Chapter 63 Chapter 63 Beauty Trap
"He said no, what's the point of you looking for me?" Qiao Zhuoyi didn't know what was wrong with Dian Heng. He suddenly said that he wanted Tan Du to participate in the filming.
"Of course it works."
Dian Heng sat on the sofa with the same attitude as when he was invited to the show last time, as if he was saying, "I won't leave unless you agree."
Qiao Zhuo clicked his tongue, raised his hand towards Xiao Luo and Si Mo who were hiding in the small room watching the fun, turned his wrist, and pointed his fingertips towards the door.
"Okay, Brother Tan!" Xiao Luo smiled and told Si Mo to pack up and leave.
There's hope! Dian Heng's eyes lit up.
Qiao Zhuoyi yawned. "Don't overthink it. It's time for my nap. Please take your nap too."
"Master Qiao," Dian Heng said, "please help persuade him."
Qiao Zhuo pretended not to hear and got up and went into the small room.
Dian Heng followed and held the door open: "You're not helping me, you're helping Xiang Yuan."
Qiao Zhuoyi hated his style of saying half and leaving the other half the most. Before he could finish the second half of the sentence, he started to exert force with his hands.
"Xiang Yuan's leg is broken, so he can't come," Dian Heng said quickly. "That's why I wanted to ask Boss Tan for a favor. They're similar in size, so just taking a silhouette photo will be fine."
Qiao Zhuoyi had an expression that said, "You're kidding me." Xiang Yuan posted on his Moments yesterday that he was playing billiards.
"Yeah, they turned into a fight mid-game. What bad luck! What a bunch of bastards who can't stand losing!" Xiang Yuan yelled from the other end of the video, wearing a hospital gown. The camera turned to show him his suspended leg. "Brother, I really didn't mean to trick you this time."
"You'll believe it this time, right?" Dian Heng interrupted.
"Oh, I did it on purpose last time." Qiao Zhuoyi ignored him and squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth towards the camera.
"I've already given you my capable assistant Mo Mo!" Xiang Yuan shouted, "At least Director Dian helped me get tickets last time, even though he didn't succeed..."
Dian Heng turned his eyes away and coughed lightly.
Qiao Zhuo snorted coldly: "If it weren't for Si Mo, you would have more than one broken leg now."
After hanging up the phone, Dian Heng picked up the phone: "Is it okay now? Let's go downstairs and..."
Qiao Zhuo shook his head: "I owe you a favor, I can repay you, it has nothing to do with Tan Du. If Xiang Yuan can't shoot, then don't shoot. I can also pay the penalty for him."
Dian Heng's face flushed crimson, and he laughed out loud in anger: "Stubborn donkey!"
"Yes, I am." Qiao Zhuo walked towards the door, "Director Dian, please..."
When he opened the door, Tan Du was standing at the door. He was stunned for a moment: "Why are you up here?"
"The staff downstairs said they want to see Director Dian for something." Tan Du replied.
"Boss Tan..." Dian Heng tried to persuade him again, but Tan Du spoke first, "I can take the photo."
"Really?!" Dian Heng was delighted.
"Talk and cross the river." Qiao Zhuo frowned.
"Director Dian is busy now," Tan Du said, making way for him. "We'll talk in detail later."
"Okay, okay! I'll wait for you!" Fearing that he might change his mind, Dian Heng pointed at his watch and said, "Five minutes. I'll have them prepare the contract immediately!"
"Come in." Qiao Zhuo slammed the door shut with a sullen face. "If it's not possible, then it's not possible. Why force it?"
His chest heaved violently. He had already made a concession by agreeing to use TD as the filming location, but now he wanted to back out. Why did he have to do something he didn't like?
"Zhuo Yi, don't be angry. I promised him conditions."
Tan Du tried to grab his hand, but Qiao Zhuoyi was already angry and raised his arm to shake him off. He heard a muffled groan and immediately froze and stopped moving.
