As soon as Michael Warren came out of the cubicle, Liz Warren and her two daughters hurriedly greeted her. Liz explained the situation to Michael, but Michael didn't say much and let his wife ramble. He glanced around, and suddenly landed somewhere. Liz noticed, and turned her head as well.

It was the first time they had seen the woman so closely. She was smiling and talking to several police officers and Phil's lawyer. She was young, pretty, with a slender figure, and her medium-length black hair was a little messy, pinned behind her ears. Despite being dressed casually, dark blue skinny jeans and black snow boots, with a gray and white plaid coat over it, it may look a little hotter than on TV and in the newspapers. Michael, she thinks, is the kind of Asian girl who will definitely be whistling when she walks on the road, but looking at the calf line, you are worried about whether she will fuck or not know what karate. Liz turned her head to find her husband still looking up and down. With that look on his face, she knew what he was thinking. Liz slapped Michael in the face. "That's your son's head coach, don't look at her like a prostitute. Her slap was not light, and her voice was loud.

Michael reacted and grabbed Liz by the wrist, "I was fucking beaten up by your son, and you damn bitch want to beat me up too, right?"

As soon as Phil went out and heard this, he jumped up in front of Michael Warren and pushed Michael back hard in the chest. "Fucking let me hear you call me mom bitch again, I'll kill you!!"

Michael staggered back a few steps, but was able to be held back by one of the two girls to keep him from falling. As soon as he stood still, he shook off his daughter's hand, his face was ashamed and annoyed, and he shouted, "Officer, officer, look at this bastard, he just fucking threatened to kill me!!!You have to keep detaining him!!"

There was a policeman who was right next to them and witnessed what was happening. He glanced coldly at Michael and said, "Mr. Warren, maybe you should pay attention to the name of this young gentleman's mother. ”

Phil had been pulled by Liz and his agent, but he was still glaring at his real father, and if it wasn't the police station, his saliva would have been spat in his face. Even though Michael's face had already been swollen by him. After a few seconds, Phil turned to his mother. Suppressing his anger, he crooked his mouth and asked, "Will he go back tonight?"

Liz looked at her son, then at the agent and the officer, with a helpless and embarrassed smile. "Philip, I'm married to him. You have to understand......"

Phil turned around and walked away, and that's when he saw the manager. The agent whispered in his ear: "As soon as Christine arrived, the program went quickly. ”

Lu Ling basically saw what had just happened. This was actually the first time she had met Phil's father and mother. She thought they should be around forty years old, but from her perspective, the two men didn't look like Nick who was about the same age. Maybe it's because their previous lives were harder, maybe it's because Nick doesn't look like thirty-nine. She didn't know which one it was.

Phil's father was only a little shorter than Phil, not very strong, bald, and had a tattoo of a spider web on his neck. Phil's mother was probably around five feet five, a little bloated, wearing heavy makeup, and carrying a Hermès bag on her shoulder. In addition, there are two girls. One is very similar to Phil's father, and the other is more like his mother. Lu Ling guessed that they were Phil's sisters.

When Lu Ling's gaze fell on Phil, Phil turned his face away. She saw a little shame on the boy's face, fleeting. Phil immediately walked over to her. He looked at her, with a little embarrassment and a lot of apologies, and said vaguely, "Boss, I'm sorry. And also...... Thank you. ”

Phil has a bag on his forehead, a band-aid on his right eyebrow bone, and a small cut at the corner of his mouth. Lu Ling carefully examined Phil's face and looked into Phil's eyes again. There was a little more apprehension in the boy's black eyes. She smiled at him, covered her mouth and whispered to him, "At least he's hurt worse than you." I don't allow my players to fight, but if it happens, I can't fucking lose. ”

Phil looked at her in surprise, his eyes instantly shining. Then, he laughed like a little boy, "Shit, I really want to kiss you." The agent quickly pulled his arm when he heard this, looking worried. Phil looked at his agent like a fool, "What the am I kidding, can I kiss my head coach here? I'm not retarded." The agent shrugged. Phil whispered to the manager again, "Wait for me in a moment." ”

Phil took a few steps back and thanked the kind officer. The officer nodded at him and smiled and lip-synced "Rangers" to the QPR manager. Lu Ling immediately laughed too, it turned out that the "there is a colleague who is a QPR fan" in the mouth of the police officers just now is this colleague. Then, she looked at Phil's mother and two sisters, and she nodded in greeting. They smiled at her, too.

