Deliberately attack

Chapter 164

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Tang Yili did not stay overnight at Tangfeng's house.

She lied that she would prepare some materials for the reception and left first.

Tang Yili's house was in the same neighborhood as Tangfeng, and it took only 5 minutes to walk. When he went downstairs, Tang Yili let out a sigh of relief and looked at the white smoke, but was not in a hurry to go back.

Tang Yili strolled slowly around the brightly colored small garden. Thousands of houses were lit up, and everyone else had a family reunion. She seemed to be used to it and didn't envy it.

Wrapped in a down jacket and strolled for a while, the cold wind made my face turn red. The winter in Beishi is not good at all, less snow, dry and cold.

Tang Yili bought a cup of coffee at the convenience store in the community, stood at the small table by the window, and rubbed her hands gently.

The clerk on duty was watching the party on his mobile phone. In the quiet space, all kinds of laughter suddenly came.

There is a sense of quiet time.

Tang Yili glanced back, and couldn't help taking out her phone. She had no friends, and there were very few people who could pay New Year's greetings, and most of the "Happy New Year" messages sent to her came from group posts.

She didn't even bother to go back.

In the end, Xu Shi was too lonely, so Tang Yili called up the chat page with Xun Lang.

Turn from bottom to top, all the way back to last year's Spring Festival.

She asked Xun Lang when he would come back, and Xun Lang said, after the Chinese New Year.

At that time, he would still cheat her. After a year, she was not even qualified to let him cheat.

Tang Yili was a little sad, and couldn't bear to read more, so he brought the information back to the nearest one.

Since the last time, it was Tang Yili who came back from the United States and reported to him that he was safe.

For more than a month, every time Tang Yili wanted to contact Xun Lang, he would silently calculate the time interval in his heart, fearing that the time would not be long enough, and he would contact Xun Lang rashly, and be suspected of stalking.

Today is New Year's Eve, she thinks it is a good excuse, even if it is an ordinary friend, it is not too much to wish a new year.

Tang Yili took a sip of the sour and bitter coffee to embolden herself, then quickly edited a "Happy Chinese New Year" and sent it out.

I don't know what Xun Lang is doing, but he replied quickly and concisely: 【You too, happy new year. 】

Tang Yili was like a child who finally ate candy, biting his lip and couldn't help laughing.

Across the glass wall in the night, a small slapped face like a peach blossom just happened to be reflected.

Tang Yili sent another red envelope, no more, no less, 660 yuan.

The behavior of giving out red envelopes is a bit vulgar, but this festival needs such indiscriminate vulgarity to get closer.

Soon, Xun Lang also returned a red envelope - bababa.

Holding the phone in her arms, Tang Yili quickly poked it open, looked at the huge numbers, and smiled for a moment.

Xun Lang would also do such vulgar things.

Suddenly, she had a brand new idea.

Even though this idea seemed a bit like playing tricks, she still couldn't help it.

Calling up the interface, Tang Yili sent another 666.

Xun Lang probably didn't think too much about it, but returned a [-] of the same amount.

The difference is 222 once, and 444 twice.

Tang Yili's heart beat faster. For the first time, she made a math problem like an agent solving a puzzle. She entered the amount on the red envelope page, 812, and slowly left.

If Xun Lang returns 888 this time, the total difference between the three times will be 520.

520 yeah, she can ignore all the details, just pretend that Xun Lang sent herself a 520 red envelope.

Although he was deceiving himself and being a little stupid, Tang Yili still secretly wanted to gain some sweetness from Xun Lang.

On New Year's Eve, the last day of the lunar year, why not fool yourself one last time this year.

Pretending that they still have an intimate relationship, pretending that he is still willing to coax her.

Tang Yili clicked the OK button, and the screen jumped back to the chat interface. At the end of the conversation, a small transfer envelope for 812 appeared.

The above note is still, happy new year.

Like a gambler, buy and leave.

Tang Yili put the phone on the table, took a step back, and couldn't help stamping her feet. After standing for a long time, she was cold and numb, and she wanted to go back.

But Xun Lang's red envelope never came.

Tang Yili waited for a while, and kept refreshing the chat interface during the period, but it was still calm.

I don't know how many times this meaningless action has been repeated.

A new message actually popped up on the screen.

Tang Yili felt her heart stopped beating, and held her breath to watch.

Xun Lang: [Thank you. 】

the more you hope, the harder you fall.

Xun Lang didn't send any more red envelopes.

I don't know if he thinks it's just boring to go back and forth like this, or if he sees through her little trick and doesn't return on purpose.

Tang Yili threw the empty paper coffee cup into the trash can, and finally walked out of the convenience store with her mobile phone in her arms.

The clock had just struck midnight.

Someone set off fireworks in the community, and the fireworks bombs shot into the air. In a flash, the world fell into emptiness.

……

Charity dinners are different from business dinners, with women playing the leading role, which is a proper place to fight for beauty.

There is a long red carpet at the door, and hundreds of long guns and short cannons are set up, aiming at celebrities and elites from all walks of life, and there is a burst of click.

If it wasn't for Yili's clothing, Tang Yili would never have stood in the cold wind wearing a layer of soft gauze, posing for any shot.

It was really cold.

Her lip color was originally pink, but it gradually turned into a rich crimson red. With a champagne-colored slim-fitting mermaid evening dress, she looked extremely gorgeous.

The kind that doesn't pay for life.

Almost as soon as Tang Yili made his appearance, he was the focus.

It's so hard to die, the woman who was robbed of the limelight before she stepped out of the red carpet, is officially the editor-in-chief of Marie Claire, Gu Pan.

Gu Pan turned his head to look at Tang Yili, smiled lightly, turned his head and left.

Tang Yili screamed in her heart, it's over, but she still forced herself to laugh and signed her name on the background board, followed by the words "Yili Clothes".

Later, the host knew current affairs and asked a lot of questions about Yili's clothing, which was not in vain for Tang Yili's painstaking efforts.

Entering the infield, under the high dome, lights are used as starbursts, dotted on the top of the head, which looks like a celebrity.

Jun Fatty also came today, wearing a neat suit, and I don’t know how much wax he had used to hold his hair of small wool curls firmly. With his outstanding height, he walked in the shadow of his clothes and temples, and he looked like a human being. up.

He waved to Tang Yili from a distance, and said when he came up, "I guessed that you were going to explode today. Sure enough, you know how many people asked me about you just now when you were taking pictures in front of me."

Tang Yili is full of thoughts on how to expand his network, and he has long been insulated from love and love. Hearing what Jun Pang said, he looks indifferent, and his eyes are all over the crowd of women.

She casually asked Jun Pang: "You didn't help me promote Yili Clothes."

Fatty Jun curled his mouth, "How much advertising fee do you give me, I will let me help you promote it."

"Forget it if you don't promote it."

Tang Yili saw the target, and saw Gu Pan chatting with someone before walking towards the bathroom, she quickly followed.

Fatty Jun was left aside, "What are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)