After leaving school, Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang went back to a nearby hotel.
Cheng Lang's house is not far away, but he guessed that Xu Qiao would not be willing to go home with him, and there was no reason to leave his girlfriend outside alone, so he greeted his family and stayed with her The hotel opened a suite.
The two of them were living together in the country, and of course there is no need to separate them when they go outside, but there are still two bedrooms.
Because of an accident at school, the two of them didn't go anywhere else, and dinner was settled at the nearest hotel.
Xu Qiao felt a little guilty towards Cheng Lang in her heart, thinking that it would be fine if she didn't go to school, or that it would be fine if she wasn't coquettish and couldn't walk. When she returned to the hotel, she suddenly changed, and Xiao Niao took care of him like a human being.
Of course, he no longer had any abnormal symptoms. She just took the initiative to do some tasks that she would not do before, such as preparing his bathrobe and pajamas for him before taking a bath, and heating a glass of milk for him before going to bed. Tomorrow's suits, ties, cufflinks, watches.
While Xu Qiao felt that her girlfriend was really capable, she still thought that Cheng Lang was not simply motion sickness, so she talked all night and asked him to ask a doctor to check him up.
Cheng Lang always said no, saying that he had just had a detailed physical examination a while ago.
In fact, if he wanted to put Xu Qiao's heart at ease, he could arrange for the family doctor to come and collude with him to cheat her.
But Cheng Lang didn't want to do that.
For a spoiled little girl to be so busy serving him all night, he has already made him feel ashamed. He didn't want to continue telling her a hundred lies just to hide the first incident.
Before going to sleep, when Xu Qiao planned to massage his shoulders with the clumsy method of "little etiquette and more affection", he refused her, and sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his arms: "It's okay, if you continue like this, I have something to do."
"What's the matter?" Xu Qiao sat on his lap and looked at him.
Cheng Lang raised his head slightly and looked into her eyes: "I might..."
Maybe I can't help but press her here and kiss her.
"Huh?" Xu Qiao blinked.
"I will like you too much." Because he couldn't take the risk for the time being, he changed to a more subtle way of saying it.
Xu Qiao let out a "wow" in a daze, and lightly poked his shoulder with her index finger: "Don't you like me that much?"
"I like it more." He replied with a smile.
"Oh?" Xu Qiao hooked his neck with both hands, "Then you like me now, how much do you like me?"
Cheng Lang glanced at the bed under the two of them.
"..." What kind of perverted hint is this!
She pushed him: "You are so superficial! You are just greedy for your girlfriend's body!"
Cheng Lang shook his head.
Xu Qiao exploded again, looking down at her proud figure: "You are not greedy with this body? Then what else do you want?"
Cheng Lang laughed: "It's 'greedy', but I restrain my 'greedy'—this is my level."
It is said that "like is presumptuous, love is restrained", this answer is undoubtedly satisfactory.
Xu Qiao couldn't help laughing, leaned over, and quickly kissed him on the cheek.
Cheng Lang looked at her in surprise.
"Then I'll give you a little bit of sweetness first." She said.
Cheng Lang smiled and hugged him tightly: "I am grateful."
—
After staying with Xu Qiaowen for a while, after sending her back to the opposite room, Cheng Lang touched his forehead. Slight sweating, but not much, and other symptoms are not obvious.
Logically speaking, this is a good sign, but the situation in school today made him uncertain about his illness.
He closed the door on his side, heaved a sigh of relief, and dialed Stephen's phone.
This was the psychiatrist he had used to treat him in London.
After returning to China, he accepted Stephen's suggestion to try to desensitize himself because he interrupted the regular psychological treatment, so he only asked Song Mian to manage his basic health as a general practitioner, and did not hire a new psychiatrist in the country.
After the call was connected, he briefly told Steven about today's experience, and confirmed: "Is there any possibility that my condition will worsen?"
Stephen's attitude was always calm: "Before drawing conclusions, I hope you can explain to me, when you met that transvestite gentleman, including after the incident, what was your attitude towards your girlfriend?"
"I have no idea of resisting her, but..."
Stephen encouraged: "We have been dealing with each other for so many years, you can be direct."
"Instead, I became more eager to have close contact with her. I subconsciously hugged her at the time of the onset, but the symptoms did not worsen. Instead, I got comfort from it."
"Then the current situation should not be getting worse, but getting better." Stephen said happily, "This unexpected shock may prove that your phobia has a certain 'specificity', and it no longer completely resists the female group. Of course, I cannot guarantee that you will be able to have normal contact with women other than your girlfriend, after all there is no experiment... "
"I won't do this experiment." Cheng Lang cut off his words, and paused after speaking, as if he didn't expect to blurt out like this.
