Walking in the heavy rain is definitely not romantic.
Tang Yili's shoes were already soaked. It wasn't cold, but it wasn't uncomfortable either. Moreover, Xun Lang's situation was similar to hers.
The other side of his body seemed to have been penetrated, with dark watermarks smearing on his shoulders.
But none of them speeded up their pace. They only walked at their usual walking speed in the rain toward their building.
Rarely, they suddenly found a topic. It was Xun Lang who brought it up first. He asked: "After the child is born, are you still planning to go to France?"
Tang Yili nodded truthfully, "ESMOD is known as a prestigious designer school. I have always wanted to experience it."
Xun Lang just asked: "How is your French?"
"I only know daily conversation." Tang Yili smiled, "I learned it by myself in the past month. When I went to Paris to buy, buy, and throw money, I didn't think the language was a barrier. Now that I'm going to study there, I find that I can't even speak.
I haven’t passed the language barrier yet.”
"That kind of school should have dual-track teaching in English and French, right?" Xun Lang asked.
Tang Yili: "There are also English courses, but the French are very arrogant and think that those they teach in French are the authentic disciples, so they still need to learn the language."
"However, I have already received an offer from the college. I can study my major and pass the language barrier at the same time."
Xun Lang: "When will school start?" In other words, when will you leave.
"I'll leave after the Spring Festival, if..." Tang Yili breathed softly unconsciously, "if you agree."
The sound of falling rain was too loud and the light was too dark. If she didn't listen carefully, she wouldn't be able to sense Xun Lang's emotions.
Happy or unhappy.
He still holds the power of life and death over her.
However, Xun Lang's emotional management has always been excellent, without revealing any clues.
He held the umbrella handle with clear knuckles and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will keep my promise."
Tang Yili breathed a small sigh of relief, but was suddenly enveloped by an unspeakable sadness.
"The child is so young... I will trouble you later."
The two of them stopped at the same time. Raindrops fell on the sides of their shoes, causing splashes of water and shattering the reflection of the night. The small and broken light could never form a complete shape.
Xun Lang looked down at her quietly, "Do we need to be so polite between us?"
The sourness in the nose makes one's throat tight.
Tang Yili forced a smile and didn't know what to say.
Even a child is about to be born, when did the relationship between them become like this?
Only time can answer.
They walked in the rain for nearly half an hour and finally arrived home. Tang Yili felt that it was okay. His body was basically not wet, only the soles of his feet were cold. On the other hand, Xun Lang's waxed forehead hair was already hanging down, and the outside of his body
Completely wet, the white shirt was wrapped around his shoulders, revealing the texture of his muscles.
There's something weirdly sexy about it.
What was even worse was that a group of Wang Zhanshan's bodyguards had no umbrellas and had to be soaked in the rain for more than half an hour. Each one of them looked like a drowned rat.
However, anyone who can be a bodyguard has an iron body, and he showed up alive and kicking the next day. Wang Zhanshan also carried a big paper bag in his hand and placed it respectfully in front of Tang Yili.
She was studying the language test questions in the study room. She glanced at Wang Zhanshan, reached for the bag, and put her head in to take a look.
It's a book.
I took out textbooks one by one, all of which are teaching materials for the DELF French proficiency test.
Wang Zhanshan: "Mr. Xun hired a French tutor for you. Here are the teaching materials. You can make an appointment directly with the teacher for the specific class time."
This is a surprise.
Yesterday, just after Tang Yili said that she had a speech impediment, Xun Lang turned around and sent her a tutor. The long-lost sense of respect made Tang Yili feel warm in her heart.
She put the book away, and after Wang Zhanshan left the study, she called Xun Lang.
But the person who picked him up was not Xun Lang, but Chen Kai.
"Mr. Xun is in a meeting. Mr. Li, if you have anything, I can convey it to you."
Tang Yili bit his lip.
It was inappropriate for Mr. Li to become a student and confess to Chen Kai that he had not passed the language test. Tang Yili was already very embarrassed by Chen Kai and did not want to add another insult, so he said.
"No, I have nothing to do, you can just go ahead and do your work."
Hang up the phone at the speed of light.
Tang Yili had some nervous aftertaste and felt a little sweaty.
…
Xun Lang was originally having a meeting in the company with a group of idle and wealthy young men. It is said that there was a very important project, and everyone discussed it and made a fortune together.
Xun Lang, with his status, looked down upon such petty quarrels. He could have shied away from it, but due to Liu Chenshuo, they had known each other since they were children, so they endured and listened to a few words.
As expected, people who are out of tune are just out of tune. Halfway through the meeting, someone shouted that they should go to the club to continue the conversation. Sitting here was too boring.
The wind started blowing at night, and Xun Lang stood at the door of Fusion Hui. He hesitated for a moment, but still took Chen Kai there.
The beautiful female intellectual, wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam, led him inside with a smile.
The decoration is a blend of Chinese and Western styles, with small bridges and flowing water passing by, and swaying peach blossoms falling, creating a spring-like scenery in the summer interior.
The private room is on the third floor. Climb up the stairs and as soon as you open the door, there is a sense of spring in the room.
What came into view was a big sofa. Liu Chenshuo was holding a girl in his arms. His hands reached somewhere and disappeared into his clothes.
When he saw Xun Lang, he twitched his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Xun gave me some face. They all said you wouldn't come."
Xun Lang came in and sat at a round marble table with exquisite tableware and gorgeous flowers. There was also a gorgeous woman standing next to him.
Chen Kai was very discerning. He didn't dare to sit next to Xun Lang and found a corner to sit down.
The other gentlemen took their seats one after another. Liu Chenshuo let go of his girl, took the one next to Xun Lang and introduced her.
"I gave you this name and utensil as a gift. You must be very tight-lipped. I promise not to let your family Tang Yili know about it."
The double-entendre joke made the young men burst into laughter.
Xun Lang had a dull look on his face and was used to seeing too many big scenes involving life and death. This kind of bravado and arrogance was really not worth mentioning in his eyes.
The time he set for this dinner was only half an hour. If these young men had the ability to catch him, the God of Wealth, then everyone should get the business started. If they only had this ability, he would leave as soon as he got there.
I have an explanation of my friendship with Liu Chenshuo since childhood.
"You can sit down too." Xun Lang glanced sideways at the woman next to him.
What was originally a polite sentence turned into a rare tenderness among these young men.
The woman's name is Du Ruoxi, an 18th-tier starlet. She has appeared in a few dramas and is an acting professional. She is not well-known. However, she has managed to find a way out by the bedside of these young men and has made a lot of money from these men.