"Don't throw it!"
Suddenly, Li Jingyi's big palm directly pinched her wrist.
"Why don't you throw it away? The weaving is so bad, why would you keep it if you don't throw it away?"
As soon as Tang Nuanhua saw the sweater, he felt very angry and felt frustrated that he had accomplished nothing. "I'm such a failure. I can't even knit a sweater! What else can I do?" "
"Who said you can't knit well? I think it's pretty good."
After saying that, Li Jingyi took the sweater full of holes from her hand, then took off the coat without saying a word, and then put the sweater on.
"Look, it still fits very well."
After Li Jingyi put it on, he praised it very seriously, "I think the imperfections in your sweater are actually the characteristics of this sweater. What do you think?"
Hearing this, Tang Nuanhua looked over intently.
Li Jingyi's figure was already perfect, but when he put on this imperfect sweater, he actually showed a bit of personality.
"Wow, it's really pretty."
Tang Nuanhua suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking at Li Jingyi in disbelief, his expression finally looked much better.
"So, there is absolutely no need to throw it away."
Li Jingyi finally smiled when he saw this girl, and his mood became much more relaxed.
Then he stretched out his hand, gently pulled Tang Nuanhua into his arms, and comforted him in a low voice, "Don't ever feel bad about yourself. In my heart, whatever you do is the best, you know?"
Hearing this, tears suddenly welled up in Tang Nuanhua's eyes.
"Jingyi..." Tang Nuanhua was speechless and had no choice but to hug Li Jingyi tightly.
The warmth of his palm quickly came to her head, and Li Jingyi rubbed her head lovingly, "Okay, today is New Year's Eve, so be happy."
"Yeah." Tang Nuanhua nodded vigorously in his arms.
On the other side, Country S has just entered the evening.
The evening breeze blew bleakly on the cheeks of passers-by, the street lights turned on one by one, and the vehicles on the road formed one long queue after another, which actually made people feel a little desolate in their hearts.
At this time, in a Chinese restaurant on the side of the road.
Song Yijun and Gu Jun were sitting at a table, eating a sumptuous dinner, and exclaimed, "Today is New Year's Eve. The country should be very lively tonight, right?"
"Um."
Gu Jun responded in a low voice, and then saw Song Yijun looking out the window with a disappointed look on his face, and couldn't help but ask, "Miss, are you homesick?"
"Kind of."
Song Yijun did not deny it, "Actually, this is my first time to celebrate the holiday abroad. I am used to the domestic customs. Coming to this country where the Spring Festival is not celebrated, I am still a little unaccustomed to it."
Country S does not have the custom of Spring Festival. They have their own festival, but Song Yijun is a native Chinese after all, so naturally she is not used to it.
Song Yijun couldn't help but feel a little melancholy when she thought that the country at this moment should be full of fireworks blooming all night long.
"Miss, miss?"
Just as he was thinking about it, Gu Jun suddenly called twice, "Miss, your phone is ringing."
Song Yijun suddenly came back to her senses, only to realize that she had just been distracted accidentally, and the phone on the table was vibrating.
So he immediately picked up the phone and put it to his ear to answer, "Hello? It's Auntie, Happy New Year."
The caller was Song Yijun's aunt An Ruoqing.
After all, today is such an important day as the Spring Festival. Song Yijun cannot go home to celebrate the New Year, so An Ruoqing naturally wants to call and express condolences.
"Yijun, how are you doing abroad during this time?" An Ruoqing asked with great concern.
Song Yijun smiled and said, "It's good, but it's a pity that I can't go home to celebrate the New Year with you."
"Alas..." At this point, An Ruoqing suddenly sighed.
"Auntie, why don't you want you to come back for the New Year? But with your current situation, how can you come back?"
After all, Song Yijun is still wanted by the police. If she returns to China and is caught, the consequences will be disastrous.
"But Yijun, I heard recently that Baicheng seems to be treating you well?" An Ruoqing suddenly asked again.
"It's okay."
Song Yijun smiled and said truthfully, "Actually, this is all thanks to your blessing, auntie. If you hadn't been kind to Baicheng in the past, he would definitely not use me so highly now."
Then Song Yijun explained the benefits Baicheng had given her during this period.
In fact, during this period of time, Baicheng was really kind to Song Yijun. He not only gave Song Yijun the management rights in the eastern part of the underground city, but also gave her many subordinates.
Today, Song Yijun has undoubtedly become more and more powerful in her management.
"Tsk, tsk, let's put it this way, that guy from Baicheng is quite good. It seems that I didn't help him in vain."
After An Ruoqing heard this, he was very satisfied with Baicheng's approach.
At least this way, she wouldn't have to worry about Song Yijun's life abroad.
"But Auntie, I have an idea." Song Yijun said suddenly.
"What do you think?" An Ruoqing asked.
"Auntie, in fact, I have more and more power now. I believe that I will be able to make a comeback soon."
"So when the time comes, I still want to return to China and continue to take revenge!" When she said the last word, Song Yijun's tone was particularly powerful.
After An Ruoqing heard this, she paused for a moment, then sighed deeply, "Hey, why don't you give up, girl?"
She thought that Song Yijun could forget all the grievances and grievances at home when she went abroad.
Unexpectedly, instead of forgetting, Song Yijun hated Tang Nuanhua even more in her heart.
"Auntie, I will never forgive Tang Nuan in this life. Think about it, if she hadn't harmed me again and again, how could I be where I am today?"
"Am I just going to be kicked out of the country by her, and then let her go willingly?"
"Auntie, I can tell you clearly that if I don't take revenge, I can't do it."
Song Yijun's tone was very certain. Her hatred for Tang Nuanhua was no longer as simple as before.
In the past, she was most jealous of Tang Nuanhua and wanted to ruin Tang Nuanhua's reputation so that he would never be able to hold his head high.
But this time, she only had one thought in her mind, and that was to torture Tang Nuanhua no matter what.
Song Yijun had secretly sworn in her heart that she would repay the harm Tang Nuan painted on her tenfold and a hundredfold!
All in all, she will never give up until Tang Nuanhua ends up worse than herself!
"well… "
Seeing that he could not stop Song Yijun, An Ruoqing had no choice but to sigh, "Since you have already made up your mind, let's build up power abroad first."