Qin Sheng's tone was cold and clear, but when each word fell to the ground, it was particularly heavy.
"Have you ever thought that Xun Lang just bought you a prize and manipulated the final score? Why did he have to create a roll of fabric?"
“The more people involved, the more exposure risks there are.”
"Why?" Qin Sheng asked.
Tang Yili looked at him, "Because he wants to drive a wedge between you and me."
Qin Sheng smiled bitterly.
"A roll of fabric creates conflicts between you and Kitty, which creates differences between you and me. That roll of fabric makes you regard me as a competitor and makes you question my opinion of you."
"Throughout the whole thing, I have never doubted your character or your talent. Moreover, I also believe that even if others don't buy you a prize, you can compete fairly with anyone."
Qin Sheng sighed softly, with a trace of regret in his eyes. He never ignored the fragility of human nature, but he could also understand what Tang Yili needed.
Just as he was now tearing apart the truth inch by inch for her to see, it was both heartbreaking and helpless.
"That's why I insist on telling you the truth. I know you want to win, and I also know that you want to win more openly. And there is a little bit of selfishness in my heart. That's because I don't want you to misunderstand me, Ah Li.
"
"So," Tang Yili looked at him with a look of lonely determination and confusion, "Is it worth ruining the career you have worked so hard for to resolve this misunderstanding?"
Qin Sheng's eyes tightened and he looked at her.
Tang Yili was silent and did not answer. She just looked at him, her eyes filled with disapproval of him.
They all know very well that now that Xun Lang can cover the sky with one hand, anyone can be killed in a matter of minutes. If Qin Sheng touches his warning, he will be mercilessly sniped by the superiors.
Is it that important whether she misunderstood him or not, so important that he should give up his business of more than ten years?
Qin Sheng suddenly smiled, extremely gentle and light.
"Ah Li, it's all worth it for you."
Tang Yili hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth.
"But you know...I don't love you."
There was no loss in Qin Sheng's smile: "I know, it's enough for me to love you. Love is not asking for anything. It really doesn't matter whether you love me or not."
In this cold winter morning, looking at the carnival crowd, Tang Yili drank a glass of ice water, and the cold air seeped from her internal organs. She was not as good as Qin Sheng, who was encouraged to go on stage to sing a love song.
He was sitting on a high chair, leaning against the microphone, with his long legs propped up on the glass floor, speaking lazily, as if it were an Italian version, with a low-pitched voice, blurred enunciation, and a sexiness that is rare for men.
Tang Yili was still sitting where she was, her mind wandering, as if she was dozing off or thinking. She didn't even know whether this was a sequelae of lack of sleep or a mental breakdown caused by Xun Lang.
After Qin Sheng finished singing a ballad, he smiled in her direction. He did not come back after he stepped off the stage, but walked towards Kitty's group. He was like a victorious general returning, receiving enthusiastic support from his subordinates.
Only Kitty paid close attention to Tang Yili's reaction. She naturally saw how special Qin Sheng was to Tang Yili. His expression was very cold and arrogant, and his eyes were filled with nails.
Tang Yili was not worried and looked away. By mistake, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Linda standing in the corner, talking on the phone.
Being far away, it was impossible to hear what she said, but her serious look and reserved body movements with lowered hands said everything.
She should be reporting to her big boss.
Tang Yili smiled slightly, leaned on the chair, and slowly closed his eyes.
The celebration lasted until eight o'clock in the morning. Everyone drank a lot of wine, felt dizzy, and walked out of the TV station building recklessly.
Like a hundred ghosts walking at night.
The sun is rising in the east, and its golden dazzling light is like a new life.
Tang Yili was sitting in the nanny's car, not sleepy at all.
Linda leaned on the seat next to her and asked Tang Yili cautiously: "Madam, should we go home directly now, or... where should we take you?"
Tang Yili leaned aside and replied casually: "Go home."
"Okay." Linda seemed relieved.
The car drove smoothly onto the highway. It was the rush hour. The road was more than 20 kilometers long with stops and starts. After driving for nearly an hour, Linda almost fell asleep. When she braked, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw
Xian Tang Yili still maintained his previous posture, leaning his face against the glass and looking at the city scenery outside.
In the late twelfth month of winter, tall buildings cut the gray sky into messy shapes.
Until the car entered the community and then drove into the underground garage, the scenery outside the window was completely destroyed and plunged into a tight darkness.
Tang Yili seemed to wake up suddenly and looked around hurriedly.
Linda reminded: "Madam, we are home."
The nanny's car is very comfortable, and even the sound of turning off the engine is not noticeable. The car has a quiet atmosphere as always, and everyone is waiting for her to make a move.
But Tang Yili had no intention of getting off the bus immediately.
After a two-minute pause, she suddenly said: "Drive, let's go to Four Seasons Ceremony."
Xun Lang had a meeting in the morning, which was the first high-level meeting after the start of the new year. He summarized the past and looked forward to the future. The content was cliché, but the meaning was greater than the content. The high-level officials sitting there had all gone through a round of personnel adjustments and were finally finalized.
Xun Lang's direct descendant.
Only half an hour into the meeting, the secretary suddenly knocked on the door and came in. He walked to the top and reported.
"Sorry, Mr. Xun, Mrs. Xun is here."
Xun Lang's eyes were slightly cold: "Tell her to wait until the meeting is over——"
"I will only occupy Mr. Xun for ten minutes." Tang Yili was already standing at the door, followed by Linda who failed to stop her.
She crossed her arms and said calmly in front of dozens of pairs of eyes, "I will only occupy Mr. Xun for ten minutes, is that okay?"
Then his eyes swept across the entire place.
The senior officials suddenly couldn't sit still, but they didn't dare to whisper to each other and just waited for the orders from their superiors.
The person above frowned: "Adjourn the meeting for ten minutes."
A group of people cheered, got up and walked out. Someone boldly took a peek at Tang Yili's face and found that she was full of energy.
Next, this distinguished couple should have a lot to say.
The conference room was quickly cleared, and the little secretary closed the door. The empty rectangular room was like a stuffy box, which made Tang Yili feel suffocated.
She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened a transom, and suddenly the cold air came in. It was biting and cold, making the green bonsai tremble.
Like her heart.
"Xun Lang, actually you know everything, right?"
You know I know, right, about buying prizes, and the truth that Qin Sheng told her that Xun Lang didn't like to see.