Stephen smiled: "Oh, don't get me wrong, I didn't suggest you to do this experiment. If you plan to spend the rest of your life with your current girlfriend, you don't need to run in with her at all."
After a moment of silence, Cheng Lang asked: "Based on the current progress, how long will it take me to completely desensitize?"
"I can't make a conclusion over the phone, so maybe we can arrange a consultation since you're in London."
Cheng Lang thought for a while: "My schedule these days is not very convenient, I will contact you again if I have a chance."
—
At one o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang set off from the hotel and went to the exhibition hall to attend the opening ceremony of the London High Jewelery Exhibition.
Because Xu Qiao is the designer who brought her work, compared with the ordinary guests invited to participate in the exhibition, she needs to be there earlier to prepare for the opening ceremony. Therefore, Cheng Lang, who has never shown up in public too early, rarely became an active partner in order to accompany his girlfriend. When the first group of guests arrived at the banquet hall, there were only a few third guests in it.
As soon as Xu Qiao arrived at the entrance of the hall, she was received by the person in charge of the Jewelry Association and went to the exhibition center. She did not show up in the banquet hall with Cheng Lang.
When Cheng Lang came in alone, he felt like he was eating soft food - his girlfriend was busy with serious work, but he came here for afternoon tea.
The banquet hall is resplendent and magnificent, with a crystal ceiling hanging high on the platinum dome, reflecting the thick and colorful murals on all sides, and the long dining table is covered with delicious food and wine.
The arrival of Cheng Lang attracted the attention of many guests, and soon someone recognized him. It seemed that they did not expect that he would attend so early in his capacity, so they hurried over to say hello.
There was a voice that entered Cheng Lang's ears earlier than those in English, French, Italian, and Spanish.
Because that is the mother tongue.
"Boss Lang?" Jiang Fang let go of his female companion and took his hand, and walked over with disbelieving eyes, "When did you come to London?"
Cheng Lang smiled and nodded with several foreign guests who came forward, and after shaking hands with several people in different languages, he took the time to answer him: "Yesterday."
"The last time I mentioned this jewelry exhibition in the group, you didn't say you were coming." Jiang Fang said with a smile, "Are you throwing me away on purpose?"
Several guests saw that Jiang Fang and Cheng Lang were very close and familiar, even if they wanted to establish a relationship, they knew how to look at each other, so they stopped disturbing and temporarily retreated to the side.
Cheng Lang picked up a white wine from the gold-plated tray in the waiter's hand, and lightly touched the goblet in Jiang Fang's hand: "It wasn't on purpose..."
Just as Jiang Fang breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the second half of the sentence: "Could it be careless?"
He was stunned and furious: "Hey, what do you mean, you really don't think of me as a brother? Didn't you ask your siblings for a WeChat message last Christmas Eve, but it didn't arrive in the end, what about you?"
"That's not the case, after all, she has a good eye."
"..."
Cheng Lang showed a "for your own good" expression: "I just think that you shouldn't want to be a light bulb either."
"Oh," Jiang Fang looked around, "So the siblings are here too?"
"I'm going to see someone from the Jewelry Association, and I'll be here in a while."
"Then you're not with her?"
"It's not that she's new to the world and can handle it. If I stay with her, people's attention will be drawn to me instead."
"It's quite well-intentioned." Jiang Fang muttered, and looked back at his female companion who was huddled in the corner, "Hey, this is a serious relationship, and you really have to find someone who has experienced the world. It's not a lie."
Cheng Lang glanced at the little girl in the corner, then glanced at him: "New girlfriend?"
"No, isn't this an empty window? I hired a little sister as a temporary female companion. She has good looks, but she doesn't know how to socialize. She hides when she sees people and only dares to talk to me." Jiang Fang sighed enviously. Looking at Cheng Lang intently.
Cheng Lang patted him on the shoulder twice, probably meaning "I can't come with envy".
The banquet hall welcomed new guests one after another.
Cheng Lang and Jiang Fang sat on the sofa chatting with a drink in hand.
Seeing Wen Yue, Hua Yin, and Zhou Fei coming in side by side, Cheng Lang glanced away when the sight of the three of them just reached him.
Wen Yue's gaze was awkwardly lost, so she had no choice but to turn around and focus on Jiang Fang who was next to her.
Jiang Fang shook the wine glass in his hand, smiled at her, and waited for someone to walk over, and beat Cheng Lang: "You are a bit ungentlemanly, what's the matter? Didn't you treat all the women in the world as treasures before?"
Cheng Lang didn't speak.
