Biting his lip, Xia Langlang's eyes were red with tears, "It's useless anymore, and I don't want to be said to be useless by you Tang Sa, because... because..."
Raising her hand, she roughly wiped away the tears running down her face, and yelled at him, "Because in my eyes, Xia Langlang, you, Tang Sa, are the most useless, useless, and useless man in the world.
—!"
After yelling, almost with frustration, he turned around and ran out crazily.
Tang Sa stood there, motionless, staring at her back in a daze. There were still clear scarlet fingerprints on her clean and beautiful left cheek.
He didn't chase.
Xiaoyu and Jane in the back seemed to be in a daze by this scene. They were so stunned that they didn't say anything, neither comforted nor stopped them, because they didn't know what to say.
At this time, An Yi walked out of the room. Even if she didn't look, she heard the quarrel in front of the door in the room.
"Tang Sa, Lang Lang is still young, don't take your unintentional words to heart." She walked to the door, looked at Tang Sa and said lightly, "Don't worry, I will take care of her. For the time being, I won't let her go back."
Bai Yue, I will try to find a safe place for her to take shelter."
"The family that is closest to Bai Yue and can provide assistance as soon as possible..."
"mafia."
Tang Sa murmured, but was interrupted by An Yi, as if he understood his thoughts early on.
"The organization that has secured the top spot in the mafia is very powerful. Although the third young master likes to play and is lazy, as far as I know, Miss Xuewei is still very enthusiastic."
Tang Sa nodded.
An Yi walked out and told Sean, "Sean, prepare an extra private plane for Miss Xia. The destination is Italy. Tell Miss Xia that the Roland family's move to mobilize reinforcements is very important and must not be delayed or failed."
"Okay, Miss An!"
Sean answered and hurriedly ran to the direction where Xia Langlang had just run to inform.
An Yi said no more, got into a car prepared in front of the door, and ordered to drive towards the landing site——
Tang Sa didn't move, still standing in front of the door and watching. It wasn't until he saw Xia Langlang responded, solemnly saying that he promised to complete the task and leaving in the car that he finally turned around and walked towards the back bedroom.
"Master Tang——"
Xiaoyu was a little worried, looked at him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you... okay? The injuries on your face... are all bruised... Do you need help to deal with them..."
"No."
He interrupted, with a calm face, "I deserve this slap..."
After that, he turned and walked towards the bedroom.
Xiaoyu wanted to say something else, but Jane stopped her with a gentle look. It wasn't until he returned to his room and the sound of the door closed that he slowly said, "What he blames himself for is not that he spoke too harshly just now, but that he allowed Miss Xia to experience danger.
But there is nothing I can do and I can’t go along with it.”
"Is it because of the stone that I can't accompany you?"
Xiaoyu raised his head and asked.
Jane nodded, then shook her head, "Actually, it's because Master Tang understands that even if he goes with him this time, his role in this war will be minimal, and he may even cause trouble. And this time he came to Mont Blanc to survey,
There is no need to delay the research on chips for Master Tou, and he is indispensable. Faced with such a situation, ordinary people will definitely bear the brunt of following the past for the sake of the one they love, instead of thinking about it before and after, but Master Tang considers
Too close, too many concerns. Therefore, Master Tang is blaming himself, blaming himself for his rationality, and also annoyed that he actually agreed in his heart...Miss Xia's last words that were filled with anger."
Hearing this, Xiaoyu exclaimed, "Jane, I have only known Master Tang for a short time... To be honest, you... make me look at you with admiration."
"Actually, it's nothing. In the past two years, I was enthusiastic about the works of the famous psychologist Professor Lin Mo. I read them all word by word, so I developed the habit of sometimes analyzing people's psychology. Now let's talk about it.
, it should be attributed to the fascinating writing of Professor Lin's books." Jian smiled, pointed to the dining table behind her, and said, "Miss Yan, drink the medicinal porridge quickly, your stomach will not be able to bear it if it gets cold."
"Okay, thank you. I'll do it by myself next, Jane, go ahead and do your work."
Nodding, Xiaoyu stepped forward, picked up the medicinal porridge and spoon that Jane had filled, and started to drink it spontaneously. Jane responded with a hum and walked out——
Walking outside the living room, Jane stretched and breathed fresh air.
Looking up at the sky, I can't help but think of the days when I devoted myself to reading Lin Mo's psychology classics...
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"What are you looking at?" In the dim room, the man's voice was clear and grainy in the air, low in texture, clear and gentle.
"Psychology." She raised her head from the desk, pushed up the black-framed eyes on her face, and smiled at the man standing in the light in front of the door, "Have you heard of Lin Mo, a psychologist who is very popular recently?"
The man walked over without replying. He stood in front of the desk, took the book in her hand, put it on his long and clean fingertips, and slowly reviewed it.
"How's it going? Are you interested? Do you want me to lend it to you?"
She looked at him, held her cheeks and smiled, "The writing is good, but the analysis is a little gloomy. This person must have had great psychological trauma and regrets, but I think you should like the tone."
He still didn't reply, he just put down the book and his eyes fell on the ink word "author" in the book -
"What's wrong?" She stood up, her words confused, "Why don't you speak?"
"It's nothing." The man's mouth moved, his face was calm, no expression could be seen, but his voice was gentler and more elegant than an oil painting, "Why are you looking at this?"
"Why?"
Pushing up her glasses, she responded directly, "Because psychology can help me understand you better... Mr. Brando."
When she finished speaking, he gave a low chuckle. It was a smile, but it was just a lighter tone than usual.
"Are you laughing at me?" She was displeased and put her hands on her hips.
"Jane, there's one thing you still don't understand."
He looked down at her with quiet eyes, "Whether you know me or not is not up to you, but depends on whether I am willing to let you understand, do you understand?"
"Then, what do you want?" She was still brave.
He didn't say anything, put down the book, and whispered, "The research you mentioned above has passed, let's proceed."
Indifferent as water, without emotion.
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the door.
The room was left dark and dark in color.
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(Thank you dear Satifuil for the silent gold medal, okay!)