Beckham left early halfway through the event. He told Tang En that he had to rush home to prepare because he had to train in the afternoon.

Tang En believed that what he was telling the truth. Anyway, Shania had not appeared again at this time, Tang En simply stood up and sent Beckham out.

The media turned the camera from the T-shaped stage one after another and pointed it at these two people.

Tang En no longer cared about how the media would report and promote it.

Crush out of the crowd and accompany Beckham to the parking lot. The two of them didn't say anything along the way.

Beckham opened the car door, then turned to Done standing behind and said, "What a pity, Tony."

Tang En knew what he meant by saying this, and he sighed: "I think it's a pity, David."

Beckham got into the car, closed the door, and poked his head out of the window. “Goodbye. Tony.”

"Goodbye, David." Tang En murmured. Watching the car slowly drive out of the parking lot and turn onto the avenue.

Watching Beckham's car disappear into the traffic, Don took out his cell phone from his pocket and called Allen and Adams's phone.

"Hey, Allen. I'm Tony."

"Tony! How is things going?" Allen was very happy and full of expectations when he heard Don't say anything.

"Don't think about David; Beckham, Allen. He won't belong to us. I'll tell you the specific situation." After that, Tang En hung up the phone. He is in a bad mood now.

Even if I traveled through time, I could not change that damn "future". Beckham should never have gone to a non-class league like the American Major League until he retired when he was thirty-one.

No matter how many people in the world now hate, hate, and dislike David; Beckham and Done have always insisted on their own point of view: this person is one of the professional players he appreciates.

It is someone else's business that others hate, and they never need to be responsible for their feelings.

After strolling outside for a while, Tang En returned to the event site, and then watched Shania walk the show honestly until the end.

His "business" in Spain has ended, and now he should focus on "private affairs" - playing with Shania.

What's fun in Madrid?

At least in the eyes of Tang En, there is nothing fun. This place is no different from any city in the world. The only difference is that today Shania is in Madrid, not in Paris, Shanghai, or Tokyo.

So the so-called "playing" is nothing more than accompanying Xianya. Wherever the little girl wants to go, she will follow her and be with her side.

When playing in Shania, it doesn’t mean that she has to go to a scenic tourist destination or an amusement park to take a roller coaster... It’s not. She is very happy that she just needs Uncle Tony to be by her side. After all, it’s not common for the two to meet like this.

What surprised Don En was that Shania did not go to places such as luxury goods stores, but pulled Don En straight to the Bernabeu Stadium.

Standing under the white behemoth, Tang En couldn't understand why Shania came here. Didn't she like football?

There was no intention of going in to visit, Shania pulled Tangen and stood outside the square, and then asked the agent and driver Mr. Fasar to take pictures of her and Tangen.

Shania hugged Tang En's arm and leaned her head against Tang En's shoulder. She smiled sweetly.

Tang En turned his head and looked at Xianya, and then he realized that this little girl was almost as tall as hers. He was 1.84 meters tall, and Xianya probably was at least 1.78 meters tall... She really grew up.

Can't you treat her as a child in the future?

Just as Tang En turned his head and looked at Shania, Fasal pressed the shutter. He felt that this picture was effective and did not plan to reshoot anything.

"Wow! I'm taking a photo?" Tang En was startled by the flash. He was not prepared at all.

Fasal shook his digital camera in his hand: "I'm not a professional photographer, but I'm very satisfied with this one."

Shania's smile is comparable to the sunny, and Tony; Tang En accidentally revealed her attention to Shania, and was frozen on the LCD screen.

Tang En also felt good when he looked at the two of them taking a photo on the screen.

"Okay, rush out and give me one." He said.

He and Xianya have no formal photos yet. He plans to put this photo in the frame and place it on the bedside table in the bedroom. Every morning, you can see the lively smiling face when you wake up, and your mood will improve throughout the day.

Fasar smiled and looked at Shania, then nodded: "If Mr. Tang En wants it, I can give it to you now."

After finishing his day in Madrid, Don Eun took a Madrid-London flight back to England with a photo with Shania in front of the Bernabeu Stadium.
Chapter completed!