If it was an ordinary partner, he certainly wouldn't abandon basic etiquette just because he had a girlfriend, but Wen Yue had thoughts about him, and seemed to be particularly good at imagining.
According to Xu Qiao, his gentleman complex may become a kind of "leeway" in Wen Yue's eyes.
He had to have Cheng Ye's brains to leave such hope for someone whose girlfriend had hated him for many years.
Wen Yue, who walked to the long table in the distance to get the wine, had an uneasy expression on her face.
Hua Yin and Zhou Fei surrounded her from left to right, and comforted her in a low voice, "Maybe he avoided suspicion a little because Jiang Fang was sitting next to him."
"That's right, you know that Xu Qiao is not there. He deliberately brought someone to London and didn't want her to show up. Isn't that just a 'pastime' that he carries with him? Cheng Lang never takes her to public places Can you really take her seriously? What kind of girlfriend, it’s just nice to say. Only those who can see the light are called girlfriends, and those who can’t see the light are essentially nurturing. "
"Don't say that either." Wen Yue frowned.
"Where is Feifei wrong? It's what she is. If I were a man, I would feel ashamed to bring her out."
As soon as the words were spoken here, Fu Li quietly got up in an inconspicuous corner and walked towards the sofa area where Cheng Lang and Jiang Fang were.
Jiang Fang waved at her: "Sister Lihua, here."
Fu Li sat down beside him and put her hands together like a trumpet: "Brother Jiang, is the big boss next to you surnamed Cheng?"
Jiang Fang was taken aback for a moment: "Why do you ask this, he has a girlfriend, don't even think about it."
"That's not what I mean..." Fu Li continued to hold the small speaker and said, "I heard three older sisters talking badly about his girlfriend over there. Are you on good terms, should you tell him?"
"Huh? What did you say?" Jiang became curious.
Fu Li roughly recounted what Wen Yue, Hua Yin and Zhou Fei had said.
"Tsk, it's no wonder Mr. Lang always pays attention to these people." Jiang Fang shook his head, and taught Fu Li the spotlight, "Don't listen to their sarcasm on the surface, but they are actually sore in their hearts, one by one, wishing to be caught We are the boss of Lang, even if we can't see the light, we will keep going."
Cheng Lang turned his head to look at him: "What are you talking about?"
Jiang Fang leaned over and whispered something to him.
Cheng Lang glanced at the three people in the distance, picked up his mobile phone, and sent a message to Xu Qiao: "When are you coming to the banquet hall?"
Xu Qiao returned after half an hour: "Come on, the teacher of the association is too enthusiastic. The former old president is also here today, and he pulled me to talk a lot."
Cheng Lang smiled and replied, "Can you still take it?"
Xu Qiao: "The association's communication here is okay. English is fine. I have a few colleagues from Italy and Spain. I can't bear it, but I have a friend to help me translate."
Cheng Lang: "You have friends so soon?"
Xu Qiao: "Of course, look down on who, I used to be too lazy to go out and make friends with those plastic sisters, okay? Oh, don't pester me, playing with mobile phones is outrageous!"
Cheng Lang: "Okay, come and tell me five minutes in advance."
Cheng Lang put down his phone with a smile, waited for Xu Qiao to send a message saying "here we come", took a new wine, and walked towards the center of the banquet hall.
Seeing that he was alone, Wen Yue seemed to have made up her mind, picked up the goblet and walked up to him: "Cheng Lang, I think Miss Xu might have misunderstood me yesterday, I want to explain to you..."
Cheng Lang smiled: "Miss Wen, are you free now?"
Wen Yue was taken aback: "I'm not busy."
"Really? Just now I heard Miss Wen talking with her friends very happily. "
Wen Yue was startled, and glanced at the area where he was before. No reason to hear.
She collected herself and said, "Let's just chat casually." Then she continued to explain what happened yesterday to Cheng Lang.
But Cheng Lang spoke first: "So Miss Wen's hobby is to slander her people by chatting?"
Wen Yue's expression changed.
"I heard that Ms. Wen and Ms. Zhao have a very close relationship," Cheng Lang laughed. "I have expressed some things to Ms. Zhao once before, but she didn't seem to understand me. In order to prevent Ms. Wen from being the same as Ms. Zhao, I Let’s be more straightforward this time.”
Wen Yue looked at him with flickering eyes, and the wine in the goblet kept shaking.
"I said, I'm not too embarrassing for people who correct when they know their mistakes. What this means is—" Cheng Lang lowered his voice and looked at her with a smile.
After Cheng Lang finished speaking, he nodded to her as a sign of farewell, and turned to leave.
Wen Yue stood firmly in place.
