Smoking, in Xun Lang's dictionary, is synonymous with bad learning.
And when did Tang Yili start smoking?
She herself couldn't explain it clearly. It seemed that she smoked it for the first time in Yemei and it felt good. Later, she developed a liking for cool cigarettes with explosive beads. She stayed up late and worked overtime. She smoked occasionally, but bought a pack.
She can smoke for a long time and does not carry it with her, so even she does not consider herself a smoker.
Let Xun Lang catch him tonight, and Tang Yili felt guilty.
She hesitated: "When we broke up, I was very unhappy, so I smoked a few times..."
Tang Yili quickly showed weakness, mainly because Xun Lang's look was too scary.
"I won't smoke anymore, it's not okay."
In order to deepen this feeling of helplessness, Tang Yili rode on Xun Lang's lap and rocked back and forth.
Unfortunately, Xun Lang was not swayed.
He asked again: "Besides smoking, what other outrageous things did you do during the time we broke up?"
Tang Yili's heart skipped a beat and blurted out, "Wei Ran didn't tell you?"
"Wei Ran?"
over!
Tang Yili knew that he had no silver here, and when he was about to cry without tears, he heard Xun Lang say.
"Wei Ran didn't tell me anything, so do you want to tell me yourself?"
Tang Yili complained secretly.
Why did she think Xun Lang was cold and cold before? Look at tonight, he looked like he had drunk two hundred kilograms of vinegar. While drinking, he told her, "It's all over the place."
So, did she dare not to tell her? If she didn't tell him, he would ask Wei Ran if Wei Ran's grandson could keep her?
Rather than asking Xun Lang to hear it from Wei Ran, it would be better for her to surrender and ask for leniency.
Tang Yili hummed in a low voice: "Just, just last Christmas Eve, I met someone..."
Xun Lang squeezed her harder and harder, and Tang Yili began to gasp unconsciously.
"Go on."
"I met a person who looks a lot like you... looks like you when he doesn't smile, but not when he smiles..."
"continue!"
"I was so attracted to him that I almost made a date with him... I missed you..."
Tang Yili asked herself that she had tried her best to express her love for Xun Lang, but she still underestimated the man's jealousy.
Even if he was nominally single, Xun Lang would not allow Tang Yili to control her sexual rights at will.
The one who can help her solve her needs must be him.
The world was turned upside down, Tang Yili's face felt a strange force, and he was slapped on the pillow, and then he was fucked until he cried for his father and mother.
Xun Lang was aloof, looking down at her with a bit of hatred.
"Tang Yili, when will you behave better?"
"I'm very good now."
The shoulder strap slipped a little and hung loosely on his shoulders. With tears in his eyes, Tang Yili looked back at him. That innocent and fragile look was indeed very good.
But why did he want to bully her even more?
Seriously, teach her a lesson.
…
Tangfeng has been working in the textile industry for half his life. The degree of combing of the fabric can be seen by just looking at it with his eyes. He doesn't even have to touch it with his hands.
Although he was familiar with fabrics, he had no idea about making clothes out of fabrics.
He didn't know what fashion trends or what girls liked. He didn't have the discernment, but his daughter got up early and called him and asked Tangfeng to go to Marie Claire to look at the photos for her.
The studio shooting was released today, and this is what Tang Yili said, "I can't believe that Gu Pan, and Annie is too naive. Dad, you go with Annie to support her."
Tang Feng has a black streak on his head.
On the phone, Tang Yili was obviously hungover, and how could a father have the heart to say it?
So, Tang Feng came anyway, wearing a Chinese stand-up collared shirt and Tai Chi pants, sitting out of place in the coldly decorated projection room.
Anne next to her wanted to laugh, but held it back.
After a while, Gu Pan came. After entering the house, he went straight to Tang Feng and took the initiative to shake hands with him. "I'm sorry to keep Mr. Tang waiting for so long. Mrs. Ji is watching the movie with us today. She is going upstairs.
Let’s start right away.”
Tang Feng was slightly surprised, took back his hand, sat down, and said it didn't matter if we wait.
But in my heart, I was a little puzzled by the sudden appearance of my in-laws.
Is this the job of a mother-in-law to review her daughter-in-law?
He and Anne looked at each other, both of them looking strange.
Soon, Xun Miaoyun entered the room surrounded by people. She seemed to have known that Tang Feng was there. Not surprisingly, she came in to chat with him and explained, "Editor Gu and I are friends, and Yili Clothing is on the cover this time."
, I’m curious, come here to join in the fun, don’t think I’m disturbing you, in-laws.”
Tang Feng: "How could it be possible? Ah Li told me that it was you who helped her get the chance to make clothes. She only had this opportunity because of her husband's family."
Xun Miaoyun smiled, sat opposite Tang Feng, and said, let's get started.
Gu Pan plugged in the USB flash drive himself, "This is sent from the photography department. Take a look at it. If there are no problems with the brand, we will type and print it."
The blinds in the conference room slightly dimmed the light, and the projection screen soon began to rotate photos, with model pictures jumping frame by frame in different styles.
Each frame of photo lasts for ten seconds and automatically jumps to the next one. Everyone is looking at it very seriously, so they were all stunned when the street candid photo suddenly popped up.
Mainly because I didn't respond.
How could a nice studio scene turn into a street scene, a highly dim and blurry scene with almost no focus, just the flow of traffic and people.
The photo quickly jumped to the next frame. Tang Feng recognized his daughter first - wearing a suspender skirt and flipping up her long hair. She was talking to a man next to her. She raised her head slightly. She had obviously been drunk and her smile was a little out of control.
, there was a girl supporting her beside her, and the three of them looked very close to each other.
Annie was puzzled and spoke first: "What's going on?"
Gu Pan pretended to smile nervously: "Did the photography team make a mistake and brought over the content from the entertainment version?"
"I'll ask them to delete it."
Gu Pan pretended to pull out the USB flash drive.
"Don't delete it yet, let's talk about it after reading it."
Xun Miaoyun leaned back on the chair, her expression unchanged, but her tone became much colder. She didn't even give Tang Feng a look before giving an order, staring at the curtain.
Tang Feng's heart sank, and his palms became a little sweaty.
He still knew the virtues of his daughter. The date was clearly marked on the photo. His daughter must have taken advantage of Xun Lang's absence last night to go out again.
Tang Feng cursed in his heart, this Ah Li, don't even look at her current status?! The daughter-in-law of the Ji family! How many pairs of eyes are staring at her, but she still dares to do anything wrong.
Look, it's in Xun Miaoyun's hands. I'm afraid today won't end well!
The photos continued to flash, and after Tang Yili, Xun Lang appeared again.
It should have been taken in another place, with the hotel entrance in the background. Zhike opened the car door, Xun Lang bent down and stepped out of the car, subconsciously fastening the buttons on his waist.
Wrapped in a smart suit, Xun Lang showed up at the hotel. It made sense to say he was going to a meeting, but looking at the time, it was 11:30 at night, so it was probably a meeting or a tryst.