a look. It's not spaghetti anyway."
Tang Yili smiled and took out a small doll from the paper bag.
The doll is very beautiful, about the size of a palm, wearing an off-white stacked tutu skirt, a triangular hat with a golden bell on each hat tip, and a face made of ceramics painted to look like a little girl.
.
Tang Yili: "I seem to know this. It's very famous in Italy. It's called..."
Angel of fate?
Or some kind of angel...
Qin Sheng: "To be precise, it should be called Triangle."
Tangyi nodded slightly, feeling uncertain.
Triangle, Tri, the prefix of three, is it because the doll wears a triangular hat?
There is still some hint.
Tang Yili didn't ask after all, put the doll back into the bag and said thank you briefly.
…
On the other side of the city, Xun Lang was disturbed by the phone calls at home.
Ji Nanyun got on the plane and even called the satellite phone to scold him.
"I, Ji Nanyun's son, is actually being treated as a pretty boy. Xun Lang, don't you think it's funny?! But I can't afford to embarrass this person. Either you break up with Tang Yili, or I tell Tang Feng and call him
Take good care of your daughter."
"This family doesn't even look at who helped them to get where they are today. They dare to yell at my son. Do they want to stop hanging out in the mall?!"
Ji Nanyun was furious. Xun Lang stood in the open space in front of the building, pacing slowly and looking at the patterns of shoe soles imprinted on the yellow-black sand.
"Xun Lang! Did you listen to me?"
"I'm telling you, don't expect me to help the Tang family in the future——"
"If you don't want to help, then I won't." Xun Lang said solemnly, his brows filled with annoyance.
"How Tang Yili and I get along is between us. What others, including our parents, think and think has no effect on us. Dad, what you want to do with Fengtang Group is your business. I
He Tang means courtesy, so I won’t bother you.”
"You little brat-"
Xun Lang hung up the phone.
But not even two minutes after my ears were clear, Xun Miaoyun called again right after.
Xun Lang held his forehead and listened as his mother repackaged his father's words and repeated them gently.
But he still refused to give in: "That is between Tang Yili and me."
Xun Miaoyun: "I know. Before, I thought it was quite interesting for you to hide your identity and have fun with Ah Li. But now, more and more people know about your relationship. Others only know that you are Ah Li's."
Boyfriend, I don’t know that you are Ji Nanyun’s son. If you meet an acquaintance in the mall in the future and let people know that you feed women, your father’s face will be lost.”
Xun Lang: "I have sense."
Xun Miaoyun: "What is your sense of propriety? Can you let mom know first?"
The secret of Xun Lang's identity was kept in front of Tang Yili for nearly a year.
The reason why they are as sweet as they are today is because everyone is used to their respective identities.
Tang Yili has strong habits and dominant habits;
Xun Lang is accustomed to adapting.
It's like placing items with completely different volumes and densities at both ends of a scale. It's not easy to accidentally reach balance during the shaky adjustments.
You know, once you break it, there will be ups and downs, and you will have to find new rules.
Tang Yili's Bai Fumei identity gave her not only a sense of superiority, but also a sense of security. If Xun Lang told her that he was not just an athlete, but from a higher-ranking family than Li Jiaoyang, then
Undoubtedly, he personally shattered Tang Yili's sense of security.
What will happen to her?
Continue to maintain your own sense of security, or turn to Xun Lang to find it?
Xun Lang was not sure.
He is not a person who is at ease with emotions, and he is not even decisive on the field.
Because falling in love with someone is the beginning of looking forward and looking back.
Xun Lang didn't know how to explain it to Xun Miaoyun. Whether it was his entanglement or fear, it seemed difficult to express it to others.
Fortunately, this call didn't last long, another call came in, and it was from Fatty Jun.
Xun Lang breathed a sigh of relief and told Xun Miaoyun that someone was looking for him. He didn't care what his mother wanted to say, so he made an excuse and hung up.
Jun Pang has never been serious about anything. As soon as he started, he asked Xun Lang in a relaxed tone: "It's almost summer vacation. Let's go to the beach."
Xun Lang: "By the sea?"
"Yes, Fu Xi and Tang Yi made an appointment with us, and they even specially chose your home court."
"Let's go, let's go. A date for four, our honeymoon."