Deliberately attack

Chapter 315 White T
In the past, when Ah Wu sent Tang Yili to a place, his time was free, he could go wherever he liked, do what he liked, he was free, and Tang Yili felt unrestricted.

But when Wang Zhanshan was replaced, it was a completely different operation. After going upstairs with Tang Yili, he sat at the door of her office and glared at everyone like a door god, as if the whole world owed him 8 million .

Annie, Wang Jian, and the others saw Wang Zhanshan, and walked in the door.

At noon, Tangfeng came to find his daughter for lunch, and he was shocked when he saw the man. He walked over and asked politely, "Sir... are you from a debt company?"

Before Wang Zhanshan could answer, Tang Yili opened the door with a bang, but before Tangfeng could respond, Wang Zhanshan stood up abruptly, as if the electricity was on, "Mrs. Xun, what do you want?"

Tang Yili wanted to cry but she motioned for him to sit down, "I'm not looking for you." She turned to her father as if asking for help.

Tang Feng slipped into Tang Yili's office and quickly closed the door tightly.

He had lingering fears: "I thought Yili Garments couldn't turn over, and people came to collect debts!"

Tang Yili leaned against the door, dejectedly saying, "This new bodyguard... I'm really convinced, with a straight face, I'm standing at the door to frighten people, help me..."

She flung herself on the door panel, not even daring to make a loud noise when she hammered the door.

Tang Feng asked: "Didn't you ask Xun Lang? Why don't you get rid of him, your former bodyguard, I don't remember so many things."

"I asked, and Xun Lang said no. He also said that Ji's board of directors was re-elected recently. Whether he, the acting president, can be successfully promoted to a full-time job is just at this juncture. I'm afraid that someone will make trouble and cause trouble, so we need to strengthen security."

"Not only this Wang Zhanshan, but in a few days, I will have four bodyguards..."

When it comes to the re-election of Ji's board of directors, Tangfeng counts the days, and it is really coming soon.

Thinking about Ji's turbulent situation, fierce struggle, strengthening security... well, it is very necessary.

Tangfeng immediately stood by Xun Lang's side.

"Since this is the case, it is indeed more at ease to have a bodyguard."

"After all, it's a critical moment, so just bear with it, sacrifice a little bit, and it won't be too late to relax when Xun Lang is formally elected."

The words say so.

Tang Yili: "But I feel like I'm being watched by someone and I've completely lost my freedom..."

Tangfeng glanced at her daughter, and didn't think there was anything to complain about.

"Squeamish! It's because we have spoiled you."

He took his daughter downstairs to eat, trying to gag Tang Yili's mouth, and Wang Zhanshan followed behind, watching the whole process.

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The weekend was the day when Xun Langtang and his wife moved into the wedding room.

This day is the day when Tangfeng asked the master to look at it. It is an auspicious day, saying that moving today is suitable for children and grandchildren.

Although Tang Yili didn't believe it, she was afraid of nagging, so she gritted her teeth and got up early, and followed the storage team to pack things together.

Xun Lang ordered the packaging of large daily necessities, and Tang Feng was in charge of receiving the goods at the new home.

The cloakroom was controlled by Tang Yili, so she was in charge of guarding it.

Jewelry and watches are checked one by one, packed in suitcases, and transported away by the escort company, then shoes, hats and purses, and then another truck, and finally clothes. This is a massive project. The clothes are folded one by one and registered, and then sent out in a luggage trolley.

In the morning, the house was almost emptied, Xun Lang came in to check the progress of the cloakroom, and found that the cabinet was only half empty.

"Would you like to add more staff?" he asked.

According to this progress, I am afraid that the move will not be finished after dark.

Tang Yili stepped over a large suitcase and shrugged: "Their company will send two people over in the afternoon, but I'm not sure if there are enough people."

"Why don't you let everyone have lunch first, and then do it in the afternoon. If it doesn't work, I'll clean it up tomorrow."

Several storage teachers in the prime of life were obviously tired, and their hand speed slowed down.

Xun Lang also agreed.

The storage teachers showed "saved" expressions on their faces, thanked the boss quickly, and went downstairs to eat.

The empty and messy room, as if it had been robbed, was full of papers and bags.

Tang Yili leaned on Xun Lang's body and rubbed his head against him, "I just moved away like this, I'm a bit reluctant, I didn't feel like I was married before, and now I haven't lived in the wedding house, I feel like I'm living under someone else's fence Feeling, what to do."

Xun Lang hugged her even tighter, "I'll hand over that house to you later, and I'll stay in your house, it's okay."

Tang Yili laughed, and smiled broadly: "I don't care about you wanting a house."

"Well, I like being a door-to-door son-in-law." It is rare to see Xun Lang talking nonsense with a serious face, it can be seen that he is in a good mood today, and Tang Yili was amused.

She arched into the arms of her husband who came to the door, and just about to get tired, suddenly, with a plop, one of the things in the closet fell out.

It turned out to be the result of previous sorting, but it was not stabilized, and it was all scattered on the ground.

Tang Yili opened her mouth, her expression of surprise turned into pain, "This is the result of just an hour's work..."

It was a stack of summer tops, mainly short-sleeved, all stacked neatly like tofu blocks, falling down, like dominoes, colorful.

Xun Lang saluted Tang Yi, walked over and tried to save it, only to find that the limp fabric fell apart when picked up, and it could not be restored at all.

"Forget it, ask the storage teachers to do it again this afternoon."

Tang Yili shrugged.

He was squatting with his arms on his knees, looking at something. Tang Yili wanted to ask him to get up and eat together, but Xun Lang reached out and picked out a white T-shirt from among the scattered clothes.

There may be hundreds of ordinary styles in the closet, but a touch of red on the corner of the clothes made Tang Yili's blood freeze.

Then the pain that I don't want to experience will come up again,
Tang Yili hurriedly said, "Then, that's yours."

When Xun Lang stood up, he unfolded his white T-shirt. He didn't raise his head, and his movements were soft and silent, but it made people feel scared.

"At that time, you went to the United States for training, and you left a lot of things in the dormitory. Cheng Zhun asked me to help him clean up. I... I went, and then, seeing that you didn't take this dress, I took it back... "

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Xun Lang is a bit taller than Qin Sheng, and his stature is also wider. The white T is tailor-made. It stands to reason that the naked eye can tell whose it is, but Tang Yili is not sure, and he is very guilty. Misunderstanding, so even the voice of speaking is shaking.

Xun Lang turned his head slowly and looked at Tang Yili with clear eyes, like a misty morning, like a sunset after snow.

Suddenly my heart skipped a beat.

Tang Yili was nervous and flustered: "I have already thrown that one away."

That one, which one it is, needless to say.

(End of this chapter)