Because he fell asleep only in the latter half of the night, when Xiang Xiaochuang woke up the next day, it was already three o'clock in the morning. He habitually looked for Du Jiawen's figure, and when he saw the unfamiliar decorations, he burst into laughter.
After all, it was already early winter. She opened half of the window and immediately felt the awe-inspiring chill. It blew from the surface of her skin to the depths of her heart.
His head suddenly woke up, and he realized that his room was actually a very large space. In harmony with the architecture of the entire house, the furnishings in his room were also antique.
In New York, where land is at a premium, Tang's family is naturally confident enough to own such a spacious house.
Stroking the curtains thoughtfully, something suddenly moved in my heart. The curtains were obviously newly replaced, reflecting the large brocade tulips. The faint golden threads were illuminated by the sun, like fish scales, glowing with a light luster.
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Taking a closer look at the furnishings, they were all exquisite antiques or imitation antiques. It seemed that Mr. Tang still cared a lot about her, but she still felt a little confused. He had made arrangements for her arrival with all his heart, but he was always at odds with her.
Is the polite and indifferent Boss Tang really his father?
He hesitantly opened the door, but was suddenly startled. At the door were the two door gods Du Jiawen and Tang Xiangtian, and the atmosphere seemed unfriendly. I couldn't help but asked blankly: "What's wrong?"
"I was waiting for you. I didn't expect you to recognize the bed at all. You slept so well." Tang Xiangtian smiled brightly. Anyone who saw his smile would mistakenly think that he was a sunny boy without any scheming.
Seeing that she was a little stunned, Tang Xiangtian simply took her hand and said, "Let's go, father is waiting for you to have breakfast together!"
Xiang Xiaochuang suddenly blushed: "Oh, I got up late today, why didn't you call me?"
"You have jet lag, it doesn't matter if you get up a little later." Tang Xiangtian pulled her and walked towards the stairs. Xiang Xiaochuang couldn't help but look back, and Du Jiawen followed her with a wry smile.
"Xiaochang..." He shouted softly, and Xiang Xiaochuang stopped.
"Thank you for sending me back." She obviously had a thousand words to say, but when the words came to her lips, she just said such a polite word. She felt stiff and perfunctory, so she turned back embarrassedly.
"Of course I will send you off. I will send you off wherever I go." Du Jiawen said calmly, as if he was just stating something that everyone knew, ignoring Tang Xiangtian's staring eyes.
Xiang Xiaochuang was stunned for a moment before continuing to move.
Boss Tang still sat at the main seat, and the other three people did not need to be polite and sat down in the same seats as yesterday. Du Jiawen's eyes always glanced at Xiang Xiaochuang intentionally or unintentionally.
"Xiaochuang, I don't know what you like to eat, so I prepared some porridge and side dishes according to Chinese customs."
Xiang Xiaochuang was a little flattered, and he really couldn't adapt to the fact that he had lost his father for nothing.
"Thank you. It's already abundant. In fact, I don't care. I usually just get soy milk and fried dough sticks."
"How can that be done? No wonder he looks sallow and skinny." Boss Tang said dissatisfiedly, his eyes glanced at Du Jiawen intentionally or unintentionally, as if Xiang Xiaochuang's thinness today was his fault.
However, he didn't say it clearly. Du Jiawen wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't. He could only smile bitterly and lower his head to drink his porridge.
Xiang Xiaochuang ate her breakfast nervously. Everyone seemed to be kind to her, but she just felt like there was no place to put her hands and feet. She missed the warmth of having breakfast with Du Jiawen, and suddenly her face turned red, as if she had thought about something.
He was so shameless that he almost buried his head in the bowl of porridge.
"Isn't it to your liking?" Boss Tang asked with concern, but Xiang Xiaochuang was almost choked by the porridge.
"No, it's very good porridge, but I just feel like I'm not used to it..." Xiang Xiaochuang swallowed a mouthful of hot porridge and answered hastily.
"Then let's have one more bowl."
Xiang Xiaochuang had no appetite at first, but because of this sentence, he had no choice but to add another bowl. Du Jiawen seemed to be relieved and added a bowl of porridge himself.
"From now on, this will be your home, so don't be formal." Mr. Tang said gently. There was no touching scene of father and daughter meeting. It seemed that Xiang Xiaochuang just went away to study for a semester.
Although he knew that Mr. Tang was a figure in the scene, Xiang Xiaochuang still felt strange. The kind of warmth that suddenly gave birth to a blood connection when facing the photo of his mother did not appear when facing Mr. Tang.
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As for Du Jiawen, it was a different story. The worry about sending Xiang Xiaochuang to recognize her relatives was fully confirmed by Boss Tang's words. He - it was clear that he was not ready to let Xiang Xiaochuang go back, and wanted to keep her here.
New York……
But he and she are so close, can he just accept his fate? The word "acceptance" has never been in Du Jiawen's dictionary. He pursed his lips and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, but Du Jiawen still looked calm.
"Mr. Du still has official business, so I won't force you to stay. Xiangtian, take Xiao Chuang out for a walk. You will be solely responsible for adding anything to the list." Mr. Tang laughed very gently, but he clearly
Du Jiawen and Xiang Xiaochuang separated quietly.
Of course Du Jiawen was not reconciled to this situation, but after Boss Tang spoke, he seemed to have no reason to hang on. He could only turn to Xiang Xiaochuang: "Xiaochuang, do you want to come to the company with me?
I haven’t seen Tianwei for a long time!”
Xiang Xiaochuang's expression moved slightly, but Tang Xiangtian had already taken over: "Today I took Xiaochuang to buy some things. Although the room is decorated, it still lacks some little girl's things. The owner always has to go and see it himself.
Only if you win. I am a grown man, but I don’t know Xiaochuang’s taste.”
Du Jiawen frowned deeply. Only then did he realize that not all dreams have a chance to be realized, and not all words can be kept and said slowly. In front of Xiang Xiaochuang's family members who suddenly popped out, he
He has no position anymore. However, between giving up and compromising, he will always choose to persist.
Xiang Xiaochuang, he will not let go easily.
Boss Tang glanced over with sharp eyes. Du Jiawen's persistence was clearly written on his face. Although he didn't want Xiang Xiaochuang to have anything to do with this playboy, the child Xiang Xiaochuang didn't want to get rid of was, after all,
He is also his son.
He quickly made a calculation in his mind. If he had not broken the engagement, he would not allow Xiang Xiaochuang to follow him behind him like this again without being identified.
Unlike Tang Xiangtian who has fully integrated into New York, Mr. Tang is still an old-fashioned Chinese man at heart. Nowadays, he is still used to wearing a Chinese jacket instead of a suit in the deep house compound. Therefore, of course he is not willing to let his unborn grandson become an illegitimate child.
.However, he did not want Xiang Xiaochuang to be wronged.