Chapter 429 A sentence that sends people into chaos
Xun Lang asked casually in the dining room: "I heard that you skipped a grade. Have you been promoted to the third year of graduate school now?"
"I will only enter the third-year postgraduate course next month." Tang Yili corrected.
He just finished eating, took a sip of coffee, put down the cup, "Then will you graduate at the end of the year, or at the beginning of next year?"
"I will graduate early next year and I have been in France for just two years." Tang Yili raised his head, "What's wrong? I asked this suddenly."
"Nothing." Xun Lang's expression remained as usual.
Tang Yili didn't pay much attention.
After eating, she didn't ask Xun Lang to help clean up. She washed the cups and plates on the sink by herself, while Xun Lang stood aside.
A straight man is a straight man. Tang Yili cursed in her heart again. She didn't know what it was like to wash dishes. Xun Lang stood aside and followed him as if he was calm. He looked seriously and his body was upright. He was not leaning on the refrigerator.
Don't hold your chest or back either.
It seemed like he was observing something extraordinary.
Tang Yili glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, secretly feeling funny.
After the dishes were washed, she inserted each piece of white porcelain into the drain rack, took out a piece of kitchen paper, wiped her hands, and suddenly found a scrap of paper falling under her feet.
Tang Yili stepped back and bent down to pick it up. At this time, she didn't notice that the man behind her also moved a step. When she stood up and fell into Xun Lang's arms, she realized that the man was hugging her from behind.
His hands gently covered her soft waist, and his broad chest pressed against her back and shoulder blades. It was a bit harsh and warm, but he did not tighten his embrace, maintaining a relatively loose and caring state.
Not that she was filled with lust and her mind was full of obscenities, Tang Yili was not very repelled by the hug. She threw the scraps she picked up into the trash can and let the men surround her. She turned her head back and said, "Don't you rush?"
Plane?"
"Suddenly I don't want to go."
Xun Lang, such a rational and rigid person, actually said such willful words, Tang Yili was delighted, "You are the CEO. If you don't go to work, the earth won't know how to turn."
Xun Lang put his head on Tang Yili's forehead and looked at her with clear and serious eyes.
"I don't know whether the earth rotates or not, but if I go out of this door, I doubt whether I will continue to rotate."
This is really a sentence that makes people panic.
Maybe because he was too close, Tang Yili saw his panic expression in his dark eyes, which embellished the depth of his eyes.
"This is very unlike what you would say." Tang Yili finally found a sentence in a burst of mixed emotions. "How could you do such a coquettish thing? This is really unlike you,"
"Otherwise, what do you think I would say?" Xun Lang asked.
"Hmm..." Tang Yili pondered for a moment, "I don't know, you used to be like Meng Gourd, you would never beep if you could do it."
In the past, it was because he took everything at heart and secretly made decisions for the two of them that he came to the stage of divorce. Xun Lang knew that he had to make changes, starting today.
"Then I'll change it, okay?"
His relaxed posture was too tempting. Tang Yili raised his eyebrows and moved his head back.
"Xun Lang, what do you want to do?" She was full of vigilance and wanted to turn around and break away from this gentle and fatal trap, but Xun Lang simply hugged her.
"Let's start over, Ali."
Tang Yili's whole body was shaken, and he was a little slow to react, and then he immediately fell into a stalemate tug-of-war.
This is what Xun Lang has always wanted. Now, it may not be the best time, but there are too few opportunities for them to meet, so he can only seize the time.
"You always said that I was chased by you. Our relationship was your wishful thinking and I was forced to accept it. This time, give me a chance to chase you."
"Any theory is difficult to prove true and easy to falsify. There is no proof for what you say. Let me chase you and prove that you are not wishful thinking, okay?"
This may be the sweetest falsification process in the world.
Tang Yili was a little moved.
She is a 100% pretty girl, and it is difficult for her to refuse a luxurious package of coquettishness, peacemaking, and goodwill from a man who matches her aesthetics.
But in the end, uncertainty prevailed.
Tang Yili leaned her face on his condescending shoulder and asked in a muffled voice.
"Are you sure we're not making the same mistake again?"
"If the objects are each other, what does it matter if we make the same mistakes again? Have you met the second person in this world who is worthy of us making the same mistakes again?"
"I don't have any anyway."
Neither did Tang Yili.
If you never meet someone, will you have to wait forever and never look back until you die?
To be honest, whether you eat it or not, it just depends on whether the grass is fragrant or not.
Tang Yi pushed Xun Lang away with a courtesy and got out first.
Xun Lang looked solemn, but he listened to Tang Yili's words.
"You go ahead and chase me. Anyway, there are so many people chasing me. You are the only one chasing me. As for whether you can catch up, it depends on your performance. I can't guarantee your success."
Xun Lang breathed a sigh of relief and finally chuckled.
"Okay, thank you Miss Tang for giving me the opportunity."
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After discussing the deal in Paris, Xun Lang set off for the airport.
Before leaving, he asked if he could have a kiss. Tang Yili said, "I could have had a goodbye kiss, but you had already paid for it last night, so today's kiss has been deducted."
How dare Xun Lang argue, saying that you took the initiative yesterday.
He could only say okay and save this addiction until next time. As for when the next time would be, he couldn't say clearly.
He only has one year left to get his wife back, and he really needs to plan a flight between the two places.
Xun Lang left, and Tang Yili only sent him downstairs.
When he waved goodbye before getting in the car, Tang Yili was indeed reluctant to leave, but after turning around and going upstairs, she still felt as if she had been fooled.
The dog man only came here for more than 30 hours and completed the three consecutive operations of kissing, hugging and begging for forgiveness. Isn’t he too purposeful?
And isn’t she too easy to capture?
With self-questioning and self-dislike, Tang Yili's life is back on track.
After the start of the third year of graduate school, there were obviously fewer courses, which greatly facilitated Tang Yili's plan to work outside.
Because of the rise of Mongolian coats, not only end consumers have begun to recognize her name, but the fashion industry is also offering olive branches in various ways.
Who wouldn’t be jealous after seeing the popularity of this series? Taking advantage of Tang Yili’s willingness to work for others, two luxury brands also approached her, hoping to also plan an Oriental series.
Tang Yili compared the situations of the two companies and finally rejected the high-luxury one because the series they asked Tang Yili to make was only for the inland market in China.
In previous years, the large red and green cotton-padded jackets and zodiac leather goods were all masterpieces of his family. They were all based on the attitude of cutting leeks, and there was no aesthetic concept at all.
Therefore, Tang Yili chose the P family, which has a slightly lower brand.