Like a deflated pufferfish.
Tan Du took the opportunity to pull him to sit down, put his hand under his eyelids, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
They all became red.
Qiao Zhuo glanced back and said that Xiao Luo would wrap the edge of the table tomorrow.
"I didn't know Xiang Yuan couldn't come," Tan Du said, "and I didn't know it was just a silhouette shot. I didn't want to show my face."
He gently scratched Qiao Zhuo's forearm and said, "We Pixiu artists are here to make as much money as possible. This happened so suddenly, Director Dian must have been unable to find anyone else and came to me. The price will definitely not be low, at least it can make up for Xiang Yuan's compensation. This way, you can repay the favors of both of them at the same time, and let your boyfriend make some money. Why not?"
Qiao Zhuo snorted, "Are you using both of your skills on me?"
"Hmm? What skill?"
"Coax the kids, play with the dog."
Tan Du lowered his eyes and rubbed his hands, saying lightly: "Is there?"
"No?" Qiao Zhuo kicked his calf.
Tan Du smiled and said, "Actually, it's mainly another plan."
"What?"
Beauty trap.
When Qiao Zhuoyi saw Tan Du changed his clothes, his mind automatically gave him the answer.
A white shirt, a waist belt, and black suit pants. The broad shoulders narrow all the way down, and the narrowest part is pinched into a thin piece by the waist belt, and below it is all legs.
Qiao Zhuo couldn't move his eyes away and swallowed unconsciously.
"Your saliva is left." Tan Du walked up to him and whispered.
Qiao Zhuo touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, then reacted the next second and raised his foot to kick, but when he saw the straight long legs, he retracted it awkwardly.
Tan Du looked back and raised his eyebrows - how about this plan?
Qiao Zhuo narrowed his eyes - wait!
The stylist of Dianheng team has a very sharp eye and chose another style for Qiao Zhuo - Western cowboy style.
A suede vest over a tight-fitting, multi-pocketed denim jacket with cinched sleeves perfectly shows Qiao Zhuoyi's toughness. The large printed scarf around his neck highlights the three-dimensionality of his facial features, and his stubble becomes a sexy weapon.
As light and shadow fall, the side profile lines appear extremely superior in the lens.
The photographers kept clicking their shutters, and Dian Heng sighed, "Master Qiao's appearance is even tougher than his words."
Tan Du said beside him, "He's soft-hearted."
"You're protecting your shortcomings." Dian Heng hit back rudely, "What? You think I can't see? My eyes..."
Tan Du smiled but didn't respond.
Dian Heng's eyes fell back: "Is he still using this hat?"
The photographer replied: "It depends on whether you need it. My opinion is no, it's a burden."
"Hmm..." Dian Heng said, stroking his chin, "There's nothing wrong with my face shape, so it would be a waste to cover it up. Right?"
Tan Du was poked and replied calmly, "Yes."
"It's your turn, handsome guy," said the photographer.
"Okay." Tan Du stepped forward.
The photographer looked him over and jokingly asked, "Director Dian, where did you get this last-minute model?"
My home.
Qiao Zhuo walked over and silently responded in his heart.
Dian Heng gave him a half-smile and replied, "I begged for it."
Qiao Zhuo looked at the nose and the heart with his nose, his eyes completely glued to the field. Tsk, his boss Tan looks so cool in a suit.
"How's it going?" Dian Heng said softly, "Is it okay to come to my place?"
If Qiao Zhuo ignores him, the old fox will easily become more and more aggressive. If he agrees now, who knows what traps he will set for himself later.
Suddenly, there was a gust of wind behind him. Qiao Zhuo turned around and saw someone pushing open the door and leaning halfway in. He frowned and said, "The coffee shop is closed."
"Sorry." The visitor seemed to find it novel and looked around a few more times before leaving.
"Where are they?" Dian Heng stormed out, "What are they doing?! Is there no one guarding the door?! Who let them in?"
