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Chapter 42

When he returned to the apartment for dinner, Xu Qiao realized what wonderful content he had missed in the two hours of seclusion in the studio.

As she expected, the second place started to exert continuous force two hours before the voting channel was closed, slowly smashing the tickets down slightly, maintaining the speed of chasing a small piece every few minutes, and biting her tightly.

At first, she had been passively following the other party's rhythm and following her tickets for half an hour, and her mother Cheng lost her patience.

I'm so petty, will I play?

Time in London was eight hours slower than that in Beijing. It was almost lunch time. Cheng's mother asked her sister to go out for fun and rushed to end the battle as soon as possible. This made people take a lot of votes and turn passive into activeness.

The other party was panicked and was stunned for about twenty minutes. He probably secretly spent a lot of effort to finally get a new wave of tickets.

Mother Cheng got angry again.

So tough? No, no, she felt the right touch, so she turned around and ordered it to me - another slap of the king overshadowed the earth tiger, and the strong wind swept the fallen leaves.

At this time, there was only half an hour left. After the other party struggled to follow him for a while, he completely calmed down.

Seeing that the people were about to stop so quickly, Cheng's mother was worried that this was a delaying strategy. She saw that she didn't have much inventory at hand and was about to mobilize the sisters, so she had the phone call just now.

But the fact is that the other party did not have any mistakes at the end.

Cheng Lang said, it’s not that everyone has such a wide social circle, so don’t be too arrogant to look at others.

Xu Qiao was stunned when she heard this, and felt extremely regretful that she had missed such a wonderful battle scene.

While regretting, he was a little nervous and asked Cheng Lang at the dining table: "How did your mother know me?"

"It's not considered 'knowing'." Cheng Lang picked up the decanter and poured her a glass of red wine.

Christmas and New Year's Day are equivalent to the Chinese Spring Festival in Europe. The Cheng family has settled in London for many years and its living habits have basically become westernized, so Cheng's mother is very dissatisfied with her son not going home recently.

Cheng Lang comforted her on the grounds of busy work, but she couldn't help but feel the keenness of the sixth sense of women. She dug three feet into the ground and dug it into the Berg Jewelry Studio and the existence of the character "Yu Li".

Cheng Lang's mental illness was hiding from his grandfather, but not his parents.

Seeing that Cheng Lang's cousin had been hugging two of them for three years, she was so anxious that she almost asked her son to go to the hospital to save her semen regularly. At this moment, she realized that her son was working for a lifelong event and was no longer angry. She asked him to let go and threatened to do it for him.

However, there is no other information leaked.

Cheng Lang didn't want to reveal the details of Miss Yu, so of course Cheng's mother couldn't force her. After all, if she used the wrong way too much and scared away her daughter-in-law, it would be a sin.

"She only knows 'Yu Li', but not 'Xu Qiao'." Cheng Lang explained.

Xu Qiao was slightly stunned, surprised by the rigor of Cheng Lang.

In fact, at the beginning, she didn't have such high psychological expectations of him. When she found that he kept all his best brothers in the dark, she was already a little surprised, not to mention that the other party is his mother now.

"Then did you ask her to help with this matter, or did she take the initiative to mention it?" She took a sip of wine and tentatively said.

"Half and half." Cheng Lang handed her a cut steak. "'Royal Blue' is the color of the British royal family. It is very popular in London. She likes the ring you designed very much, and of course she is willing to contribute to it. I think that compared to me, she will not be able to get rid of the people when she comes out. After all, her social circle in Europe does not belong to the business category, so she gave it to her."

Xu Qiao ate the steak and said softly, "Oh, if I had known that Boss Cheng was so careful and calculated step by step, I would have watched the battle in the last two hours."

She thought she might be abused by others without her relatives and friends.

"What do you think?" Cheng Lang said with a funny look, "At this time, will you let you fight alone and leave it to fate? Of course, what others have, I will give it to you."

Xu Qiao lowered his eyes, for some reason why his nose suddenly became a little sore.

It’s like she thought this New Year’s Eve was lonely and deserted, but she had a sumptuous dinner and someone who could talk to her. When she thought that “it’s normal for me not to get it”, someone told you that if someone has family, I will give you family, and if others have support, I will give you back.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Lang turned his head to look at her.

The culprit seemed to underestimate the lethality of a word he could write.

"Just..." She blinked quickly, as if she was blinking something shiny, "My dad said this before."

For so long, Xu Qiao has hardly mentioned his family in front of Cheng Lang.

Perhaps the atmosphere on New Year's Eve is naturally suitable for talking about this topic, or perhaps the activation of alcohol and the emotions that the result of the competition have settled, which makes her suddenly feel a little tempted to talk.

Cheng Lang put down his knife and fork at the right time, took a serious attitude, and looked at her silently.

Xu Qiao took a sip of wine, thought for a while, and then slowly said: "My mother left early, and my father always felt that I was missing a lot of things. Children will pick me up and drop off after school, and they will do parent-child activities with their mothers at school. The composition title "I love the most" wrote stories with my mother, but I didn't have them. So he has been making up for me elsewhere. When I was a child, I often heard him say that there are children, and my children can't miss them."

"But later I grew up, and the father and daughter were not so stingy. And my brother remembered it. He felt that being too biased towards me would make my brother uncomfortable, so he was very fierce to me on the surface, but in fact he still cared about me and spent money at will. The cloakroom at home was expanded several times for me. My stepmother didn't have so many bags of clothes and jewelry." Xu Qiao bit her lip.

