After waiting a while, Xie Langhuan, wearing a beige short skirt with a long train, came out.
Unlike Tao Yao and Hu Tiantian, whose flying vehicles could maintain their posture and keep their skirts still, she actually walked out on her own, wearing a pair of fluffy slippers.
"Miss." Wolf stepped forward half a step, indicating that he and the others were there, and then turned his head to gesture.
A female bodyguard behind her received a prompt and quickly stepped forward to help Langhuan lift the train of her dress that had fallen to the ground.
Inside the private room, several stylists took out two boxes, handed them to Lang Xing and the others, and then said goodbye and left.
"Let's go," Xie Langhuan said.
Wolf and the others responded and waited silently for their boss to leave first.
Xie Langhuan said, "Let's go," but didn't leave first.
After waiting for two breaths, Lang Xing heard Xie Langhuan say, "Lang Xing, come and help me."
Wolf Walk stepped forward from behind and stood next to Xie Langhuan, his right hand clenched into a fist, his elbow and arm folded together, and stretched out.
Xie Langhuan held his arm many times, and he thought it would be the same this time, but unexpectedly Xie Langhuan said, "Open your arm a little wider."
Wolf's elbows opened slightly, forming a triangle with his waist.
Xie Langhuan reached in with her left hand and took his arm.
"Let's go," she said casually.
Wolf paused noticeably.
He looked down at the ground, not daring to lift his eyes even out of the corner of his eye.
Xie Langhuan stood up, and only then did Lang Xing dare to lift his foot as well.
***
When Tao Yao came downstairs, Shu Yan was already waiting in the lobby.
He was also riding a self-balancing scooter, but this one had a small backrest. He leaned against it, looking down and fiddling with his personal computer.
The hall was both quiet and noisy.
Quiet was the large open space occupied by Shu Yan.
He stood there all by himself, while the others seemed to have deliberately left a large space for Shu Yan, peeking at him but not daring to approach.
The noise came from the crowd surrounding the outer circle.
Some people secretly turned on their personal computers to take pictures of Shu Yan, while others stood not far away, deliberately laughing and talking loudly.
There were also men and women shoving each other to get each other to come over and talk to the young master of the Shu family.
Interspersed among these were announcements from staff indicating which flying cars had arrived.
The entire hall was clearly divided into distinct sections.
"Ahhh! Just like what Xingwang said, no matter what Shu Yan wears, what expression he has on his face, or what actions he takes, he just looks like he's expensive."
"It's a haute couture piece made by God in the perfect proportions! And it's the only one of its kind in the entire alliance!"
Tao Yao walked calmly through the gossipy crowd, riding her balance bike.
She used to listen to other people's gossip a little, but today she really wasn't in the mood.
Feng Feng, the bodyguard who had followed behind and also overheard the conversation, glanced sideways.
He had never heard of using "expensive" or "haute couture" to describe someone before, but...
Feng Feng glanced at the man who was looking up at his young lady. That's right, wasn't he a very expensive haute couture designer?
Shu Yan sensed Tao Yao when she came within three meters. He didn't know why, but he could clearly sense Tao Yao's breathing fluctuations. If he got used to it over time, he wouldn't be able to sense his own parents as clearly.
Shu Yan looked up and saw Tao Yao, who seemed downcast. He moved closer and asked, "Baby?"
He reached out and led Tao Yao to the French windows. The two stood facing each other, and Shu Yan looked closely at her face. "Didn't you take a nap upstairs this afternoon?"
He wanted to reach out and touch Tao Yao's face, but then stopped and instead held her hand, placing his balance bike on her left and right.
After being disliked for accidentally smudging his girlfriend's carefully applied makeup, Shu Yan dared not touch Tao Yao's face when she was wearing makeup.
In public, Shu Yan almost never calls Tao Yao "baby," but the gentle tone she used just now was like a bombshell.
Many of the onlookers, who were already whispering among themselves, clutched their chests and shouted, "I'm dead! I'm dead!" and "Let me act in an episode! Let me act in an episode too!"
Tao Yao was oblivious to all of this. She slowly nodded and said, "Yes, I didn't sleep."
Then he lightly stepped on the balance bike and said, "Let's go."
The two left the hall and got into the flying car.
Once inside the car, the two sat facing each other.
Shu Yan got up, squatted down, opened the box that the bodyguard had brought over, took out a pair of high heels, and bent down to help Tao Yao change her shoes.
He never asked about the little secrets the three best friends shared, unless she brought them up.
Tao Yao's dress today didn't have a large skirt or a train. Shu Yan slightly lifted the skirt to reveal his girlfriend's fair legs, which were as white as fine porcelain.
Her toes were like jade, warm and soft; I held one foot and put on a shoe.
“Ayan,” Taoyao said, looking up at the top of Shuyan’s head, “I’m a little reluctant to part with Langhuan.”
Shu Yan looked up, waiting for her to speak.
Tao Yao lowered her head again and took a breath: "But we still respect her choice."
This helped me regulate my mood.
Shu Yan was not too surprised.
His girlfriend has always been like this; when faced with difficult problems, she doesn't cry or make a fuss, and she quickly calms herself down.
Shu Yan pulled out a wet wipe from the side to wipe her hands.
It wasn't that he disliked his girlfriend's feet being dirty; it was that his girlfriend disliked him holding her hand again with the same hand that had held her feet.
Yes, this girlfriend is so spoiled that even her own husband dislikes her.
Shu Yan reached out and took Tao Yao's hand. He stood up and sat down next to her. "You respect her choice, and I support your decision. No matter what happens, Miss Xie and the others have you, and you have me. Of course, no matter what happens, you still have them."
Tao Yao was now wearing a glossy lip gloss. She glanced at Shu Yan's face, which was so close to hers, and blinked.
I blinked again, looking at that flawless, expensive, high-end face, the face of God's favorite.
She reached out and pushed his chest: "Stay away from me, or I'll smear lipstick all over your face."
Shu Yan chuckled softly.
He leaned his body slightly forward again, his head drooping down a little.
"Okay, baby." His lips were a finger's width apart from hers, their breaths mingling as he whispered, "Then I'll be good and stay away from you."
After saying that, Tao Yao kissed him in a cute but fierce way.
Instantly separate.
Shu Yan smiled and put his arms around her.
Tao Yao leaned on his shoulder and smiled.
"Yaoyao," Shuyan asked her, "Want to play games together?"
Tao Yao: "What game?"
Shu Yan released her and brought up the screen on his personal terminal, which showed the image of the man smoking in the alley earlier: "Let's play a detective game of 'guess what he's hiding from and I'm looking for him'."
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