He hugged her tightly …
There was no expression or comfort, but the action of a tight hug was better than a thousand words.
A moment later, Mo Ting suddenly sat up with Tangning in his arms. Just as he was about to get off the bed, Tangning held him back. Mo Ting was confused.
Tangning was like a shameless doll as she leaned into Mo Ting's embrace.
Mo Ting turned on the bedside lamp and gently stroked Tangning's back with a slight smile, "Aren't you going to shower?"
"I just want you to hug me like this," Tangning buried her head into Mo Ting's chest, "I don't want to be separated from you."
"Didn't you refuse to let me go to England with you?"
I just don't want you to be too tired …
You just don't want me to be too tired …
In reality, both of them were well aware of this. But, for Mo Ting, who had slowly turned doting on his wife into his career, how could he possibly let her stay in London on her own?
But, he did not tell Tangning. He simply waited to give his wife another surprise.
That night, the two of them couldn't sleep. They hugged each other and chatted until dawn.
Not long after, An Zihao and Long Jie arrived at Hyatt Regency to pick Tangning up. However, before they left, Tangning still clung onto Mo Ting, "Wait for me..."
Mo Ting stretched out his hand and stroked Tangning's long hair. The wedding ring between his fingers shone brightly under the sunlight...
…
After arriving at the airport, Long Jie suddenly realized she had forgotten to bring her passport. However, grandfather was definitely taking a walk at this time and there was no way she could go back the way she came; there was no time.
Tangning remembered her old apartment wasn't too far from Hai Rui, so she asked Long Jie to give Lu Che a phone call. She knew Long Jie had a habit of hiding her keys.
Long Jie hesitated for a moment. In the end, work was more important. So, she bit the bullet and gave Lu Che a phone call, "Lu Che."
"What happened?"
"Um … I forgot to take my passport. Can you come to my house? The house key is hidden in the mailbox at the door. The passport should still be on the bed. "
Originally, Lu Che didn't have time. Mo Ting still had a lot of documents waiting for him to deliver. If it was anyone else, he would have told them to leave. But, it was Long Jie …
No matter how troublesome it was, he couldn't refuse it …
"Just you wait." Lu Che was actually more aware of the boarding time than the others, so he immediately drove over to Long Jie's apartment and successfully found the key.
Actually, the furnishings in the house were pretty much the same as when Tangning left. This wasn't Lu Che's first time here, but without Long Jie around, he felt a little nervous.
He pushed open the door and entered Long Jie's room. The passport was indeed on the bed, but there was also a pile of bras and panties that Long Jie hadn't had time to tidy up...
Lu Che's face turned slightly red as he grabbed his passport and left. In his heart, only things that belonged to his future wife could be looked at in such a way.
However, because he was in too much of a rush, Lu Che bumped into a chair, causing him to groan in pain.
Even when he arrived at the airport, he was still limping. However, he pretended to be calm.
"Sorry for making you come all the way here."
"I'm fine." Lu Che took out his passport and leaned against the car door, pretending to be cool. "Have a safe journey."
Long Jie was in a hurry, so she didn't notice Lu Che's expression as she rushed into the airport. As for Lu Che, he waited until she was far away before lifting up his trousers to take a look. The skin on his left knee had been scraped off...
What an idiot!
Of course, there were even more idiots. Because the airport departure lounge was on the second floor, Tangning and An Zihao could see Lu Che's reaction from downstairs.
"I bet the collision was pretty bad," An Zihao teased Lu Che as he sipped on his coffee.
"Two blockheads bumping into each other, there's going to be a good show to watch." Tangning laughed. But, wasn't love supposed to turn someone into an idiot and make them do stupid things for each other? Thinking about it, it was quite sweet.
Because she was worried about bumping into fans, Tangning didn't dare to walk around casually. But, to her surprise, she once again saw the tall and skinny man. It was the reporter from Hua Rong that bumped into Mo Ting dropping her off at the airport!
Tangning's memory had always been good, especially when it came to people with bad intentions. She was able to quickly remember their gaze and analyze their intentions.
This time, the man was polite as he handed her his business card, "Miss Tang, do you still remember me?"
"A reporter from Hua Rong," Tangning blurted out.
The man was a little surprised that Tangning could accurately identify his agency without looking at his business card. But, it only lasted for a moment before he recovered his smile, "I didn't expect to bump into you here. Are you attending the London Fashion Show?"
Tangning nodded her head politely.
"Are you not here with your previous boyfriend?" The man scanned Tangning's surroundings. After confirming there was no one suspicious, he let her off the hook, "In that case, I'll see you in London."
"What's this all about?" An Zihao immediately asked. "What do you mean by previous boyfriend?"
"Last time, when Hai Rui was in trouble, I accompanied Mo Ting overseas. This reporter saw me getting out of Mo Ting's car, but he had no idea it was Mo Ting," Tangning explained. "I'm afraid we won't have a good week in London. Someone is going to have their eyes on us."
"What are you afraid of? President Mo didn't come with us... "An Zihao tried to calm Tangning down. Compared to this reporter, he was more worried about Lan Xi playing some tricks.
Of course, Tangning would have never imagined that a small studio like this would end up entangling with her.
…
"Has Tangning already set off for London?" Lan Xi asked Luo Hao who was pacing back and forth in Cheng Tian Entertainment's office.
"She should be on a plane right now," Luo Hao replied.
"Have you already made arrangements in London?"
"This time, we've found a famous Korean paparazzi. If Tangning does anything suspicious, it will be impossible for her to escape their cameras," Luo Hao said as he twirled his fingers. He had a calm and arrogant expression on his face. He had always been the epitome of a hypocrite; everyone knew this.
"Give them all the privileges they want... until they find what we are looking for!" Lan Xi yelled before turning to Luo Hao, "We need to find a few more newcomers to train. I don't feel comfortable with only Hua Yuan."
…
By the time Tangning and her entourage arrived in London, it was noon in the UK.
As Tangning boarded her car, she glanced at the reporter from Hua Rong. This man was very strange; he was not one of the clingy paparazzi, but he exuded a dangerous aura.
Tangning made sure she was on guard against him and did not throw his business card into the bin.
Tangning received a phone call from Mo Ting 10 minutes after she landed. After checking in with her husband that she was safe, she decided to check in at the hotel arranged by the agency.
"JK's show is in 2 days. We need to go for an interview first. Although Cheng Tian recommended you to be the opening act, we can't confirm it yet."
"You can make the arrangements."
"Tangning, what do you think of Lan Xi 'forgetting' to give you resources?" An Zihao had always wanted to know.
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