Qiao Zhuoyi had seen him lose his temper at the recording site, and was used to it. He was fine after he left, as no one would disturb him from appreciating the person in the camera.
hiss--
I need to buy a few suits to wear.
At about the same time, the photographer asked Qiao Zhuoyi to come on stage and take a photo of the two of them.
"Back to back, yes, yes, that's it...
"Okay—come on, both of you, face away from me. Handsome guy in the suit, put your weight on your left leg, bend your right leg slightly, and put your elbow on the shoulder of the handsome guy in jeans... Handsome guy in jeans, turn your head a little, past that, turn back a little... Yeah, right, right, it's okay to look at him too. Relax your body, don't be nervous..."
"Okay—one more... okay, okay..."
With a "OK", Qiao Zhuoyi completely relaxed. He was so tired, much more tiring than getting a tattoo.
While Tan Du and Dian Heng were exchanging pleasantries, he took out his cell phone and calmly took a few photos of them.
Tan Du suddenly glanced sideways, and Qiao Zhuo hurriedly tried to hide, but Tan Du smiled at the camera, and he quickly pressed the shutter.
"Okay." Tan Du came over.
Qiao Zhuoyi put down his phone and coughed lightly: "Okay."
"I mean, after talking to Director Dian, he promised not to release his face." Tan Du teased.
"Oh, oh." Qiao Zhuo touched his earlobe.
"Let's go." Tan Du said again.
"Where are we going?" Qiao Zhuo asked in surprise.
"Change clothes, call it a day, and go home for dinner."
"Oh, okay." Qiao Zhuo followed him into the small room, but before he could react, he was pushed against the door. He swallowed and asked, "What?"
Tan Du lowered his eyes and looked at him: "How about this plan?"
"Just...just like that." Qiao Zhuo put his palm on his shoulder, "There are people outside, don't make a fuss."
Tan Du smiled and let go of him, then picked up the clothes and handed them over.
Qiao Zhuo turned around and quickly changed, but when he looked back, he found that the man was still wearing the same clothes: "Are you addicted to wearing them?"
"I can't untie it myself." Tan Du leaned against the wall, tapping the waist belt with his green index and middle fingers, his eyes like hooks.
"Depend on."
It's not that it can't be solved, it's clearly a temptation.
Qiao Zhuo took a big step forward, hooked his arm around his neck and kissed him, unfastening his waist belt. He then forced himself three steps away from him, breathing unsteadily: "Hurry up and change."
"Okay." After a while, Tan Du said behind him, "Let's go."
Before opening the door, Qiao Zhuo took a glance and saw that the redness at the corners of Tan Du's eyes had not yet faded.
Tsk, that's too attractive.
"I'm going to change my clothes," he said sternly. "You, stay here. Don't come out until I tell you to."
Tan Du seemed puzzled and grabbed his wrist and asked, "Why?"
Qiao Zhuoyi glared at him fiercely, but was ultimately defeated again by his smiling eyes. He bit his neck and gritted his teeth, saying, "The plan worked, okay?"
"Is it okay?" Half an hour later, in the villa bedroom, it was Tan Du's turn to ask these three words.
Qiao Zhuo gave affirmation with his actions.
Boss Tan pinched his ear, and in the following time, he asked for back everything he had remembered from last night.
"What's going on?!"
The next morning, Xiao Luo was startled when he walked in. "It's not even below zero yet, Brother Zhuo, why are you wearing a turtleneck?"
Si Mo looked at him dimly. Not only was she wearing a down jacket, she was also wearing a vest in the air-conditioned room.
Xiao Luo chuckled and said, "That's different! Brother Zhuo is afraid of the heat."
"I'm afraid of the cold now. Do you have any objection?" Qiao Zhuo's voice was a little hoarse.
"Brother, do you have a cold?" Xiao Luo immediately stopped smiling.
