Chapter 42:

When he returned to the apartment for dinner, Xu Qiao knew what he had missed during the two hours of retreat in the studio.
As she expected, the second place began to exert continuous effort two hours before the closing of the voting channel, and slowly dropped the votes in a small amount, maintaining the speed of chasing after a few minutes every few minutes, and clinging to her.
At first, she had been passively following the other party's rhythm. After half an hour, Mama Cheng lost patience.
Such a small family, can you play it?
London time was eight hours slower than Beijing. It was just before lunch time. Ms. Cheng asked her sisters to go out and hurry to end the battle as soon as possible. People shot a lot of tickets at once, turning passiveness into initiative.
The other party panicked and was stupid for about 20 minutes, probably secretly spending a lot of effort, finally pulled in a wave of new tickets.
Mother Cheng was angry again.
So stiff? No, it's not allowed. She feels just right, so she turned her head back and gave me all orders-another meal of the king covering the earth, and the wind swept the fallen leaves.
At this time, there was only half an hour left, and after the other party was dying to follow for a while, it completely stopped.
Seeing that the family died so quickly, Cheng's mother was worried that this was a slow-down strategy. Seeing that she had run out of stock, she was ready to mobilize the sisters, so she had the call just now.
But the fact is that the other party did not have any trouble at the end.
Cheng Lang said, not everyone has such a wide social circle as you, so don't look too high at others.
Xu Qiao was stunned and regretted that she had missed such a wonderful battle scene.
Regretful and a little flustered at the same time, he asked Cheng Lang at the table: "How does your mother know me?"
"It's not a'know' either." Cheng Lang picked up the decanter and poured a glass of red wine for her.
Christmas and New Year's Day are equivalent to the Chinese New Year in Europe. Cheng's Dafang has lived in London for many years, and her living habits have basically been Westernized. Therefore, Cheng's mother is very dissatisfied with the fact that her son has not returned home recently.
At first, Cheng Lang calmed her with busy work, but the keenness of the sixth sense of women could not be lost. She dug into the Burg Jewelry Studio and the existence of the character "Yu Li".
Cheng Lang's mental illness was concealed from his grandfather, but not his parents.
Seeing Cheng Lang’s cousin holding them for three years, she was so anxious that she sent her son to the hospital for regular sperm storage. At this moment, she knew that her son was struggling for a life-long event and was no longer angry, so she let him go and threatened. I have to do something for him.
However, much other information was not leaked.
Cheng Lang didn't want to reveal the details of this Miss Yu. Of course, Ms. Cheng couldn't force her. After all, it would be a sin if she used a crooked way to scare away her daughter-in-law.
"She only knows'Yu Li' but not'Xu Qiao'." Cheng Lang explained.
Xu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, surprised at the tightness of Cheng Lang's mouth.
In fact, at the beginning, she didn't have such high psychological expectations for him. When she discovered that he had kept his best brothers in the dark, she was a little surprised, not to mention that he was now his mother.
"Then you asked her to help, or did she take the initiative to mention it?" She took a sip of her drink and asked tentatively.
"Half and half." Cheng Lang handed a cut steak to her again, "'Royal Blue' is the color of the British royal family. It is very popular in London. She really likes the ring you designed. Of course I am willing to contribute to it. And I think, compared to me, she is not easy to get out of the tongue, after all, her social circle in Europe is not in the business category, so this matter is left to her."
Xu Qiao took a bite of the steak, and said softly, "I knew that Boss Cheng was so careful to plan every step of the way, and in the last two hours I would watch the battle."
She thought she might be abused if she had no relatives or friends to help out.
"What do you think?" Cheng Lang said amused. "At this time, don't you let you fight alone at your fate? Of course they will give you what others have."
Xu Qiao lowered her eyes, wondering why her nose suddenly became sore.
It’s like when she thought that this New Year’s Eve would be lonely and deserted, but ended up having a great dinner with someone who could talk to. This is when she feels that "it’s normal for me to not get it." , But someone tells you that if others have family members, I also want to give your family members, and others have backing, I also want to give you backing.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Lang tilted his head to look at her.
The culprit seemed to underestimate the lethality of his own words.
"Just..." She blinked quickly, as if blinking something shiny, "My dad said something like this before."
For so long, Xu Qiao has hardly mentioned his family in front of Cheng Lang.
Perhaps the atmosphere of New Year's Eve is naturally suitable for talking about this topic, or perhaps it is the urge of alcohol and the superposition of emotions that the result of the match has settled, making her suddenly feel a little desire to talk.
Cheng Lang put down his knife and fork at the right time, put a serious listening attitude, and looked at her in silence.
Xu Qiao took a sip of wine, thought for a moment, and then slowly said, "My mom left early, and my dad always felt that I was missing a lot of things. The children were picked up by their mothers after school, and they were doing parent-child activities with their mothers at school and writing compositions. I don’t even have a story with my mother on the topic "My Favorite Person". So he always compensates me in other places. When I was a child, I often heard him say that there are some children in my family, and children in my family cannot be less."
"It's just that when I grew up, the relationship between father and daughter was not so numb, and my brother also remembered things. He felt that he was too partial to me and would make my brother uncomfortable, so on the surface he was harsh to me, but in fact I still care about me. I spend my money as much as I want. The cloakroom at home has been expanded for me several times. My stepmother doesn't have so many clothes and jewelry." Xu Qiao bit her lip.