Phil looked at his mother and two sisters and asked, "The nanny has already brought Tianna home, has she?"

Liz replied, "Yes, don't worry, Philip, that girl has always taken good care of her." ”

Phil licked his lips, and then, his gaze turned to his own father. Michael's eyes were a little evasive, but he also squinted at him. Phil burst out laughing, and Michael looked a little overwhelmed for a moment. Phil shook his head and turned around. He signaled to the manager, his agent and his lawyer that he was fine.

He wanted to get out of here, as soon as possible.

As they walked out, a whistle sounded behind them.

Michael's voice came out, "Jap Bitch......"

Phil clenched his fists. Lu Ling hurriedly grabbed Phil's wrist. He had a lot of strength, and she couldn't actually hold it at all.

"Phil, don't worry, I'll teach Michael a lesson!" Liz's voice said. "Do you fucking know that word doesn't work? This is the police department, if she sues you for race/race/ism...... And she's not Japanese at all, she's Chinese......"

"Chinese? I thought she was Korean. ”

"Then you fucking call her Jap Bitch?!"

"They all look about the same ......"

……

In the cold wind, Phil said goodbye to his agent and lawyer, politely thanked them for coming on Christmas night, and said he wanted to stay with the manager a little longer and not go back in their car. The agent told Phil not to worry too much, saying that he would find a way to deal with the PR problems after that. However, Phil's agent looked at Lu Ling with some hesitation before leaving. Lu Ling glanced at Phil, and said to Phil's agent with a smile: "You don't have to worry too much, I will talk to Phil first and then decide on the punishment." ”

Phil's steps were slow, and he looked at the night and let out a sudden self-deprecating sound. "Now, you know I'm kind of upbringing in our family. Yes, my dad was a complete jerk, racist, sexist, and my mom was a bit of a ...... too" His voice was especially lonely on this icy Christmas night.

Lu Ling interrupted him, "Don't say it, Phil, I didn't take it to heart. Let's get out of here while there are no reporters yet. And ......" she turned back, and the incandescent lights in the police station were bright and bright. She remembers, and he tells her that he almost joined the gang...... She looked at Phil and said firmly to the scarred boy, "This place doesn't belong to you, it didn't belong before, it doesn't belong now, and it won't be. ”

Phil also glanced back at the police station. Then he smirked at the manager. "That's what I thought, too. ”

****

Phil drilled into the co-pilot. Benjamin's brow moved.

"Holy **!!, your whole club is here!!" Phil muttered again, "Oh no, there's Hans missing." ”

Backseat.

"Are you alright?" asked Patrick softly.

"Yes. Hopefully, the reporters will get the news later. Lu Ling was a little tired, and subconsciously leaned on Patrick's shoulder. She immediately felt that this might not be the right move, but Pat had already hugged her up. She hesitated, then leaned back to him.

Benjamin looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Phil, do you need to check it out? We can go to Harrington, I'll give Alice a call, although there's a good chance she'll beat me up......" Lu Ling asked.

"I'm fine, boss. Phil interrupted the head coach, then turned his entire upper body and asked very seriously, "Boss, do you have anything to eat at home?" ”

"Turkey?" Lu Ling thought for a moment, she and Pat had only eaten about a quarter, and most of it was on the table.

"Great! I like that stupid bird!" exclaimed Phil. Then he said to Benjamin, "Driver, let's go to the boss's house." ”

Patrick whispered to the girl in his arms, "You all call it a stupid bird, but your attitude is completely different. ”

Benjamin turned around and suddenly said, "I'm hungry too." ”

Lu Ling said, "It's enough for the two of you to eat, and some baked potato sticks." However, don't expect too much, it's all a bit hard. She whispered to Patrick, "You roasted the turkey, I made the pasta, and we flattened?"

Patrick grinned a little and snorted above her head.

Phil looked back again, he felt that the two were very close, but they didn't seem to be close enough to be lovers. He didn't doubt that if they did reconcile, Pat's lips would have been closed. With Patter's virtue fucking he certainly wouldn't care about being seen by Benjamin and himself. Maybe Peter can't be seen by Benjamin. Phil thought as he thought he was witty.