"No." Qiao Zhuo turned his face away and coughed, "I was just a little tired from filming yesterday."
Xiao Luo quickly poured him a cup of hot water: "Drink more water. Did everything go well yesterday?"
Qiao Zhuoyi said "Going well" and coughed a few times.
"I won't ask anymore, please stop talking, Brother Zhuo."
Qiao Zhuo nodded, took the tablet and started drawing, occasionally secretly pulling open his collar to get some fresh air.
In the middle of the process, he suddenly remembered to ask Xiao Luo to wrap the edges of the tables and chairs. Xiao Luo felt a little strange, but since his brother was not able to speak, he did not ask any more questions.
During lunch break, Qiao Zhuo heard the two of them mumbling about "is it expensive?" and felt his throat getting better. He asked, "What are you tinkering with?"
"Buy plane tickets for my family! It's cheaper if they buy separately. Oh my god, this big data is taking advantage of the familiar!" Xiao Luo yelled, "Why are mine so expensive? Brother Zhuo, how much is yours?"
Qiao Zhuo opened the app and threw the phone over.
"Smo's is cheaper." Xiao Luo compared them and returned the phone to him.
"Just one?" Qiao Zhuo asked after taking a look. "Where's your sister's?"
"No rush," Xiao Luo said, "I'll try another phone."
"Yeah." Qiao Zhuo transferred the money to him, and Xiao Luo stood up hurriedly: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Qiao Zhuo waved his hand and transferred some money to Si Mo: "New Year's Day red envelope."
"Thank you, Boss Qiao." Si Mo didn't hesitate and asked directly, "Do we have any New Year's goods for the Spring Festival? If so, I'll ask my mother to buy less."
Qiao Zhuoyi liked to be direct like this and asked, "Do you want it? Or just give me a red envelope?"
"Red envelope!" Xiao Luo raised his hand. "My parents bring back a lot of New Year's goods every year."
Si Mo nodded: "Red envelope."
"That's perfect. I'm too lazy to bother." Qiao Zhuoyi said, "I've been busy lately. I'll give you a big one at the end of the year."
"Thank you, Brother Zhuo!" Xiao Luo puffed out his chest and said, "My mom and the others didn't agree with me coming to Guiyi before, but now they often nag me that I'm following a good boss, hehe!"
"Don't try that on me." Qiao Zhuo spat with a smile.
"Thank you, Boss Joe." Sima said seriously.
"Don't be polite," Qiao Zhuoyi said, pressing his wrist, "Also, we're suspending orders starting today. We'll reschedule after the New Year."
"I understand, Brother Zhuo." Xiao Luo chuckled and stared at Qiao Zhuoyi with blinking eyes.
Qiao Zhuo glanced at him and said, "I have something to say."
"Can I go to TD and talk to Boss Tan and the others about air tickets?" Xiao Luo said.
"It's lunch break, whatever you want." Qiao Zhuoyi didn't pour cold water on him. If it comes to taking advantage of the familiarity, Tan Du's previous job required him to travel all day long, so his price must be higher than theirs.
Xiao Luo ran downstairs and looked at Xiao Lu and Zhou Jue's prices. He was a little disappointed: "Your price is even higher than mine."
He walked over and asked Tan Du, "Boss Tan, how much is yours?"
Tan Du held onto his phone without moving.
"Boss Tan?" he called again, and Tan Du finally said, "Your own order is more suitable."
"That's right," Xiao Luo muttered, "Mobile phones can also monitor everyone's spending level. If my brother Zhuo hadn't changed his phone in so long, it wouldn't be lower than mine..."
"Boss Qiao booked the ticket for you?" Tan Du suddenly looked at him.
"No, it's still Si Mo..." Xiao Luo looked up and swallowed, "Boss Tan, what's wrong with you?"
Tan Du calmed down, lowered his eyes and said, "It's okay."