"My dad made jewelry because of me. When I was a child, I liked to pick up shells by the beach and string all the messy shells into necklace bracelets. He said that he would give me the most expensive 'shell' in the future. In addition, Jinlu Jewelry was actually called Fulu Jewelry at the beginning. It was because my dad heard that I was nicknamed "Gourd Wa" by my classmates in school, so he changed to Jinlu Jewelry when he was angry."

Xu Qiao's narrative is not very logical, it sounds messy, but this true and unprepared look is a bit cute in people's eyes.

Cheng Lang looked at her quietly, and asked after she stopped, "Don't you blame him? For example, he is involved in gambling."

"Of course it's strange. But he was so addicted to gambling because my mother left and was very disappointed during that period. He was addicted to gambling and it was impossible to just quit. He has also worked hard to change over the years, and most of the time he was still doing business seriously." Xu Qiao curled his lips.

"What about finding you a stepmother?"

"It's okay." Xu Qiao looked at the ceiling. "In the letter my mother left to me, I told me that if my father found me a stepmother and told me not to blame him, he was still young and there was no reason not to marry again for life. Moreover, during my growth, I always needed a 'mother' to accompany me to do things that my father could not do. My daughter and stepmother were like this. I treated her as a substitute for my mother. She treated me as an additional task in daily life, and no one was intimate with anyone. It was fair."

Cheng Lang frowned slightly: "You can tell the truth in front of me."

"This is the truth." Xu Qiao was stunned and heard something else from his words, "And what does it mean to be in front of you? Are you more special?"

"Specially..." Cheng Lang thought for a while, "I can tell which sentence you are true and which sentence is false."

"..." means he is very smart?

The atmosphere broke, Xu Qiao came to his senses and found that he had accidentally been pretentious and talked too much to the man, so he started to eat.

Cheng Lang didn't forcefully ask, thinking that nothing happened, and waited until the dinner was over before he spoke again: "What did you do at home on New Year's Eve?"

"Look at TV or something, grab my brother and put the fairy stick at midnight." After Xu Qiao answered, he looked at him vigilantly, "What are you doing? Don't you leave after dinner?"

"Where to go?" he raised his eyebrows.

"Go back to your own home."

"There is no one in my family, what are you going back to do?" Cheng Lang spread his hands, "It's the first time I've been alone in the New Year's Eve."

Xu Qiao was speechless and looked at the wall clock at nine o'clock.

Why? Are the two people who have fallen into the world wanting to stare at each other until twelve o'clock?

After all, she is unwilling to go out.

"What are you doing now?" Xu Qiao looked at him in a daze.

Cheng Lang pointed to the TV on the other side of the sofa.

——

Xu Qiao didn't know why she watched a horror movie with Cheng Lang in the end.

In fact, she initially refused to watch the New Year's Eve party because she felt that such a show could not be divided into too much energy, and she had to chat while watching it. It seemed strange to live in harmony with Cheng Lang like an old couple, so she suggested watching a movie. Once the movie was released and put into the plot, she didn't have to care who was sitting next to her.

Then the two started to choose movies. In the old movies with high ratings, either Cheng Lang was not interested or she was not satisfied. She finally encountered a consistent taste, but only remembered it as soon as she opened her eyes - Oh, I watched it.

Finally, she became impatient and said that she would be the one who would click, and chose a horror film called "Eye".

Cheng Lang told her that if she didn't dare to look, she would click the troops and generals again.

She was not convinced and said that there was something I dare not watch about this horror movie that deceived a three-year-old child, so she directly clicked on the screening.

However, she still stacked two small pillows in the middle of the three-seater sofa to divide the 38th parallel, suggesting that Cheng Lang should not do bad things while it is dark.

Cheng Lang expressed no objection.

The movie tells the story of the heroine, a journalist, who has a pair of psychic eyes after a cornea surgery, and from then on, she can see many "people" that ordinary people cannot see.

At first, the heroine didn't know that others could not see those "people". When a child in a small jacket came to her house to borrow candles, she enthusiastically gave the candles from the house and asked when the other party moved to this apartment, why she had never seen him.

The child said he had moved in for many years.

Then the camera turned to the heroine's boyfriend's perspective.

My boyfriend was cooking in the kitchen. When he looked at the entrance, he found that the heroine was talking to the air.

Xu Qiao stared at the screen and his hands silently reached towards the pillow beside him...

Excellent horror movies actually do not rely on impactful shots to scare people, but on the atmosphere to render them, giving people enough space to scare themselves.

Xu Qiao felt that she was very lucky and chose a very excellent horror film. Twenty minutes after the movie started, she no longer remembered that the movie was fake and Cheng Lang was real. Before she knew it, she wrapped her two pillows in her arms and automatically lifted the 38th line.

Nearly thirty minutes, the movie reached its first climax: the heroine searched for past news information in the newspaper one day, saw a report about a seven-year-old child being poisoned by her adoptive father, and some related non-public photos, and found that the child on it looked familiar.

Then the camera was closer. In the old photo, the other person's appearance met the child who came to borrow candles that day...

Xu Qiao's heart trembled, swallowed nervously, and stretched out his hand to the next door to touch the pillow, and finally touched the air.

Cheng Lang turned his head and was about to remind her that both pillows were already in her arms, but she saw her hand reaching in front of his crotch and suddenly grabbed it down.
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