When Tang Yili asked this question, the nanny immediately became energetic thinking that she had met someone who could complain and plead for mercy.
"Both Mr. Ji and the old man did not agree with the young master coming to Paris. Mr. Xun took the child out forcibly. The old man was not there that day, and Mr. Ji did not stop him. The father and son had a very unpleasant quarrel. Later, I heard from the little sister that the old man
After I came back, I found out that the young master had been taken away. I was furious and said..."
"What did you say?" Tang Yili asked.
The nanny was still frightened: "The old man said that when Mr. Xun comes back... he will shoot him with a gun."
Tang Yili: “…”
While feeling a little speechless, Tang Yili wanted to laugh, but when she saw the nanny's face that you wouldn't believe, she restrained herself.
Mr. Zhai is a ruthless man, Tang Yili absolutely believes this, but to say that he can shoot Xun Lang with a gun... is a bit exaggerated.
However, this may also reflect the family pressure Xun Lang faces from one side.
What she held in her arms was not only her son, but also the golden grandson of two big bosses, Zhai Qingpeng and Ji Nanyun. She was really doted on by thousands of people.
But the little guy didn't know what was going on, and he laughed so hard that his mouth watered.
This trip to Paris can be said to have caused quite a fuss for everyone, Tang Yili thought to himself, as his apology to Xun Lang climbed up like a bamboo stick, until it grew into a towering patch of dark green that shaded the sky.
Xun Lang is finally coming back.
He flew directly from Singapore to Paris. Before boarding the plane, he called Tang Yili and said he would land in six hours.
Tang Yili said, "I will take Shao'ang to pick you up at the airport."
Xun Lang's deep voice, with an overly mellow nasal resonance, said, "It's better not to do it. I may have a cold. Let's go to the hotel to rest for two days before seeing the child again. It won't be good if he is infected."
"Oh, okay then." Tang Yili's original mood of looking forward to meeting was suddenly replaced by a little disappointment, but she still asked Xun Lang, "Tell me when you land."
"good."
After Xun Lang got on the plane, Tang Yili took the children and the nanny to a nearby shopping mall. There was a Peppa Pig-themed amusement park there. Recently, Xun Shao'ang became obsessed with it again and came to play every day.
Sometimes, in order to save the trouble of traveling back and forth, they would bring Xun Shao'ang's milk powder and snacks with them. They would eat on the spot when they were hungry and sleep on the spot when they were sleepy. They would spend the whole day out there.
When Tang Yili returned to the apartment with her children, she found that her cell phone had not moved all day - she had promised to send text messages when she landed, but Xun Lang missed the appointment.
This is not common. Xun Lang has always been a man of his word.
Tang Yili was worried. She checked the airline's website and after confirming that the plane had landed, she sent a message to Xun Lang to ask if he had arrived.
But Xun Lang never replied.
Tang Yili did not receive any news until she went to bed at night. Maybe she had something on her mind and she didn't sleep well all night. She got up early and took her child to eat something, then handed him over to the nanny and went to the hotel herself.
It should be the same hotel, Tang Yili wasn't sure, but it was so crowded that he couldn't find anyone, so he had to go and ask.
She gently held the cold glass table with both hands and reported Xun Lang's passport number. During the few seconds while waiting for the receptionist to enter the query, many bloody plots flashed through her mind.
However, she was soon brought back to reality.
"Mr. Xun checked in last night, but it involves personal privacy, so I can't reveal more."
Tang Yili finally felt relieved. At least no one had been abducted by aliens. This was always good news, but it was still a bit difficult for her to see him.
She called Xun Lang again in the hotel lobby.
When a fiery bird of paradise plant nearby was in full bloom, Tang Yili stroked its petals twice with his hands, and heard a blind voice that was not answered.
Worrying about coming back, Tang Yili returned to the front desk, gave the service lady a good talk, and showed the old intimate photos of Xun Lang on her mobile phone before confirming her identity and getting the room card.
Before leaving, the service lady reminded Tang Yili, "In the early morning, Mr. Xun asked the front desk to send him cold medicine. He may be sick. You should go and take a look."
Tang Yili couldn't help but quicken her pace and went upstairs according to the index. When she came to the door of the room on the 16th floor, she knocked on the black door twice.
There is a Christmas decoration at the door, which is a golden bell. It shakes faintly with the knock on the door, but no one opens the door.
Tang Yili decisively swiped her card in.
The room was very dark. The curtains in the living room were half-opened. The suitcase stood in the shadow, standing intact. Going further inside was the bedroom. The door was ajar. Tang Yili pushed it open and walked in. Inside.
It was as dark as a rainy summer night, and there was a little bit of moisture in the room from bathing, and the smell of male hormones was dense.
Tang Yili stepped in and saw the bathrobe and suit hanging at the end of the bed. In the undulating sea of white, the first thing that caught his eye was an arm with strong muscles and clear lines.
Tang Yili took a deep breath and quickly lowered her eyes. However, she immediately realized that the person on the bed was still sleeping and no one was examining her behavior, so she regained her composure.
Looking further up the arm, Xun Lang's hair covers half of his face.
He was indeed sick, his face and lips were a little pale, and his breathing was a little rapid, one deep and one shallow, as if it was right in her ears.
In the narrow and dark room, a strange feeling of desire surged inexplicably.
Tang Yili felt that he might be a little sick, and it was immoral to have wild thoughts about a patient. It was too immoral.
She shook off the messy thoughts in her mind, walked to the bed, and simply woke up Xun Lang.
"Wake up..." She shook Xun Lang's arm, but stopped as soon as she touched it - it was hot -
"You have a fever... Xun Lang..." Tang Yili pushed his forehead hair away, reached out and tried again, and made sure that Xun Lang's fever was not too severe, so she called a few more times in his ear.
Xun Lang woke up, propped his head with one hand, calmed down for a while, then sat up, "You're here."
"How long have I slept?"
He was a little confused and couldn't remember the time at all. Naturally, he didn't remember that he fell asleep after taking a bath. His upper body was naked, his skin was smooth, and he had direct close contact with the air and the woman's eyes.
This is where the smell of male hormones in the air comes from.
Tang Yili deliberately avoided the sharp ravine on the man's waist, and only kept his eyes on Xun Lang's strong face.
"Yesterday you landed in the afternoon and I contacted you in the evening, but you didn't reply. You must have been sleeping until now."
Xun Lang nodded and gradually regained his memory.
Tang Yili saw the medicine box on the bedside and the package had been opened. Knowing that he had taken the medicine, he asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
"Fortunately, I ate at the airport, so I'm not too hungry," Xun Lang said, holding his head, "I'm just a little groggy."
Tang Yili: "Then you lie down and continue to sleep. I will come over to see you at noon and bring you something to eat."
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