"Oh, oh..." Xiao Luo ran back upstairs.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Zhuo laughed as he saw him patting his chest. "Are you scared by the price?"
"I was scared by Mr. Tan," Xiao Luo said, still feeling apprehensive. "I've never seen Mr. Tan so serious before."
Qiao Zhuoyi sat up straight and asked, "What happened to him?"
"It seems... nothing special," Xiao Luo thought carefully but couldn't say anything, "They just told me to book the plane ticket myself."
Qiao Zhuoyi shrunk back onto the sofa, not taking it seriously: "His price is high."
"I guess so." Xiao Luo also turned around and forgot about it. Before leaving get off work, he didn't forget to remind everyone that the temperature would drop sharply again. "Brother Zhuo, don't take advantage of your fear of the cold and don't wear clothes. Your throat must not be tired. Isn't tattooing more tiring than filming? The noise you made this morning..."
"Shut up." Qiao Zhuo's forehead veins throbbed. "Hurry and leave."
Xiao Luo's words were not a bluff. The cold air really came. The temperature dropped sharply for several consecutive days, and the road was frozen in the morning.
That is Tan Du, who still gets up early to walk the dog and buy groceries.
Even if I don’t buy vegetables, I will go to Xinjie or Qiaotou for a stroll. In short, I will go where there are many people.
Qiao Zhuoyi couldn't understand it. He would rather hide in bed and sleep, but he finally expressed strong dissatisfaction with waking up in the morning and not being able to see his boyfriend.
Boss Tan also had a solution. He came back early, took a shower on the first floor, changed into pajamas, and got into bed again. After a while of being together, he asked people to get up.
"So idle." Qiao Zhuo muttered.
"I like it." Replacing the temptation of breakfast with himself was what Boss Tan wanted most.
Although the two have many differences in their living habits, their winter clothing tastes are very similar. They both like to wear coats, one to keep warm, and the other purely for style.
"Anti-cold duo!" Xiaolu commented.
Zhou Jue's mouth twitched when he heard this: "Did that weird group of yours take it again?"
"How can you call it superstitious?" Xiao Lu retorted, "We are all the embodiment of wisdom!"
"That's just the face you have," Zhou Jue said, "otherwise your girlfriend would have dumped you eight hundred times already."
Xiao Lu immediately became nervous: "A Yuan is looking for you again? I haven't done anything wrong recently, right?
"Not yet," Zhou Jue suggested, "Do you know when it will be released next?"
After all, he works in the catering industry, so he still has some sensitivity. Xiaolu said: "New Year's Day!"
"Then what?" Zhou Jue asked.
"There must be a lot of customers. Orange peel latte was very popular during Christmas. Yes! I have to see if there are enough ingredients." Xiao Lu clapped his hands and turned to go to the small warehouse.
Si Mo finished eating an apple beside him and asked softly, "Do you want to remind him to prepare a surprise for New Year's Eve?"
"Our Momo is still smart," Zhou Jue said with a smile.
"Oh——" Xiao Luo sighed as he looked at the bear by the window.
Zhou Jue and Si Mo looked at each other and sighed.
"Why are you sighing?" Xiao Luo asked.
"Just sigh when you're upset," Zhou Jue replied, his eyes fixed on the window. "Boss Qiao went to Grandpa Guan's house again. Didn't Grandpa Guan always dislike Boss Qiao? Why has he changed recently?"
"That birthday night," said Small, "they talked for a long time."
"Really? How come I didn't notice it?" Xiao Luo muttered.
"Your eyesight isn't very good," Xiao Lu said as he walked in after taking inventory. "The anti-freeze duo are across the street. Grandma Xu might be mediating between them."
Zhou Jue sighed weakly again.
"Don't sigh all day long at such a young age!" Grandma Xu patted Qiao Zhuoyi gently.
"It's not me." Qiao Zhuo said in injustice.
"It's me," Tan Du said, smiling beside him, "My clothes are a bit tight today."
