With the expectation that she would be able to see her son in 24 hours, Tang Yili went to the guest room to tidy up again.
This is something she has done six times.
The small crib was newly bought. Tang Yili had wiped it in advance and let it dry out the smell. The hand-washed small pillow and quilt were pink and blue, with a faint smell of baby soap.
milky taste.
There is also a furry unicorn hanging at the head and end of the bed.
In order to make it easier for adults to breastfeed and change diapers at night, temporary night lights were installed in the guest rooms. Tang Yili spent a long time shopping at the home furnishing store before choosing the one that was least glaring.
When she was expecting to give birth in China, she had never purchased baby products so seriously. After coming to Paris, her love for her child became stronger and stronger.
Tang Yili would often regret trading her child for freedom, and she would want to buy a plane ticket and fly back to Beijing on impulse.
But impulse is impulse. After cooling down, she still has to endure the loneliness and continue to hold on for the sake of a future for herself and her children.
Shao'ang is still young and will not remember the days when he did not have his mother, but he will use his gradually mature mind to remember what kind of person his mother is, whether she is a mother who always hides under the protection of men and only enjoys it, or a mother who constantly
A mother who grew up independent and outstanding.
The significance of leaving home to Tang Yili became profound again.
She was looking forward to meeting her son tomorrow. She walked to the door of the guest room contentedly, turned off the light, and the room instantly fell into darkness. She spoke softly to the hazy moonlight through the white gauze curtain.
"Good night, son."
Tang Yili returned to her room and fell asleep quickly, but halfway through her sleep, at five o'clock in the morning, she was picked up by Tang Feng's phone call.
It's still dark in Paris, and the sky is pink and white reflected in the snow. In the North Market in the east, it's exactly 12 noon.
"Ah Li, I might not be able to take Shao'ang there." Tang Feng's tone was so depressed that Tang Yili couldn't help but feel disappointed, but she still cheered up and asked what happened.
"I went to Xishan to pick up Shao'ang in the morning. As soon as I entered the house, I heard the housekeeper say that Mr. Zhai was sick. Although it was just a cold, it seemed that Shao'an had been infected. The baby had a cough when he got up early. The Ji family meant that the child was not feeling well and did not want him to
Flying to a place that far away."
Tang Yili's heart tightened and she immediately became worried about her son's health.
"Shao'ang is sick, is it serious?" she asked.
"Don't worry, I think the baby is in good spirits and very lively. There should be no problem."
The biggest problem may be that there is nothing wrong with the child, but the problem occurs with the adults of the Ji family. Tangfeng suspects that they are using the child's illness as an excuse to prevent him from taking Shao'ang to Paris, but he cannot express this suspicion.
Who would curse their own child to get sick? It’s Ji’s parents and grandchildren, and it’s not too late for the baby.
Tang Feng didn't want to make such assumptions about the Ji family, let alone start a subtle competition between the two families, so he had to calm down and said: "Shao'ang is still young after all, and long-distance flights are really not suitable. Otherwise, I will take him with me when he is older."
Let’s go see you.”
"Or, you can use this half-month Christmas vacation to go back to Bei City and come see us!"
It was not a problem for Tang Yili to return to Beijing City, but when she returned to Paris, she needed to leave the country and go through customs. She had always had a psychological shadow about this step, so she did not agree to Tang Feng immediately.
Because she was worried about her child, she hung up the phone on Tang Feng, and Tang Yili made a video call to Xun Shao'ang's nanny.
How can the baby chat? He holds on to the bed rail, drools at the camera, and smiles happily.
The content of the nanny's report was similar to what Tang Feng said. Shao'ang was infected with a cold by the old man, but it was not severe and he had a slight cough. Anyway, he was not suitable for traveling far away.
After seeing that the child was fine, Tang Yili felt a little relieved.
What Tang Feng could think of, Tang Yili couldn't think of - she also suspected that the Ji family might be the reason why Shao'ang couldn't come to Paris.
If you don't talk about the desire for control, Ji Nanyun is a very good family man, but if the divorce involves custody rights, I'm afraid he won't be so kind.
The Ji family will not let their own flesh and blood flow into other people's homes.
The future may be full of ups and downs.
She was in a dilemma whether to go back to Beishi or not. Firstly, she really missed her children. Secondly, after New Year's Day, Xun Shao'ang would be one year old. According to the agreement, that was the time when she and Xun Lang agreed to divorce.
She was determined to go back to see Shao Ang and settle the divorce matter.
Tang Yili was already struggling to deal with Xun Lang alone. If he waited until the end of the Ji family and participated in this divorce battle, I'm afraid things would get ugly.
Therefore, the matter of divorce should be cut through quickly.
She could see that Xun Lang felt guilty about her, and this might be Tang Yili's only bargaining chip to negotiate the terms of divorce with Xun Lang.
Regarding the custody issue, she needed to talk to Xun Lang before going back, even if it was just to explore the matter.
After thinking over and over again, Tang Yili called Xun Lang.
"Are you busy? I want to chat with you." Tang Yili said.
"good."
Xun Lang's voice is like the morning when the fog has cleared, clear and distant, not close to others.
The sound of the door opening and closing came from the phone, and the background suddenly became empty and ethereal, increasing the sense of distance.
"Say it."
They haven't contacted each other for more than half a year. The close relationship between the two has disrupted the previous pattern of getting along. Tang Yili made some remarks. She wanted to confirm whether the child was really sick first, and then figure out whether someone was causing trouble.
possible.
Tang Yili tried his best and started with today's problem.
"Shao'ang is sick and can't come to Paris. Do you know about this?"
"I have no idea."
Xun Lang's answer was too simple and did not look like a good communicator.
This aggravated Tang Yili's suspicion, and she became angry and restrained herself from asking again.
"The child is sick, you didn't know?"
"I'm on a business trip. I've left Beijing City for almost a week. When I left, Shao'ang was fine. No one told me that he was sick. How could I know?"
The man's voice was tired...maybe also forbearing, as if someone was quarreling with him unreasonably.
Tang Yili was extremely dissatisfied with the other party's attitude and couldn't help but sneer: "You are so busy, it seems you don't have time to spend time with your child."
Xun Lang: "You called here just to accuse me?"
Tang Yili is no longer a little girl.
Only little girls will struggle in quarrels, what is your attitude towards me, or do you respect me at all?
In the eyes of a mature woman, all arguments must have an outcome—either to achieve my goal or to postpone the achievement of my goal.
Sooner or later, achieving the goal is the ultimate secret.
Argue and argue about things, not about emotions.
"Xun Lang, I don't know if you are preventing Shao'ang from contacting me and making plans to fight for custody, but the divorce is very close. You can't blame me for doubting you."
Okay, that’s it for today’s update, good night everyone~