Deliberately attack

Rao Tang Yili had already hidden his emotions well, but this sigh still attracted Xun Lang's sideways glance.

In the quiet space, Xun Lang's voice reveals a calmness that is incomprehensible.

He asked, "What happened today?"

This was the third time he had asked tonight, and what he got was still Tang Yili, without the three-character scripture of "nothing".

Obviously this is not a "nothing" attitude, there must be something, that's why it is like this, Tang Yili has already acted very lonely at the evening table, others are not familiar with Tang Yili, they think she is just aloof, but Xun Yili Lang knew clearly that there was a difference between Tang Yili's high-coldness who was in a good mood and the high-coldness who was in a bad mood.

Thinking of some possibility, Xun Lang took the initiative to pierce the cocoon in Tang Yili's heart.

He asked: "Is it because the Ji family did not invest in Fontan?"

It stands to reason that only Ji Nanyun and the person in charge of Fengtang's call to collect money would know that Xun Lang is not in charge of strategic investment. If he got the news so quickly, then he can only say——

"I asked someone to call to ask you about Mr. Ji's begging for food. Everyone in your company knows about it, right?"

Tang Yili's attitude was a little provocative, but it touched Xun Lang's nerves.

"Begging for food?" Xun Lang said dumbly, "Fontang begging for food from the Ji family?"

Maybe it was to gain inexplicable pleasure from the pain, Tang Yili was also laughing: "Or, I can beg for food from you."

"Tang Yi Li!" Xun Lang's expression changed instantly.

The atmosphere of joking just now suddenly cooled down, Tang Yili also suppressed her smile, and looked at Xun Lang stubbornly.

There has never been such a coldness between the two of them, it is even more heartbreaking than the cold wind that just blows.

Xun Lang: "I don't understand why you lost your temper suddenly!"

Tang Yili's attitude was not very serious: "Did I lose my temper? Didn't you lose your temper first?"

Xun Lang felt restless.

"I've been going around and lobbying Ji's shareholders for you. I've done so much, but you've said it lightly, and you've summed up everything when you beg for food. What is it if you're not losing your temper?"

"Are you communicating well?"

"For me? Lobbying the Ji family for me?" Tang Yili immediately grasped the harshest word, "So even you think that your Ji family is giving me money, right?"

Xun Lang's voice was extremely cold: "If you think the Ji family is giving you alms, then the Ji family is giving you alms, but I don't think so, do you believe it?"

Tang Yili snorted: "What do you think, I think, you turned this conversation into a word game, the purpose is to cover up your status as a superior."

"You always deliberately avoid the fact that our identities are not equal. You also refuse to admit the Ji family's attitude towards Fontan, who is ready to come and go."

"Just because I married you made Fontan your dog,"

Tang Yili seemed to think of something, and smiled, "That's right, your meat and bones are really delicious. Going through a hundred trash cans is not as economical as going to your door to wag your tail."

Suddenly, Tang Yili seemed to have made sense of himself, and seemed to happily accept the reality of marriage, but Xun Lang felt angry and wanted to punch someone.

But I don't know who to attack.

Because the person who started the war, this will lean back on the headrest, close your eyes, and end the conversation with a unilateral action.

Xun Lang propped his elbows on the leather armrest, clenched his fists again and again, the veins on the back of his hands were visible, and repeated this several times before his palms gradually became flat.

Tang Yili was right, he was indeed feeding the dog, with a hot heart, feeding a dog that would bite after eating.

Back at the Rongjing mansion, in the small house, Tang Yili and Xun Lang forced themselves to find two ways to return to the bedroom.

Tang Yili did her part and went to wash up first.

Xun Lang was standing in the cloakroom connected to the bathroom, taking off his suit, when he heard a click behind him, Tang Yili actually locked the bathroom.

This has never been the case.

To prevent him to such an extent, did she think that she was going to do something to her while she was taking a bath?

Call my husband when I need it, and even lock the bathroom door when I don’t need it.

In the end, who is against whom? !

The anger that Xun Lang suppressed just now rose again.

……

Tang Yili took a hot bath, and felt that the top of her head was much clearer, and her fucking mood, which had been suppressed for a day, eased a little.

However, this is not the same as forgetting the quarrel just now.

She still didn't want to give Xun Lang a good face.

Isn't the Ji family a wealthy family? Isn't it the most concerned about inheritance? The son has to pay for the evil done by the father!
Tang Yili wrapped herself tightly in a gray-pink bathrobe, and walked out of the bathroom with the idea of ​​not revealing an inch of spring, being a cheap dog man.

However, the expected bathroom moron and midnight peeper did not appear.

What Tang Yili saw was a lonely figure, sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room, with his hands on his knees, meditating, his shirt cuff buttons tied up to make his wrists straight, and his slender legs wrapped in a well-tailored tailor-made suit. In trousers.

If you don't look at his hands, then this is a pleasing painting called "Thinking of Civilization".

But with the addition of hand movements - playing with the tie in circles - the style of painting goes directly to the other extreme, "Don't Kneel Down to Call Dad"

Tang Yili called out to her father in her heart, but remembered that her father was far away in Switzerland. Looking at the 360 million square kilometers, she was already unaccompanied, so she wrapped her bathrobe tighter.

Perhaps the sound of opening the door disturbed the thinker, Xun Lang lowered his head and looked behind him, that posture, the eagle staring at the wolf, made Tang Yili's heart skip a beat.

"You, you wash it, I, I, I'm done."

Xun Lang stood up and walked over. The momentum of the overwhelming army immediately covered the row of spotlights above his head.

Tang Yili obviously felt the top of her head go dark, she instinctively took a step back, and an unknown object hit her calf, which prevented her from retreating.

Xun Lang was holding a tie, one part was wrapped around his right hand, and the rest was dangling in the air, looking at her with dark eyes, he raised his hand——

Tang Yili, who was forced to the corner, closed her eyes reflexively and hugged her head.

Two seconds after the air condensed, the binding action she expected did not come.

The black tie fell into the laundry basket behind her.

Tang Yili slowly opened his eyes, only to realize that Xun Lang's actions just now were just throwing, collaring, and leading!

He took the opportunity to undo two buttons, looked at her, smiled, and went straight into the bathroom.

What's more, he even locked the bathroom.

Tang Yili cursed from the bottom of his heart, what a fool, and then rushed back to the bedroom angrily, seized the most favorable position on the bed, and wrapped the quilt all over himself.

I'll freeze you to death tonight, you bitch!
Ever since, when Xun Lang came out of the shower, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his wife had turned into a cocoon.

What a funny, angry night.

Some people can find awkwardness in 360 degrees without dead ends.