Chapter 3

Xia Li stepped over a group of Gaoding gowns she carried back from Paris last month, stood in the open space between the new Hermes gift boxes sent to her by several brands, bent down to pick up the silver fox scarf she threw on the ground yesterday, slowly looked back at the serious Tang De, and deeply suspected that his brain might be ill. She said it was right to restore one by one, but even the messy layout was restored one by one. This is not a brain disease. What is it?? Tang De finally noticed something was wrong, looked at Xia Li and asked, "young grandma, did I... Misunderstand what you mean?" Xia Li didn't want to live together for the first day, so she left an impression that Li Beichuan's men were difficult to get along with. After all, as the first celebrity in Kyoto, she had a celebrity burden. So Xia Li swallowed all her words, pulled out a dry smile and said, "you did a good job, but you don't have to be so divine." Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door. Xia Li looked behind Tang De and saw that Li Beichuan had changed his home clothes, which showed that his fierce aura was much softer. He opened the door and said, "Xia Li, turn off the mute mode of your mobile phone. Your father is looking for you."“ Oh. " Xia Li opened up a truth with her feet, sat on the chair in her room and dialed her father's phone“ Baby, have you arrived at Tingzhi garden? "“ Here we are. "“ Before the wedding, remember to get along well with Beichuan. This child is very good. If he works well everywhere, he will really cultivate feelings. Dad won't pit you. We'll come to see you when we come back from our European branch next month. "“ I see. " She paused and asked, "where's my mother?"“ Oh, your mother, she's having a video conference. Do you want dad to give her the phone? "“ No, I have something else to do. Hang up first. "“ OK, what's wrong? You remember to call your father and say. " Xia's father hung up the phone, glanced at Xia's mother who was still working, sighed and said, "you mother, your daughter lived with someone on the first day and didn't even have time to answer the phone." Xia's mother just finished the overseas video conference. She glanced at the dissatisfied Xia's father, frowned and said, "pear has an idea, and she's not a three-year-old. She can decide her own business, so we don't have to worry about it." Xia Fu hummed and said, "she is 80 years old and still my baby!" He said, turning to leave“ You wait. "“ What am I doing out for a walk? " Xia Fu turned and asked unhappily. Xia's mother said coldly, "if you go out, go and send the suitcase in my study to the pear." Xia Fu went upstairs and opened the suitcase. He only saw that there were things Xia Li would like. Snacks, jewelry, clothes, everything Here, Xia Li has just finished calling Xia Fu. She is a little depressed because she also expects her strong woman mother to treat her as a child and care more about her. The cell phone suddenly rang again. It was a voice call from her best friend Monica. Xia Li adjusted her mood before she connected the phone: "what can I do for the princess?"“ I'll do it! I knew you didn't! " Monica's voice was very anxious and said directly, "look at the microblog, you're hot!"“ Me? "“ Yeah! Didn't you get a trumpet called screenwriter Xiao Li? "“ Yes. "“ That's it! You were scolded by the little star of the crew. She said you hit her and were crying on her microblog. "“ Cry? " She guessed what Liang angqi's threatening words meant. It was to storm her rhythm. Xia Li frowned, narrowed the call box and clicked on the microblog. There are five words hanging on the first big thorn of microblog hot search - [Liang Anqi was beaten] and a word "explosion" hanging next to it.