Qiao Zhuoyi secretly glared at him and asked, "Who asked you to wear my clothes?"
Snap——
Qiao Zhuo received another blow on the back: "Grandpa, why did you hit me?"
"Don't bully Xiao Tan. I saw you glaring at him!" Grandpa Guan said with a smile, "He was naughty when he was little."
Qiao Zhuo opened his mouth, lowered his head and said nothing.
Grandma Xu fought back for him and said to Grandpa Guan, "Shut up! Come with me and get two bowls of red bean soup."
"Okay, okay." Grandpa Guan obediently followed him into the kitchen.
Qiao Zhuoyi could still hear the two bickering in the living room. He smiled and explained in a low voice, "My grandfather is good friends with them."
Tan Du responded without asking any further questions. He had guessed something from the last time Qiao Yuyi came specially to celebrate his birthday and seemed to be familiar with Guan Chengmu and his sister.
"Come on, it's hot, drink it quickly." The two elders handed a bowl to each of them, watched them drink, and chattered for a while, mainly asking the two families to get along well, not to quarrel all the time, and that harmony brings wealth.
Tan Du agreed quickly: "Don't worry, I won't make any noise."
"I feel at ease with Xiao Tan." Grandpa Guan looked at the other person again.
Qiao Zhuo shrugged: "I don't dare, you want to teach me a lesson."
Grandpa Guan slammed his cane into the ground and scolded, "You little bastard! You're always contradicting me!"
They didn't talk for long before Tan Du received a call and left first.
Grandma Xu pulled Qiao Zhuo aside and asked, "Is Pingping doing well lately?"
"Okay," Qiao Zhuo replied, "I'm just busy."
They didn't even get to have the dinner they had originally planned. It was almost the end of the year, and there was a lot of work to do at the company, so Qiao Yuyi had to accompany Qin Yun on business trips.
"You should also take care of your health." Grandma Xu advised.
"Well, I'll tell her." Qiao Zhuoyi wanted to say a few more words to comfort her, but Xiao Luo called him and said that the guests had arrived.
"Go quickly, work is more important." Grandma Xu patted his shoulder, "You should also take care of yourself. Come over and visit more often when you have time."
"Okay, Grandma Xu."
When Qiao Yuyi went out, Tan Du came back with a box. Seeing him, he hid for a moment, acting mysteriously. He probably was preparing some surprise, but he pretended not to know.
Tan Du waited until he went upstairs before entering TD.
Zhou Jue leaned forward and asked, "Brother Tan, what are you holding?"
"Handheld fireworks," Tan Du put down the box, "take some back and play with them."
"A fairy wand!" Zhou Jue was delighted. He took one and said, "When it comes to romance, Brother Tan, you're number one!"
"But, Brother Tan, are you sure..." She raised her chin towards the ceiling, "that you will like it?"
Facing the only sober person in the entire building, Boss Tan didn't hide anything and said with a smile, "Yes, I need your help."
Zhou Jue clasped his fists and said, "It's my duty!"
She asked in a low voice: "Brother Tan, there is something I am a little curious about."
"you say."
"The posters for Valentine's Day and Valentine's Day were all designed by Boss Qiao, right?" Zhou Jue asked.
Tan Du smiled and accepted it. He hadn't originally intended for Qiao Zhuo to do anything with the poster this time. He still wanted him to rest more, otherwise his wrist would be too burdened.
However, Boss Qiao was still not happy and said viciously, "If you don't let me do it, who else do you want to do it?"
"The owner of the printing shop."
"It's so ugly." Boss Qiao was very direct in his disdain. "It wouldn't take much time to draw your picture."
Tan Du just let him go.
While drawing the picture, Boss Joe also gave very clear requirements for the New Year's Eve, which directly overturned his plan to go to the city to join in the fun, watch fireworks and drone shows, and then have dinner in a revolving restaurant.