Lu Ling moved his ass forward at this time, and called Phil's name meaningfully.

"I know, I know. If I go to your house, you have to talk to me. Okay, let's talk, let's talk. Phil said, glancing at Patrick and then at Benjamin, and continued, "But I don't want these two to hear it. ”

"Of course. Lu Ling said.

Phil nodded his chin and sat upright, "Four Londoners." We're really a club in London!"

"You just said 'your whole club is here'?" Benjamin turned his head to Phil, a little unsure of what Phil meant by "you", as if Phil himself was not from this club.

Phil leaned into the co-pilot and said in a strange voice and intonation, "I'm in love with my manager's club." He had expected to see Benjamin and Patrick's embarrassed expressions. But when the two men heard this, they laughed together, but neither of them spoke. Phil was a little depressed. He took out his mobile phone and called the nanny to inquire about his daughter's condition. Tianna had already slept, and he was much more relieved. He hung up the phone, and then he saw the wrapped gift box. "Who gave it to whom?" asked Phil.

"I gave it to her. Benjamin turned a corner.

"Who is she?"

"Linglu. Lu Ling. Christine. ”

"Who gave her a Christmas present? I didn't even give it. Also, you're in love with your head coach, and you don't want to call her boss, aren't you fucking afraid she'll let you go to the bench? What the fuck is in there?" Phil shook curiously.

Benjamin glanced at Phil and looked ahead in the dark. He hadn't heard her all the time. He asked her a little angrily, "Do you mind...... " and in the middle of his sentence, he noticed that she seemed to be asleep in the rearview mirror, leaning on Pat's shoulder. Pat kept his head down, seemingly unconcerned about his conversation with Phil.

Phil was already ready to dismantle it, and he hesitated a little. After all, this is a Christmas gift from a man to a woman he likes and may even love. Although Benjamin Hamilton is an arrogant bastard. But Benjamin Hamilton is an arrogant bastard......

"Don't, Phil. Patrick's voice came from behind, soft, soft. "That's already hers. ”

Phil thinks so. Suddenly he began to sing aloud:

“e paid for your hats，paid for your haaaats

haastecouncil tax，paid for your hats!”

(We paid for your hat, we paid you for your hat, what a waste of council tax, we paid for your hat!)

The song was a tease of the English police by England fans. On match days, especially important matches, police officers can be seen everywhere. Clearly, the fans had fun with the policemen's distinctive hats. Phil had just come out of the police station and thought of the song. However, he just thought the lyrics of the song were funny, and he didn't feel that he had paid taxes in vain. Anyway, in the case just now, his council tax may still be worth it.

Lu Ling jerked off Patrick's shoulder.

Phil knew that the manager was asleep, but it didn't matter, she had also been woken up by her loud singing.

Phil looked back and smiled, "We're at your house, boss." ”

Patrick enters the code, and the door opens. Then he touched her cheek with the back of his hand. "Are you okay?"

Lu Ling had come to her senses, she took a deep breath and nodded. But she immediately called Phil's name, and Phil craned his neck and waited to be trained.

"Shit, Phil, you are the song...... I almost thought I was back 10 years ago, I thought I really didn't pay the council tax, and that was a nuisance. ”

"Okay, okay, you didn't pay it, I'll make it up for you. Phil muttered and got out of the car, still holding the gift box in his hand, "I didn't open your gift, is it flat?"

Benjamin, who also got out of the car, and Patrick looked at Phil together.

What the is this?!

****

Everyone went into the house. It was warm in the house. As soon as Phil came in, he yelled "so hot".

Lu Ling took off his coat and hung it up, lamenting in his heart that this Christmas night was really long and dramatic. When she turned around, she was stunned for half a second.

Patrick muttered in her ear, "Baby, he's a ten-year-old boy, and I don't know how he's going to raise his daughter on his own." ”

"I'm really worried about Tiana. Lu Ling shook his head helplessly. Phil in front of her not only took off his coat, but also picked up his inner T-shirt and threw it on the ground. Now, Phil walked into her living room topless, and was still lamenting that her home was not luxurious.

"I'm going to get the little boy some ice cubes for him to put on them. Patrick said as he walked into the living room.

Lu Ling turned sideways slightly, looked at Ben behind him, and said sincerely, "Thank you tonight." "She'll have to find a way to get him to stop it all then, but not now.

