The nanny was obviously stunned for a moment, but she quickly understood. She looked up and down at the visitor, but didn't invite anyone in. She just said "wait a moment." After that, she turned around and took out two large storage boxes from the top of the shoe cabinet.
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"Look for it yourself."
There are many things in the box, including Hermès silk scarves, Lighthouse notepads, Montblanc pens, Chanel lipsticks, and Jo Malone's portable perfume. There are all kinds of goodies. With the naked eye, there are four.
Fifty pieces.
They have one thing in common - they are all women's things.
It may belong to the female celebrity who sat next to Xun Lang on the plane, or it may belong to the female client who had a meeting with him. They all want to keep in touch with Xun Lang by leaving a token.
This little fox girl is not the first.
The contents of the two big boxes were telling her that there was no way she could do anything that her predecessors had failed to do.
The nanny waited for a while and saw that the little fox's rummaging movement slowed down and asked.
"Haven't you found it yet? When did you lose it?"
The little fox bit the bullet: "Tonight."
"Tonight?" The nanny thought it was lost before, "Well, it's not here. It belonged to someone else before. I'll ask the driver to take you downstairs and look for it in the car."
The little fox held on to his last hope: "I can see -"
"No." Seeing the little fox still looking in, the nanny said coldly, "This is where our nanny and bodyguard live. Mr. Xun does not live here."
As for Xun Lang living upstairs, the nanny certainly wouldn't say anything, and she didn't have the authority to put people up in the elevator.
At this time Xun Lang's driver walked out of the car, holding a spare car key in his hand.
"Is it Miss Ah Li?" Seeing the little fox nodding, the driver was more polite and pressed the down button for her.
Xun Lang just called him.
"Mr. Xun said, if you can't find it here, let me take you to the car to look for it. I will make sure you find your important items."
The four words "important items" are like a slap in the face.
The little fox's face heated up, knowing that Xun Lang had guessed her trick, but because of the nanny's cold eyes, she insisted on fighting for this breath, snorted, and followed the driver downstairs.
The sleek white Continental car is parked side by side with the same black car. It is clearly a couple's car. It makes people envious of what woman can be so lucky.
The driver unlocked the car and stood aside, watching the little fox get in and look for it.
Of course, there was no gain. The little fox made a regretful expression and said, maybe it was left somewhere else.
Driver: "Then I'll take you out."
The little fox said: "I can walk by myself."
The driver smiled: "This community has strict access control. If I don't send you through, I'm afraid they will still check you."
The little fox couldn't refute and walked outside. There were dense forests and winding trails. The greenery of this community was comparable to a national park. She glanced back at the dense buildings and knew that she was getting further and further away from the world's wealth.
The driver suddenly asked her, "Your name is Ah Li?"
The little fox was confused and asked, "Yes, what's wrong?"
The driver smiled: "What a coincidence, my wife's nickname is also A Li."
With a snap, the little fox's last remaining hope fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
No wonder people help her pay back the money and let her drive... All the trust comes from the same name, which may have the same pronunciation but different words, because in the car, Xun Lang asked once which name it was.
After she said she was a fox's raccoon, Xun Lang never took the initiative to speak again.
On an autumn night, the moonlight shines through the branches, making it as cool as water.
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Xun Lang finally found his birthday gift according to Tang Yili's instructions on the phone.
It's really a funny place, how could anyone hide gifts in the dryer.
"Guess what it is?" Tang Yili asked.
Xun Lang answered frankly: "I don't know."
Tang Yili, a ghostly man, never plays his cards according to common sense.
But this gift, judging from the packaging, is too ordinary. It is just a square, medium-sized gift, something sealed in a box.
Xun Lang stood the phone screen aside and went to open it with a smile. After removing the silver ribbon and dark green wrapping paper, the contents in the box were wrapped again in dark green corrugated paper.
Peel off the last layer, revealing a small white and shiny cup.
It was a small coffee cup. Tang Yili specially found a ceramics studio and came to make it herself. The most special thing was that before the final firing, she hooked her silhouette on the wall of the cup.
The size you can hold in your hand, the off-white glaze, and the silhouette of aqua lines are unexpectedly delicate.
"Happy birthday, hubby~~" On the screen of the mobile phone, Tang Yili was wearing heavy makeup and showing off her beautiful face. She suddenly became shy, pursed her lips, and said: "Sending cups means a lifetime, and we want a lifetime.
We're all together, okay."
Xun Lang gently squeezed the handle of the cup, but his heart was pinched in someone's hand without knowing it, making it sore and soft.
Tang Yili rarely had serious moments, but once in a while, it was unbearable tenderness.
She had already said that she would spend her whole life accepting someone else's cup, how could she not keep her words?
"good."
He smiled, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied. Through a screen, he couldn't hold her, nor could he smell the fragrant warmth on her body. It was a precious time, and missing her was the longest darkness in the night.
Xun Lang, who is calm and determined, also feels that tonight is really difficult.
The program team came to gather and start recording the second half. Tang Yili was reluctant to leave and said, "I have to leave."
Xun Lang: "When will you finish recording?"
"If it goes well, it will be tomorrow morning. If it doesn't go well, it will be noon."
Tang Yili complained quietly to Xun Lang, "It's like these people don't need to sleep. Their eyes are glowing green right now. It's so scary... Husband, Ah Li is so pitiful."
Xun Lang smiled: "As expected of my Ah Li."
"What?"
"When encountering difficulties, complain."
Tang Yili pouted, "Then you want me to shoot up with bullets and bullets?"
"Of course I don't." Xun Lang's eyes became calm at this time, "I want my Ah Li to stay at home, right next to me, and be happy every day."
"Stay at home? Don't you want to go to work?" Tang Yili quickly touched up her makeup and caught up with the wasted time. She didn't even notice that Xun Lang's tone had changed.
"Stop going to work and close down Yili Garment. I will support you."
Tang Yili covered her face and smiled, "Husband, you are so good at coaxing people."
"I will support you" is a woman's Achilles' heel.
Do you believe it? Either dead or disabled.
Unfortunately, this is the ultimate dream of countless women.
When the time came, Tang Yili was personally invited by the director, "Auntie! Hurry up, or someone will start scolding again..."
Either Sister Kitty was scolding, or the female director was scolding, or else they were scolding each other.
A woman who has no one to support her must live a tougher life.
Tang Yili couldn't afford to offend anyone, so he hung up the phone in a hurry.
In the long silence, Xun Lang stood by the window, playing with the coffee cup. His thick and long fingers passed through the round ears of the cup, and he held the small gadget in his palm.
The man smiled softly, like a midnight flight flying over the city at this moment, hidden in the dim night.