Qiao Zhuoyi doesn't like crowds. He just wants to live in his own world of two and doesn't want to join in the hustle and bustle of other people's world.
Tan Du changed his plan - to go to his house.
After the two of them got together, Boss Tan had been staying at Boss Qiao's house and had never brought anyone home properly.
This was a good suggestion, and Qiao Zhuo readily agreed. He hooked his arm around his neck and said, "Let's go check out our boss's house. I wonder if there's anything hidden there."
Tan Du pressed his waist and said, "You have evil intentions."
Qiao Zhuo snorted and kicked him.
The two of them were looking forward to the 31st and agreed to stop business at 4:30 and go home to celebrate the New Year.
Tan Du had been busy in the small room since morning. Zhou Jue would come in occasionally to take a look. When he was finishing, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps on the stairs, followed by the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
"Ouch!" Xiao Lu's voice came in, "Boss Qiao, are you okay?"
Tan Du quickly put down what he was holding and walked out, only to see Qiao Zhuoyi driving past and Xiao Lu bending over to pick up something.
"What's going on?"
"Boss Qiao suddenly rushed downstairs in a hurry," Xiao Lu said, "and accidentally bumped into him."
"Is everyone okay?" Tan Du asked.
"I'm fine, Brother Tan." Xiao Lu replied.
"I just saw that Boss Qiao seems to be fine." Zhou Jue pushed the door open and saw him looking upstairs. He said, "Xiao Luo and Mo Mo have been gone for a while. I don't think they know what happened."
Tan Du nodded. He didn't know which way Qiao Zhuo took, so he returned to the small room. He guessed that Qiao Zhuo couldn't answer the phone while riding his bike, so he left a message for him.
【Zhuoyi, what happened? 】
【It’s convenient to reply to the message. 】
Time passes by every second.
There was no reply from the other end. Tan Du's body was stiff. He was suddenly awakened when he heard a knock on the door and got up to open it.
"Brother Tan, here, it's packed." Zhou Jue handed him a box, and Tan Du took it and said "thank you".
"Any news from Boss Qiao?" Zhou Jue asked, "If you need any help..."
As he was speaking, Tan Du's phone vibrated and he quickly clicked on the screen.
Not Xiao Qiao: [I’ll be back later if I have something to do]
There was not even a punctuation mark, and Tan Du frowned.
Zhou Jue withdrew tactfully.
Tan Du immediately returned to his room and called. He picked up the phone just before it was about to automatically hang up. His voice had a faint, suppressed tremor in it. "I have something to do, Tan Du."
"Okay, call me if you need anything." Tan Du paused and asked, "Should I go back to the villa to wait for you or..."
"Downtown." Qiao Zhuoyi quickly replied, "I'm in the city, you go back to your home first."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Tan Du waited until he hung up the phone, sent the address, and added, "Contact me if you need to pick me up."
There was no reply from the other end.
Tan Du first returned to the villa, replenished the food for Tanbu, and took him for a walk before getting in the car and returning to the city.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky and the night deepened.
He kept tapping his fingers on the steering wheel and checking his phone every now and then.
Before I could get any news from Qiao Zhuoyi, I received an unexpected phone call.
Tan Du instinctively felt that this call was crucial, so he quickly pulled over to the side of the road and answered the call: "Yueyue..."
There was a burst of crying over there: "Uncle Tan - Lele... Lele was taken away -"
The child was crying breathlessly, and Tan Du couldn't hear what she was saying at all. After a while, another voice came from the other side, which sounded like the nanny.
He told the other party to take good care of Yueyue, said a few words of comfort, hung up the phone, and immediately dialed Qiao Yuyi.
Qiao Yuyi's voice was tired. After learning that Yueyue had called him, he was silent for a moment. He briefly explained the situation, then sent him an address and said, "Boss Tan, hold up Zhuoyi. Lao Qin and I will be there as soon as possible."
"Okay, don't worry." Tan Du gripped the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator.
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