Benjamin hung up his coat. Look at her. Her T-shirt was a bit short to cover her navel, and it was just as tight as jeans. It's a very simple combination, but every detail outlined is very tempting. He felt so hot at this point, too.

Lu Ling realized that Ben was dressed more formally. Her brow furrowed slightly.

"I said, I'm happy to help. Benjamin looked away and turned back. Seeing her expression, he probably knew what she was thinking, so he explained, "I was going to go to my parents. ”

"Oh......"

"Don't worry. He laughed, "I'm not going to go until I work as a chauffeur for the Queen." He said, his eyes drifting to the gift box on the cabinet next to her.

Lu Ling noticed his gaze, hesitated for two seconds, looked at him and said solemnly: "Ben, there is no need for the player to give the head coach a Christmas gift. ”

Benjamin stepped closer and stared into her eyes, "I can make up a Christmas present tomorrow for every coach on the coaching staff and even every staff member at the club, if you want to be reasonable." ”

Benjamin found that her brow was furrowed even deeper, and there was already anger in her eyes. He was a little helpless. This is indeed typical of Hamilton. She certainly wouldn't like it. So he changed his tone and pretended to be relaxed, "It's just a little thing, it's not expensive at all, and it won't be out of place, I promise." Hope you like it. She didn't speak, he looked at her for a moment, nodded, and headed for the living room.

Patrick is coming this way. He says hello to Ben and tells him that the turkey and baked potato strips are on the kitchen table. Benjamin politely said thank you.

"What's wrong?" Patrick saw her expression.

Lu Ling gestured to the gift box with his gaze.

Patrick walked over to the cabinet, picked up the box, and felt it. He asked tentatively, "You seem to already know what it is?"

Lu Ling smiled bitterly: "I may have received the same gift. ”

Patrick thought for a moment, and then, he smiled. "On your seventeenth birthday, a Korean boy gave you this. ”

"Do you remember that?"

"Yes. ”

Lu Linggang wanted to speak. Phil's voice rang out, high-pitched, "Boss, can we talk first? I don't want to eat turkey while worrying about what punishment you're going to give me?"

"Your son. Patrick cocked the corners of his mouth, smug.

"Your son. Lu Ling glared at him.

"Okay, let's adopt him together. It just so happened that Tianna was also adopted. Patrick blinked.

Lu Ling's eyes widened. Adopt two at a time? Lu Ling felt that he couldn't take care of even one. Of course, if you really want to adopt, it will probably be more important to adopt Tianna than to adopt Phil. She thought of the little girl. Cute and "scary" creatures. She called to Phil as she walked to the living room, "Come to the gym." She looked at her watch again, "Quick, there's a game tomorrow." You can bring your turkey and potatoes with you, I don't mind. Also, put your damn t-shirt on me, I don't care if there's blood on it, my house isn't a stadium, there's no such rule. ”

Phil walked up to her naked/topless with a plate, chewing on the turkey meat in his mouth and saying aggrievedly, "But boss, I'm hot, I'm going to sweat a lot when I wear it......"

Lu Ling had to work hard to keep a straight face. This is obviously a muscular adult man who is close to six feet two (188cm) tall, and his face still bears the marks of a fight at this time. How the hell did he fit his soul into this body?" "She didn't want to waste any more time.

****

Benjamin eats slowly. He was indeed a little hungry, but not very appetizing. He finally came to her house, but it was like this. He didn't know how to describe what had happened tonight. He didn't eat much, he didn't feel hungry anymore, and it was over.

Patrick was playing a game in the living room when he glanced over there, "Ben, just leave the plate there." Someone will collect it tomorrow. "He and Tina rarely close their own crops. Unless there are few plates, they will play around together and wash them.

Benjamin said, "Okay, thank you. He went back to the living room and glanced at the Xbox, thinking about him calling her baby, and thinking about how close she had been to him all the way. Benjamin asked abruptly, "Are you reconciled?" and he felt that he had never said such a direct word in his whole life.

Patrick glanced at Benjamin, didn't speak, and threw him a handle.

Benjamin then looked at the screen seriously. Forza Motorsport. He also loves the game. Or is there really a boy who doesn't like racing games?

"How many plates?" asked Benjamin, picking up the handle.

Patrick shrugged. "Whatever. 166 Reading Network