Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 102 What’s the difference between not talking about it

Meng Qing: "If he can solve it, let him solve it."

Tong Tong accurately complained: "What can he solve? He can only act out of anger. What if he breaks off ties with his family in anger? His family will definitely think that I am a vixen."

Meng Qing nodded, "What a difficult question."

Tong Tong frowned, "There is no solution at all. If I had known it, I would never touch love. It made me so upset that I didn't even bother to edit the video."

Sang Yu comforted her, "Don't think about it. If you are happy, you will be unhappy every day. Life has to go on. No matter what the final outcome is, your relationship cannot be fake."

Meng Qing looked at her curiously, "Sang Sang, why do I think you live so clearly?"

A faint smile appeared on Sang Yu's lips, "You must have experienced a lot."

This was how she comforted herself at the beginning. At least she had been brave and it didn't leave her any regrets. She never regretted being with Xi Jinbai.

Meng Qing didn't quite understand, "Aren't you the same age as us? What have you experienced?"

Tong Tong explained for Sang Yu: "She has experienced more setbacks since she was a child, so she is more open-minded than us. I really should learn."

"Eat something sweet and be happy." Sang Yu took out a box of desserts from the drawer and placed it on the table.

Tong Tong was not polite to her, opened the box and took a piece to eat.

The cheese tart has a soft and crispy pie crust on the outside, and a mellow and sweet fruit filling in the middle. It's full of happiness when you bite into it.

"Where did you buy this? It's so delicious!"

Meng Qing smiled and said, "Mr. Huo gave it to Sang Sang."

"I looked at the brand and wondered if it was sold online." Tong Tong took out her mobile phone and searched online. "The Italian brand is only sold in local dessert shops."

Meng Qing: "Brought here specially!"

"This is too thoughtful." Tong Tong asked Sang Yu jokingly: "Actually, Mr. Huo is also very good. Do you want to consider it?"

Meng Qing: "What should Mr. Xi do?"

Sang Yu said calmly: "I rejected him."

Meng Qing was surprised, "Rejected Mr. Xi?"

"Ah."

Tong Tong put her arms around Sang Yu's shoulders and said, "It's okay. Men don't matter. It's best to have a career."

Sang Yu chuckled: "You comforted me again."

Tong Tong: "Sisters in trouble, sisters in trouble, comfort each other."
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It snowed for the first time this year in Sioux City.

The fallen leaves in the garden were covered with a thin layer of snow, making a rustling sound when stepped on.

The servant brought a bunch of express delivery from the security guard at the door into the house.

Most of them belong to Jiang Tang, who likes to shop online when she has nothing to do.

When she came downstairs, the servant stopped her: "Miss, your express delivery has arrived."

Jiang Tangzhuo walked to the living room with his slippers on, "Okay, I'll take it down right now."

The servant handed her a pair of scissors.

Jiang Tang sat cross-legged on the wool blanket, eating fruit while unpacking the express.

She thought that all the parcels belonged to her, so she opened them without looking at the names.

Until she took out two exquisite ornaments and pendants, she didn't think about it for a long time and muttered: "When did I buy these decorations? Have I lost my memory?"

After looking at the express delivery note, I discovered that the recipient was Xi Jinbai and the sender was Sang Yu.

Jiang Tang was puzzled. Why did Sang Yu send such a girl's gadget to Xi Jinbai?
I don't know what is going on with them now.

Xi Jinbai has been going out early and coming back late recently. He hasn't seen anyone for several days, and he knows about work every day. If Sang Yu really falls in love with him, what's the difference between not dating him?
Fortunately, the express box was not damaged. Jiang Tang put the things back and wrapped them in three layers, pretending that he had not unpacked them.

Suddenly there were footsteps at the door.

Xi Jinbai walked in, still wearing a straight black suit, his eyes were indifferent, and he couldn't catch even the slightest expression on his face.

I don't know if it's Jiang Tang's illusion, but he seems to be more taciturn, stern, and colder than before. She was a little scared and didn't dare to make him unhappy.

Xi Jinbai held the document in his hand and walked straight to the elevator. Jiang Tang called him: "Xi Jinbai, there is your express delivery."

He said a cold "hmm" and had no intention of coming to get it.

Jiang Tang added: "It was sent by Sang Yu."

Xi Jinbai stopped, with a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, and turned around to walk towards the living room.

Jiang Tang pretended not to know anything and handed it to him, "Here."

Xi Jinbai took the box, opened it and took a look. His eyebrows were condensed, as if the coldness was oozing out of a cold pool, and the knuckles of his fingers were white and bulging.

Jiang Tang felt the air pressure around him suddenly drop, and he left before he could say anything.

"What's going on? Are you arguing or having trouble?"
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Hong Kong Island is filled with darkness at night, and neon lights are everywhere, twinkling and intertwining, forming a colorful scene.

Melodious piano music flows in the air, and the retro and sentimental decoration style makes people feel more comfortable.

Soft diffused lights create a relaxing atmosphere, with a full glass of wine and swaying light and shadow.

Qing Bar is much quieter than ordinary bars. There is no loud music and crowded crowds. It is suitable for chatting with friends.

Tong Tong asked Sang Yu and Meng Qing to open a booth here to drink.

Several newly launched creative cocktails tasted very good, and Tong Tong drank them.

Sang Yu stopped her, "Drink less."

Tong Tong's cheeks were flushed, as if she had applied heavy blush, "You two, drink less. If I get drunk, you can send me back."

Meng Qing smiled and said, "That's okay."

Sang Yu: "I'll feel uncomfortable tomorrow if I drink too much."

Tong Tong said nonchalantly: "Let's talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. Happiness now is the most important."

Sang Yu stopped stopping her.

At nine o'clock, the mobile phone rang on the table.

Meng Qing looked at the phone case and said, "Tongtong, your phone number."

Tong Tong asked drunkenly, "Who is it?"

Meng Qing lowered her head and glanced, "A fool has too much money? Who is it?"

Tong Tong took the phone and thought about it, "Oh... Mu Jingchuan."

Meng Qing suppressed a smile, "This note... is so special."

After answering the phone, Mu Jingchuan arrived half an hour later, and the task of sending Tong Tong home was left to him.

Sang Yu and Meng Qing didn't drink much and took a taxi home.

Mu Jingchuan took Tong Tong back to his villa, made her a cup of honey water, and helped her wash up, "Why are you drinking so much when you have nothing to do?"

Tong Tong was lying on the bed, half drunk and half awake, with his eyes open a crack, and his voice was vague: "Who said it's okay? Can't you tell I'm in a bad mood?"

Mu Jingchuan pinched her face, "Who provoked you again?"

"You." Tong Tong waved his hand away and complained: "It's so annoying. It doesn't matter whether we break up or not."

Mu Jingchuan pinched her waist instead, "Don't even think about breaking up. I will take care of it at home, so you don't have to worry about it."

Tong Tong didn't believe him, "How do you deal with it? It's impossible for your family to accept me..."

"If I don't accept you, I will never marry you." Mu Jingchuan was silent and sighed, "I wish I had the strength of my brother."

If you say no to the marriage, you can refuse it, and you have the absolute right to speak.

"But Xi Jinbai's conditions are so good, why doesn't Sang Yu agree?"

Tong Tong turned over and lay on his side, burying his face in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't think about it... Yu Yu can't be with Xi Jinbai..."

(End of this chapter)