After Tang Xiaoxiao returned to Hongyuan Hotel, he sat in the living room and ate roasted sweet potatoes, turned on the TV, and played some recent entertainment news, nothing special.

Next, Sheng Beiming has a normal routine every day, going out early and returning late to work, and occasionally accompanying his wife to pick up the children, full of good husband image.

A week has passed, Sheng Beiming has not appeared at the Hongyuan Hotel, and Zhou Yang has not received instructions to go to the Hongyuan Hotel.

Three meals a day are still delivered regularly by waiters.

The bodyguards at the door were still conscientious, but Tang Xiaoxiao never took the initiative to open the door once.

Tang Xiaoxiao was a little depressed, her mood began to become depressed, and her heart became more anxious.

I'm not in the mood to eat, but I still try to eat a lot every time.

Sitting on the couch all day looking out the window.

Sometimes I dream at night, and I dream that Tang Hao is very noisy, after that operation, her body is far worse than before, so I can often see her pale little face in my dreams, and Tang Mo, and I don't know if I have taken care of myself.

But every time she woke up and found that she was still in the suite, Tang Xiaoxiao would hold her head and cry suppressedly, but when the waiter came to check regularly, she would still recover quickly.

Such days lasted for half a month, and Zhou Yang finally came.

Carrying a large gift box.

After Zhou Yang came in, he handed the things to Tang Xiaoxiao, and when he got closer, it was easy to see the darkness in her eyes, and then stood next to the sofa and said, "Miss, have you been in a bad mood lately?" Didn't sleep well? The face looks dull. ”

Tang Xiaoxiao held the box in his hand, tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile: "No, probably because the room is not as bright as outside." ”

Zhou Yang nodded, indicating understanding, but he didn't mean to leave, and Tang Xiaoxiao's hand under the box was a little nervous.

Then I heard her say: "Mr. Sheng is really good to Miss, this is a cheongsam customized by the BF brand, Mr. Sheng probably thinks that Miss looks good last time, Mr. Sheng asked me to order a few sets, and several colors are complete." He pointed to the box in Tang Xiaoxiao's arms.

Tang Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, "Well, I like it too, the fabric is very high-grade and comfortable." ”

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "It's good if Miss likes it." ”

Tang nodded slightly.

After waiting for a few more seconds, there was some silence in the air, and Zhou Yang said, "Miss, then I'll go first?" ”

As soon as Zhou Yang stood up, Tang Xiaoxiao immediately stood up as well, his movements were a little hurried, a little big, but his eyes looked at Zhou Yang, with crampedness, nervousness, and worry.

Zhou Yang asked first, "Is there anything else?" ”

Tang Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, and then said, "I, how long am I going to be here?" ”

Zhou Yang was stunned, and paused before continuing: "Miss, this, this is not within the scope of my handling, but at present, it seems that it should always stay here." ”

As soon as the words landed, he saw the panic on Tang Xiaoxiao's face, and continued to ask, "Isn't this good?" ”

Tang Xiaoxiao suddenly became very decadent, as if he had been drained of all his strength. Sitting on the sofa very weakly, she suppressed the flame in her throat for Zhou Yang's words, and only shook her head gently.

Zhou Yang is gone.

After Tang Xiaoxiao finished washing up in the evening, he opened the box, chose a cyan cheongsam, and deliberately put on light makeup to cover the dullness of his face and make his face look a little more shiny.

I looked at the time, it was ten o'clock, sitting on the sofa, a little sleepy, but I looked at the door again, there was no movement, I couldn't help but feel sleepy, and I slept on the sofa.