Cheng Lang didn't have to deliberately mention Zhao Baoxing, he did it because he was reminding her of Zhao Baoxing's current fate.
It turned out that the driving force behind Zhao Baoxing's scandal was Cheng Lang.
Shocked too much, Wen Yue subconsciously supported the edge of the long dining table, looked up, and saw a group of various people approaching outside the main entrance of the banquet hall.
Among the crowd, the woman who walked into the banquet hall gracefully was dazzling.
A high-end custom-made dark blue tube top starry sky dress outlines a superior golden waist-to-hip ratio. She walks with a smile on her high heels, every step is bright and moving, and every step is like stepping under a spotlight.
It seems that she is still the one who easily catches everyone's attention as soon as she comes out, the lofty young lady who has never fallen into the dust.
Strangely even, she seemed more radiant than ever.
Not because of the gorgeous clothing, nor because of expensive famous brands, but because of the charm.
Wen Yue didn't quite understand why a vase like Xu Qiao could show up so confidently in front of all the famous celebrities.
Then the answer was quickly revealed.
Due to the appearance of Mapel, the former president of the Jewelry Association, and jewelry designers, all the guests rushed here.
Cheng Lang came forward earlier than the others, smiled and nodded at Mapel, and said in standard British pronunciation: "Ms. Mapel, nice to meet you." After speaking, he looked at Xu Qiao behind her.
"Oh, Cheng." Mapel has friendship with Cheng's mother, of course she recognizes Cheng Lang, and seeing him staring at Xu Qiao intently, as if attracted, she introduced in English, "This is the youngest person in our exhibition. jewelry designer, Yu Li."
Wen Yue froze, the wine glass in her hand almost slipped from her fingertips.
Hua Yin and Zhou Fei covered their mouths and looked at each other.
Cheng Lang looked at Xu Qiao with a smile, and took her hand over: "It seems that she didn't mention me to you."
Xu Qiao pushed him and compared his lips: What are you doing
Mapel was stunned: "Oh, this is...?"
Cheng Lang smiled and clasped fingers with Xu Qiao, explaining to Mapel, "Maybe my boyfriend is not worthy of her showing off."
After being surprised, Mapel laughed: "How could it be? This is so gratifying. You are like a golden boy and a beautiful girl standing together."
Cheng Lang shook his head under the envious eyes of men and women in the room, smiled and said, "I think the me today is just her foil."
Xu Qiao pinched his fingers, implying that he was almost done.
Mapel smiled and said that Cheng Lang was modest, and then praised Xu Qiao, saying that with such an excellent girlfriend, perhaps he should be more humble-obviously, this old lady who has been in the world for many years can see that Cheng Lang I hope to use her mouth to justify my girlfriend's name and tell everyone something.
Why not do it for the beauty of adults? Mapel gave Cheng Lang this face, cooperated with him to chat about Xu Qiao's works, and walked towards the center of the banquet hall while talking.
The guests moved along, looking sideways at Xu Qiao all the way.
At the end of this episode, Mapel took the microphone to talk about the scene, and expressed his welcome to all distinguished guests to come to the exhibition. The opening ceremony is about to begin, please move forward.
Xu Qiao was finally freed from the attention of everyone. When everyone was walking towards the main entrance of the banquet hall in groups of threes and twos, she and Cheng Lang quietly fell behind and asked him in a low voice, "Why are you suddenly throwing dog food to show your affection? Are you stimulated?" Already?"
Cheng Lang didn't want to mention the unhappiness just now.
He's going to block the gossip, she just needs to be happy.
So he took advantage of the situation and said, "Well, I was a little stimulated."
"What happened while I was away?" Xu Qiao blinked.
"It happened while you were here." Cheng Lang's hand around her waist slowly stroked up and over her smooth shoulder line, his eyes were on her suet white jade-like collarbone and down, the looming snow-white mountain. Qiu Chu fell, "Where's your shawl? You still wear it when you go out."
Xu Qiao looked down at her tube top dress: "It's so warm here, it's stupid to wear a shawl."
Cheng Lang sighed, gently held her left hand, and touched the diamond ring on her index finger: "Then can you change this ring to the middle finger?"
The ring on the index finger of the left hand represents unmarried, and the ring on the middle finger represents passionate love. In Western tradition, if a girl wears a ring on her left middle finger, it means she refuses to pursue her.
Xu Qiao didn't think about it so much, she just put it on her index finger habitually before going out.
"Why did you change it?" She deliberately pretended not to understand, and asked him with a smile.
Cheng Lang lowered his head slightly, bit her earlobe and said, "Because the way those men look at you makes me want to take you away from here immediately."