"My dad made jewelry because of me. When I was a child, I liked to collect shells on the beach, stringing messy shells into necklaces and bracelets. He said that he would give me the most expensive'shell' in the future. And Jinlu jewelry was actually called Fu Lu at the beginning. Jewelry, my dad heard that I was nicknamed "Gourd Baby" by my school classmates. When I was angry, I changed my name to Jinlu Jewelry."
Xu Qiao's narrative is not very logical, and it sounds messy, but such a real and undefended look is a bit cute in the eyes of people.
Cheng Lang looked at her quietly, and asked after she stopped, "Don't you blame him? For example, he was betting on this matter."
"Of course it will be blamed. But he became addicted to gambling because my mother was gone and collapsed during that time. It is impossible for him to quit quitting when he became addicted. Over the years, he has worked hard to change, most of the time. Seriously doing business." Xu Qiao pouted.
"What about finding a stepmother for you?"
"This is okay." Xu Qiao looked at the ceiling. "In the letter my mother left me, she told me that if my dad finds a stepmother for me, let me not blame him. He is still young and it doesn't make sense for him. Marry again, and when I was growing up, I always needed a "mother" to accompany me to do things that my father couldn't do. My daughter and stepmother were like this. I regarded her as my mother's substitute, and she regarded me as my mother. It’s fair that no one is involved in the additional tasks in daily life."
Cheng Lang frowned slightly: "You can tell the truth in front of me."
"This is the truth." Xu Qiao was stunned and heard something else from his words, "And what is it in front of you, is there anything special about you?"
"Especially..." Cheng Lang thought for a while, "I can hear which of your sentences is true and which is false."
"..." Means he is very smart?
The atmosphere broke, Xu Qiao came back to his senses and found that he had accidentally hypocritical, talked too much with this man, and began to immerse himself in the meal.
Cheng Lang did not reluctantly ask, treating it as nothing happened, and when the dinner was over, he said again: "What did you do at home on New Year's Eve before?"
"Watch TV or something, grab my brother and put the fairy stick at zero o'clock." Xu Qiao finished answering and looked at him vigilantly, "Why, don't you leave after eating?"
"Where to go?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Go back to your own house."
"I have no one at home, what do I do when I go back?" Cheng Lang spread his hands, "I am also the first time I am alone in New Year's Eve."
Xu Qiao was speechless and glanced at the wall clock. It was only nine o'clock.
What's the matter, are the two people who have fallen into the world staring together until twelve o'clock?
After all, she didn't want to go out.
"Then what do you do now?" Xu Qiao looked at him dumbfounded.
Cheng Lang pointed to the TV on the sofa.

Xu Qiao didn't know why she watched the horror movie with Cheng Lang in the end.
In fact, she refused to watch the New Year’s Eve party at first because she felt that this kind of show could not share too much energy, and she had to chat while watching it. It seemed strange to live in harmony with Cheng Lang's old husband and wife, so she suggested that Let's watch a movie. Once the movie is released, throw into the plot, regardless of who is sitting next to it.
Then the two began to choose movies. In the old movies with high scores, either Cheng Lang was not interested, or she was not satisfied, and finally met the same taste, and only remembered it at the beginning-oh, I saw it.
In the end, she became impatient, and she said that she would be able to select soldiers, and she would choose a horror film called "Eye".
Cheng Lang told her that if she didn't dare to watch, she would order her troops again.
She was not convinced, and said that there was something she didn't dare to watch this kind of horror film that tricked a three-year-old child, so she directly ordered the show.
However, she still folded two small pillows in the middle of the three-seater sofa to divide the three-eighth line, suggesting that Cheng Lang should not take advantage of the black light to do bad things.
Cheng Lang expressed no opinion.
The movie is about the heroine as a news reporter who has a pair of psychic eyes after a cornea surgery. Since then, she can see many "people" that ordinary people can't see.
At the beginning, the heroine didn’t know that others couldn’t see those "people". When a child in a pony jacket came to her house to borrow candles, she enthusiastically gave the candles to her and asked when she moved to this building. The apartment, how come you haven't seen him.
The child said that he had moved here for many, many years.
Then the camera turns to the point of view of the heroine's boyfriend.
When the boyfriend was cooking in the kitchen and looked at the entrance, he found that the hostess was just speaking to the air.
Xu Qiao stared at the screen, and silently stretched out her hand to the pillow next to her...
A good horror film actually does not rely on impactful shots to frighten people, but rather relies on atmosphere rendering, giving people enough brain space to frighten themselves.
Xu Qiao felt that she was lucky enough to choose a very good horror film, so that twenty minutes after the opening of the movie, she had no idea that the movie was fake, Cheng Lang was real, and she unknowingly put two pillows Circled in his arms, automatically lifted the 38th line.
Nearly 30 minutes, the movie reached its first climax: the heroine looked up past news materials in the newspaper one day and saw a report about a seven-year-old child being poisoned by her adoptive father, and some related non-public photos. , I found that the kid above was a bit familiar.
Then the camera zoomed in, and in the old photo, the other person's appearance was in contrast to the child who came to borrow candles that day...
Xu Qiao's heart trembled, swallowed nervously, and stretched out his hand to the next door to touch the pillow, and finally touched the air.
Cheng Lang turned his head and was about to remind her that the two pillows were already in her arms, but when she saw her hand reached his crotch, he suddenly grabbed it.
"..." With a muffled hum that can only be found in love action movies, he broke into the world of horror movies out of place.