Deliberately attack

Chapter 348
The champion of the team competition goes to their own team.

Tang Yili's mood was quite beautiful, and she was the first to rush out of the TV station and head straight for Xun Lang's office.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and Xun Lang happened to be in a meeting. The secretary went in desperately and whispered in the president's ear, "Madam is here."

Xun Lang's cold face, interrupting regardless of occasion and location, everyone thought the president would be unhappy, but they didn't expect him to announce the adjournment directly.

"Continue in 15 minutes."

After finishing speaking, the president walked away, leaving behind a room full of executives.

In the office, after closing the door, Tang Yili embraced Xun Lang, wanting to turn around with joy.

"I won!" She was half wronged and half moved, "Only if you believe in me, I can win."

Therefore, after learning that he had won, Tang Yili was the first to come to announce the good news to Xun Lang.

You see, I did not disappoint you.

Xun Lang hugged the beautifully made-up man in his arms, showing a warm smile that was rarely seen at work.

"Of course my family, Ali, will win. I just know it a few days earlier than the rest of the world."

Even Tang Yili couldn't do such unreasonable trust in her, but it happened to come from the mouth of the person she loves the most, how could she not be moved.

Tang Yili was like a coquettish cat, constantly rubbing against Xun Lang's arms, but she probably forgot that not only her face, but also her neck was covered with powder. White shirt collar, leaving marks.

"Oh." Tang Yili realized it later, and wiped it with his hand, but it didn't work.

"Maybe dry cleaning," she said.

Xun Lang led her into the lounge.

This is the exclusive small suite of the president, complete with bathroom and cloakroom.

Opening the brown glass cabinet door, Xun Lang took off the soiled shirt, threw it into the laundry basket, and took a similar white shirt from it.

"It's better to match the dark ones with your pants."

Tang Yili leaned aside, and when he instructed the hunk to change his clothes, his eyes widened.

Xun Lang pinched her little nose, then took out a deep space blue striped shirt and put it on.

For some reason, Tang Yili suddenly remembered a time when he was in the cloakroom with Xun Lang. They had many times, and they all happened in the cloakroom. Watching him change clothes, half of his body exposed, was very annoying. no.

Tang Yili was afraid that things would get out of control, so she turned her eyes away.

The time of 15 minutes is fleeting.

Xun Lang was going to a meeting, and before leaving, he told Tang Yili: "You sleep here for a while, and when I get off work at night, let's go have dinner together."

Every time after recording a show, what Tang Yili needs most is to sleep.

She was so sleepy that she couldn't wait to go home, looking around the environment of this room, and the overly cold and clean mattress—although the style is very bossy, it's okay.

Tang Yili nodded obediently and decided to stay.

Xun Lang, who had no worries about his future, returned to the conference table.

There are more than 20 executives, none of them are bright-eyed. The president left for a while and came back to change his shirt. Who he just went to see and what happened is self-explanatory.

Everyone smiled connotatively.

The afternoon meeting lasted until seven o'clock in the evening, which was long after get off work time. Fortunately, Tang Yili went to bed later and woke up after eight o'clock.

The makeup on her face has been removed. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked Xun Lang who was sitting by the bed and watching the computer.

"How long have you been waiting for me?"

Xun Lang closed his laptop, "Just a little while."

"Oh."

There were no women's clothes in this break, Tang Yili put on a large Xun Lang T-shirt, which was supposed to be her pajamas, she got out of bed and walked towards Xun Lang, not paying attention to the unbearable length of the clothes.

Sitting in his arms, he asked defenselessly, "I'm so hungry, what's for dinner?"

Xun Lang's eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth curved up slightly.

"What you eat, I don't know, but my food just arrived hot."

Tang Yili was startled, there was only cover below, so Xun Lang was pushed aside.

He was so fast, even neatly dressed, with a calm face.

Those eyes exposed his wolfish ambitions, his intentions and actions were so unbearable to look at.

Tang Yili was about to go crazy, she squeezed hard, but her knees only caught his narrow waist.

"Xun Lang!" She tried to stop her with a voice, but when the voice came out, it was not a rejection, it was more like a kind of weakness and entanglement in self-confrontation.

"Because of this shirt, everyone thought I did something in the afternoon, and then they made all kinds of guesses. Do you think I am a little wronged?"

Xun Lang whispered in her ear.

Tang Yili was in a state of confusion, but she still thought of the CEO's anger in the face of the room full of ambiguous eyes. She couldn't hold back and smiled.

"Do you dare to laugh?"

In the next second, she was taught a lesson.

The president's office is located on the 42nd floor, where the floor-to-ceiling windows can overlook the night view of the city.

Quiet and bright, the silhouette reflected on the black glass blends into the magnificence of the mid-air outside the window without leaving a gap.

……

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when the couple came out of the office.

Tang Yili didn't put on any makeup, her ears and eyes were pink, she complained: "Which restaurant is still open, it's all your fault, I can only go home to eat instant noodles tonight."

Xun Lang drove the car for his wife himself, without saying a word on the way, and finally parked the car downstairs of a western building with a smile.

There is a French restaurant in this building, which is very famous, and you have to queue up whenever you go, but it’s so late, it’s already past the banquet time, Tang Yili doesn’t believe there is food here, Xun Lang holds her hand again, and takes the sightseeing elevator upstairs .

The porch was dark, but there was still a doorman at the door. When he saw them, he stepped forward and said respectfully, "Mr. Xun, Mrs. Xun."

They didn't even close, and they were still waiting for them, otherwise how could they still be able to call their names.

Tang Yili followed and walked in, Zhike led him to a table in the middle of the restaurant.

Xun Lang opened the chair for Tang Yili, giving him a sense of ceremony.

The lights were very dim, and the surroundings were mainly illuminated by candlelight. After Tang Yili sat down, he could see that there was no one around.

"The venue is reserved?" Tang Yili asked.

Xun Lang decided on the menu and poured Tang Yili half a glass of champagne, "I know you don't like to meet people without makeup, so just tell me that there is no one here, so that I can celebrate this victory for Miss Tang."

If it is light and fluttering, I don't know how powerful it is.

In the champagne glass, the bubbles were surging, and the little bubbles in Tang Yili's heart were also drilling upwards.

"Husband, you will do it."

Tang Yili's eyes shot little red hearts, Xun Lang smiled lightly, noncommittal.

Immediately afterwards, the waiter came over, holding a bouquet of plump and beautiful white roses, and presented them in front of Tang Yili.

The candle flame danced lightly, illuminating a bright and feminine face.

Xun Lang sat there with his hands resting on his chin, seeing Tang Yili's surprised and joyful expression, and smiled slightly.

"Congratulations, Miss Tang."

"Congratulations to my family, Ali."

(End of this chapter)