Why did my ex-girlfriend buy Chelsea?

"Tell me, why are you so impulsive?" Li

Muyan sat on the sofa and looked at Qin Xi, who had just finished washing.

Qin Xi looked extremely calm, not at all like he had just been kicked out of the training ground by Tuchel a few hours ago.

"Don't you say that I also know that the Englishman said some trash talk to you because of the main position, right?"

"I'm in your heart, that's all I can do?" "

Then why, you say? I told you long ago, don't get too close to those Englishmen."

Isn't your boyfriend Carol exactly the Englishman you call the Englishman?" Hearing Li Muyan's words, Qin Xi smiled.

"Then tell me honestly, what happened?" Before

Qin Xi could speak, the mobile phone next to the coffee table rang, and Qin Xi saw that it was Gallagher, and quickly hung up the phone.

He didn't want to explain anything to anyone at the club at this point in time, he knew that beating people was his problem anyway.

After a while, Gallagher's phone appeared on Li Muyan's mobile phone.

Hearing this, Gallagher was very worried about Qin Xi.

"Okay, I see, I'll take care of that, thank you, Gallagher. After hanging up the phone, Li Muyan looked at Qin Xi in front of her, she didn't expect that this conflict was actually because of the female boss of the club.

Seeing that the agent already knew the ins and outs of the matter, Qin Xi also felt that there was no need to hide it.

"I'm really speechless to you, and it's because of her!"

"Whatever you say, if you hit anyway, you will be beaten, and if you anger Tuchel, I will honestly accept the punishment." Qin Xi looked indifferent.

"Okay, whatever you want, I really don't know what to say about you, just entered a world wave in Paris, yesterday there were three companies talking to me about your endorsement fee, you are making this out now, if it goes out, what will you do?" Li Muyan's attitude was very tough.

I'm not interested, I just want to focus on playing. Qin Xi pretended to be hard-mouthed.

I see you worked so hard at the club for some woman. "

.......

In the evening, the rain in London gradually dispersed.

The rainbow looks extremely brilliant with the glow of dusk.

After Li Muyan left, Qin Xi lay alone in the bedroom, looking at the information of his teammates on the mobile phone screen, not knowing how to reply.

There was no activity on the club's official website or social media, and there were no rumors of conflict in the headlines.

Qin Xi felt lucky, fortunately, the sky was not beautiful, and the reporters accompanying the team did not seem to visit Komba today.

He also sensed the maturity of the club and did not leak the matter.

But in the news, seeing the story of Nasser and the Qatari prince, he couldn't help but think of Zik's words.

"Am I jealous?" asked Qin Xi helplessly.

.......

"Ding-dong. The

door in the courtyard belled, making Qin Xi, who had just fallen asleep, sit up.

Didn't I already talk to him on the phone before I fell asleep?" thought Qin Xi as he dressed and went downstairs.

In the access video, he sees a tall man wearing a baseball cap, standing in the doorway and peering into the courtyard.

Qin Xi never expected that it was Tuchel.

"Coach, why are you here?" Qin Xi hurriedly opened the door and looked at the head coach who was making a face at the door.

"Stinky boy, why do you say?" Tuchel looked serious, looking like autumn in London was not comfortable with the tall German man.

Qin Xi hurriedly welcomed the coach into the room, and the room was very neat, which was all the credit of Li Muyan.

"Go, make a pot of good tea, and make some dumplings." 'Tuchel is not polite.

Hearing his words, Qin Xi was stunned for a second and quickly complied.

I thought I would be nailed to the shame shelf by Tuchel and never turn over.

Unexpectedly, like a dream, the magical German would actually take the initiative to come to the disciple's house.

Tuchel walked around the house and stopped in front of the cabinet next to the TV.

He carefully looked at the anime model in front of the cabinet, which was the myth of holy clothes, and just moved into his new home, Qin Xi asked Li Muyan to buy another set of twelve gold from London's largest trendy play market.

"Come on, boss, the dumplings are already cooked.

Qin Xi brought the steaming dumplings into the living room, and he was glad that there were still remnants in the refrigerator.

"You still know I'm your boss?" Tuchel sat down on the dining table and chairs, expertly picking up his chopsticks.

"Sorry, boss. After the incident, this was the first time Qin Xi said those three words.

Don't you know where my office is?" Tuchel swallowed slowly, pouring vinegar over the dumplings.

"I..." Qin Xi wanted to say something, but he was afraid that it would get darker.

"Before leaving work, your beautiful agent came to the Komba base and she found me. Tuchel ate with relish, "You have to understand, I don't actually like to deal with the player's agent, but Li Muyan brought me a special gift, good Chinese tea." Tuchel

really didn't have tea, Qin Xi quickly picked up the teapot and filled the teacup in front of the coach.

"In vain, I gave her fifteen minutes, you know, because of your trouble, I missed the latest episode of the new drama "Surrender Suspect".

"Coach, you want to see, I'll turn on the TV for you."

"No, no, it's over, and as for how to compensate me, I have to think again." Tuchel replied with a smile.

Qin Xi looked at the warm coach in front of him, thinking of the scene where he scolded himself in the rain a few hours ago.

The heart is not a taste.

Tuchel is a warm man and, unlike coach Li Xiang, is very good at expressing his feelings.

Perhaps because of the coach's private life, he always seemed lonely.

"Zeck is such a person, I have known him for a long time, I know him, he is a, he talks a lot.

"I know, and I know, it's really wrong for me to hit someone." Qin Xi said softly.

"His words must have touched your bottom line, so you will do it with him, but after all, you are doing it, and everyone will see it in their eyes, and you will be punished." Qin

Xi fully agreed with the coach's words, he knew that in any country, it is wrong to hit people with their hands.

"Before I came here, I spoke to Rubens Zick on the phone. I told him that beating up teammates in public would be severely punished by the club, and that talking about the owner in public would receive special attention from the club. You know, every pound in our bank card is thanks to the beautiful owner of our club. Tuchel said slowly, swallowing the last dumpling in front of him.

"So, Zick told me fifteen seconds later that he and you didn't have a conflict, you just had physical contact during training, the sky is not beautiful, it's normal to slip, and our Komba turf is time to change to a new one." "

.......

Before leaving, Tuchel removed his baseball cap and put it on Qin Xi's head.

Qin Xi's hair was very messy, and the hat was not completely brought in, so it could only hang above the hair.

This day, like a roller coaster, comes and goes quickly.

"By the way, there's one more thing I have to say sorry to. Tuchel squinted at Qin Xi, "Last time, I forgot to put the dumplings in the freezer of the refrigerator, and when I took them out of the fresh-keeping room and planned to make some supper, I found that they all already emitted a special smell, that taste, just like the dressing room of you bastards." "

.......

Qin Xi stood by the window, looking at Tuchel's departing back.

He knew that the coach's residence was not far from the block.

And so the day ended.

As for what happened to Comba a few hours ago, no one should care, and

in the distance, Tuchel's mobile phone rang again.

He quickly picked up the phone, it was the number of Linda, the assistant to Boss Qi.

"Well, it's me, please tell Boss Qi, the matter has been dealt with. "