Later, a week later, Tang Yili asked Feng Yiman out. When he inquired about it, he found out that the couple had a fight, and their relationship magically warmed up again.
Feng Yiman asked Tang Yili to come out for a beauty treatment. After finishing the last step, the two of them put on facial masks, moved to the recliner, and continued doing foot manicures.
In the middle of winter, if you don’t wear sandals, no matter how beautifully you paint your toenails, you’ll just end up taking advantage of the man next to you.
Speaking of men, we have to mention their bad nature - possessiveness.
"I've been to that kind of club a few times, but every time it was just clear water. Pang Junshi also knew that I didn't cuckold him, but I still refused to let him go."
Finally, the man resorted to a murderous weapon.
"He was probably afraid that I would really run away, so he proposed that night."
"The diamond ring is so big, and it sounds so nice... tsk tsk."
Tang Yili smiled, "Then you agreed?"
"That's not true."
Feng Yiman is one year younger than Tang Yili, 21 years old, and has just passed the legal age for marriage. But if it is legal, can the marriage be completed?
Obviously not.
Feng Yiman: "It's too early, I still want to have fun before talking."
She asked Tang Yili again: "What about you, if it wasn't to solve the difficulties at home, would you marry Xun Lang so early?"
"I?"
Tang Yili was stunned.
She had never thought deeply about this issue, but now she thought about it seriously. He had been so good to her during the whole relationship between her and Xun Lang. Xun Lang seemed to have done everything he could and could not do for her, completely unconditionally.
, unprincipled pampering.
In the end, Xun Lang even gave up his dream for her. With such a deep love in front of him, if it weren't for Feng Tang, would she have married?
"Maybe... yes. But it should be delayed for a few more years."
"Lying." Feng Yiman joked.
"I didn't lie." Tang Yili denied.
Von Holmes-Imann expressed disbelief.
"You hesitated."
"Hesitation means that you can't tell whether you are more grateful or loving Xun Lang now."
Tang Yili was stunned for a moment.
Her feelings for Xun Lang had always been straightforward and passionate, and she had to express her love, but she never thought whether the love she expressed was based on love itself or because of something else.
Every time Xun Lang did something for her, she would be eager to let Xun Lang know that she loved him, and she was very touched. She was afraid that if she was slow to respond, she would let him down.
After all, is this love, or is it a kind of gratitude that you don’t want to owe others?
Tang Yili's words were stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to refute Feng Yiman.
The massage SPA has come to an end.
Tang Yili and Feng Yiman were invited to the teahouse. When they opened the window, they happened to see a landscaped creek built indoors, with gurgling water and occasionally a few red koi swimming by.
Tang Yili leaned against the window and threw fish food inside, feeling lazy and unable to cheer up.
Feng Yiman found a version of the plan on his mobile phone and asked Tang Yili for his opinion.
"I'm going to hire an influential person to be the spokesperson for United Airlines."
"You help me check it."
Tang Yili took the phone and looked at it briefly. The plan was all about the aviation industry. She didn't understand this industry. She only knew that United Airlines was the Feng family's family business. The market was huge and they wanted a spokesperson.
, as long as it is released, half of the people in the entertainment industry will rush to it.
Please, it's not a question, who to invite, Tang Yili is a little curious.
"Do you already have someone in mind?"
Otherwise, with Princess Feng Yiman's playful nature, how could she suddenly get involved in company affairs.
"Hey, no one knows me better than you."
Feng Yiman's smile turned into a nymphomaniacal smile: "You know that person."
Tang Yili: "Who?"
"Wei Ran."
Tang Yili felt like there were three black lines on his head, "You invite Wei Ran?! Why invite him? Will he agree?"
Feng Yiman: "Athletes like them just listen to their bosses. As long as the General Administration of Sports agrees, why doesn't he agree? They come out to accept advertisements and the General Administration shares a 28/20 split. Do you know?"
"If you can make money, why not? We have signed the contract."
It seems to be a done deal.
Tang Yili thought about the future for a moment.
In the blue sky and white clouds, Wei Ran's big face appeared on the shuttle plane, magnified 1,800 times. Isn't this destroying the natural environment?
Also, on the busy airport tarmac, every passenger waiting for the flight can see through the curtain wall all the people on the plane, Wei Ran, lining up to welcome you. Thinking about that scene, Tang Yili felt physiological rejection.
.
Will she not be able to go on business trips in the future?
Tang Yili was in pain and puzzled: "Wei Ran is as handsome as his heels from top to bottom. What do you see in him?"
"Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs!" Feng Yiman said confidently, "Since your husband retired, he is now the number one brother in the domestic swimming world. Do you know that that figure and that face are not something ordinary people can have?
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"Of course, I know you are used to seeing it at home and are tired of eating it; but you also have to be considerate of us female compatriots who can't afford it, right?"
Tang Yili really had nothing to say when he could be so sincere even though he was talking nonsense.
"As long as Miss Feng is happy."
Miss Feng was indeed very happy. She took Tang Yili and thought about the future again. Wei Ran's advertisements were released in several batches, and what kind of derivative developments were planned. Finally, she made a bold statement, and also said that she would contribute to the Chinese swimming industry.
Tang Yili looked at her, smiled, and then silently thought that he must travel less on business and fly less in the future, so as not to be scared by Wei Ran's mugshot and unable to sleep at night.
After returning home in the evening, Tang Yili unlocked the door and found that the lights in the house were on. It turned out that Xun Lang came back earlier than himself and was making sandwiches in the kitchen at the moment.
Tomatoes and lettuce leaves with water droplets were kept aside. Tang Yili washed his hands and changed clothes, walked over, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
"Are you going to eat this tonight?" Tang Yili asked casually.
Xun Lang answered casually: "I'll help you make another yogurt salad?"
His cooking skills were just like this, nothing new and unappetizing, but the advantage was the large portion. She couldn't eat the portion he prepared for Tang Yili every time.
So, forget about yogurt salad or anything like that.
"The sandwich you made is longer than my arm when put together. Just eat this one."
Xun Lang smiled, put the sandwiches and fruits on the table, and the two began to have dinner together.
During the dinner, Tang Yili asked Xun Lang if he knew about Wei Ran's acceptance of the advertisement. Xun Lang was not surprised at all and nodded and said: "Wei Ran called me before and asked me to ask the Feng family if they could let him go.
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The result, of course, is that it can't be done.
At that time, Wei Ran's resentment was like that of a good woman who was forced to sell herself.
Tang Yili felt happy secretly, and asked hypocritically: "You can make a lot of money by shooting commercials, why is he not willing?"