Chapter 19: They really have a heart
"Someone's coming." Muling Rock Road.
When I opened the door, I could smell the smell of champagne lingering in the room.
Tang Xinhang sat on the expensive sofa in his classic sitting posture, watching the entertainment news in the United States, drinking champagne, and on the table in front of him were several empty bags of potato chips.
Someone is actually coming!
Xing Yue was surprised, peeked at Mu Lingyan, and thought to herself: "They really have a heart. ”
"Don't think nonsense, you go back to your room and rest." Mu Lingyan didn't look at Xingyue, but she actually knew what she was thinking!
Teddy couldn't help but smile and beckoned to Xingyue, and the two went upstairs one after the other.
Tang Xinhang drank all the champagne in the glass and said with a smile: "Look at the two of you, the previous hatred is all gone!" Relationship progressing fast? Is there a base? Thanks to the decaying capitalist countries, it really made your iron tree bloom! ”
"Shut up." Mu Lingyan gave Tang Xinhang a roll of his eyes, sat down on the sofa next to him, brought himself a glass of champagne, and asked him, "Why did you come here?" ”
Tang Xinhang sighed dissatisfiedly: "You took the beauty to fall in love on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, leaving me alone to look at the group of rough old men in China, not only did you not appreciate me, but you even asked me why I came?!" Do you hate me?! You dislike me, I'll go! ”
Tang Dashao's exaggerated acting skills did not impress Mu Lingyan, who changed to a more comfortable posture and looked at Tang Xinhang with interest, with a look of please continue your performance.
No one bought it, Tang Xinhang only felt bored, so he could only say honestly: "Before going abroad, didn't you let me be optimistic about Cheng Nansheng, he really moved." ”
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The next morning, Xingyue stretched out of the room and heard a small voice from the study on the third floor.
They spoke in English, and their voices were staccato and staccato, so Xingyue didn't hear what she was saying.
In the days that followed, there were many people coming and going in the villa, including Chinese and Americans, each with a thick set of papers, and even when they came out to drink and eat, they were talking to each other, and sometimes they would argue fiercely.
Mu Lingyan and Tang Xinhang were almost like living in a study.
On this day, Xingyue sat on the swing chair in the courtyard and read a book, and fell asleep after watching it.
The sound of the waves and the regular swing of the swing are the best hypnotic notes.
In her sleep, a chill on her fingertips made Xingyue slowly wake up.
She found that she had been carried into the house.
When she opened her eyes, she was facing the side of the window, which was already dark and dark.
"Awake?"
Hearing the voice, Xing Yue turned her head and saw Mu Lingyan wiping her hands with a wet wipe.
"Did I get my hands dirty?"
She got up and wanted to wipe herself, but was stopped by Mu Lingyan.
"I'll just do it." As she spoke, Mu Lingyan took out a piece of paper from under her hand and handed it to Ted behind her, and Ted left immediately after getting the paper.
"What's that?" Xingyue is puzzled, why does it seem so mysterious?
"Nothing." Mu Lingyan didn't explain much.
Xingyue didn't ask.
Looking at Ted's tired look just now, they must have just finished the meeting, thinking that Mu Lingyan came to see him as soon as he was busy, and he didn't even put down the information, so it would make sense for Ted to take it away immediately, after all, it was a valuable document, and it couldn't be wet and damaged.
"We're going back." Mu Lingyan said that he put the wet wipes he had finished wiping his hands on the chair next to the bed.
"So fast?"
Xingyue was a little surprised.
The month in Seattle was the most comfortable month she had since she woke up from a serious illness, and to be honest, she was a little reluctant.
Mu Lingyan rubbed the top of her hair.
"Later, I'll bring you back."
"Tut-tut... It's so sweet. A strange voice suddenly interjected.