Chapter 183: What an Idiot！
Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi
He embraced her tightly...
He didn’t need to express anything, nor did he need to provide any comforting words. Just a simple tight embrace was better than any words he could say.
A mont later, with Tangning still in his embrace, he suddenly sat up. Just as he was about to step off the bed, he felt Tangning pull him back. Mo Ting looked at her curiously.
Tangning was like a naughty little girl as she clung to his chest.
Mo Ting turned on the bedside lamp and gently stroked her back. The corners of his lips carried a slight smile, "Aren’t you going to have a shower?"
"I just want you to hug
like this," Tangning buried her head into Mo Ting’s chest with a cute expression, "I don’t want to separate from you."
"Didn’t you tell
not to go London with you?"
I just don’t want you to be too tired...
Nor do I want myself to be too tired...
In actual fact, the couple already understood the situation. But, how could the Mo Ting that had slowly turned spoiling his wife into a career allow Tangning to go to London all on her own?
Mo Ting did not tell Tangning his plans. He simply waited to give his cute little wife another surprise.
That night, the couple did not sleep. They remained in each other’s embrace as they chatted the night away.
In a blink of an eye, it was already ti for An Zihao and Long Jie to pick up Tangning and take her to the airport. However, up until the point she was to leave, Tangning still clung to Mo Ting, not willing to let go, "Wait for ..."
Mo Ting reached out his hand and gently stroked Tangning’s hair. The wedding ring on his finger sparkled under the morning sun...
...
Upon arriving at the airport, Long Jie suddenly realized she had forgotten her passport. But at this mont in ti, she expected her grandfather to be out on his morning stroll, and there was no way she could go back and forth between ho; there wasn’t enough ti.
Tangning thought about her old ho and rembered it wasn’t far from Hai Rui. So she told Long Jie to give Lu Che a phone call; she knew Long Jie had the habit of hiding a spare set of keys.
Long Jie hesitated for a mont, but she quickly concluded that work was more important, so she reluctantly gave Lu Che a phone call, "Lu Che."
"What is it?"
"Uh...well, I forgot my passport. Do you think you could drop by my ho for a bit? There is a spare key hidden inside the mailbox and my passport should be sitting on top of my bed."
Lu Che was actually quite busy; Mo Ting still had a lot of docunts waiting for him to deliver. If it was soone else, he would have shrugged them off, but since it was Long Jie...
...no matter how inconvenient it was, he felt he couldn’t refuse...
"You wait there," Lu Che was well aware of their boarding ti, so he imdiately drove over to Long Jie’s ho and quickly found the spare key.
The furnishings inside Long Jie’s ho was pretty much the sa as when Tangning left. This was not the first ti Lu Che had stepped foot inside, but without Long Jie around, he felt an unusual nervousness.
As he pushed open the door to Long Jie’s bedroom, he found the passport was indeed sitting on the bed. But, beside it lay a pile of bras and underwear; Long Jie was in such a rush, she did not have ti to tidy up...
Lu Che blushed as he picked up the passport and hurried out. In his heart, he felt it would only be right for him to look at a woman’s undergarnts if she was his future wife.
However, because he was so flustered, he ran into a chair; it was so painful, he let out a cry.
Even when he arrived at the airport, he was still limping. But he pretended nothing had happened.
"I’m so sorry I made you run around like this."
"It’s OK," Lu Che held onto the passport and leaned against his car coolly, "Have a safe trip."
Long Jie was in such a rush she did not take notice of Lu Che’s expression as she hurried into the airport. Only after Long Jie was out of sight did Lu Che finally lift up his trousers to have a look; a chunk of skin from his left knee had been scraped off...
What an idiot!
Even worse, because the airport departure lounge was on the second level, Tangning and An Zihao witnessed the entire scene.
"It seems he hit himself pretty badly," An Zihao teased as he sipped his coffee.
"When two blockheads co together, there’s bound to be a good show," Tangning laughed. Wasn’t this exactly how love was like? It turned a person into an idiot and made them do stupid things for the other person; the thought of it was so sweet.
As Tangning was afraid to run into fans, she didn’t walk around casually. But, what surprised her the most was, she actually ran into a familiar tall and skinny man. This man was the one that spotted Mo Ting and her at the airport a while ago: the reporter from Hua Rong!
Tangning had a good mory, especially when it ca to people with bad intentions. She quickly rembered the look in the man’s eyes and analyzed his motive.
As like last ti, the man was polite as he handed her a business card, "Miss Tang, do you still rember ?"
"You’re the reporter from Hua Rong studio," Tangning replied.
Tangning accurately nad his company without even looking at the business card. The man was slightly surprised. But it was only for a mont, before a smile once again appeared on his face, "I never expected to see you here. You must be headed for the fashion show in London, I presu?"
Tangning nodded politely.
"The boyfriend from last ti didn’t accompany you?" after the man looked around and didn’t see anyone suspicious, he let Tangning off the hook, "I guess I’ll see you in London."
"What was all that about?" An Zihao quickly asked, "What does he an by, ’the boyfriend from last ti’?"
"Last ti when Hai Rui got into trouble, I went overseas with Mo Ting and was discovered stepping out of Mo Ting’s car. But, he had no idea, the man was Mo Ting," Tangning explained. "I’m afraid the coming week in London won’t be very fun. There are going to be eyes following
everywhere."
"What are you afraid of? Mo Ting didn’t co along this ti..." An Zihao comforted. Compared to the reporter, An Zihao was more afraid that Lan Xi would have sothing up her sleeves.
Of course, Tangning never imagined, this small studio would end up clinging onto her for days to co.
...
"Is Tangning already on her way to London?" Inside Cheng Tian Entertainnt’s CEO’s office, Lan Xi was questioning Luo Hao as he paced back and forth.
"She should be on the plane right now," Luo Hao replied.
"You’ve already made arrangents in London?"
"This ti, I’ve hired so famous paparazzi from South Korea. If Tangning does anything suspicious at all, she won’t be able to avoid their caras," Luo Hao twirled his fingers as his expression remained calm with a trace of arrogance. Everyone knew he was the very aning of ’pretentious’.
"Give them everything they need...until they discover what we want!" Lan Xi yelled impulsively before instructing Luo Hao, "We need to find a few more newcors to train. I don’t feel confident with just Hua Yuan."
...
After a 10-hour flight, Tangning and her crew finally arrived around midday in London.
Before boarding her car, Tangning took a quick glance at the reporter from Hua Rong. This man was awfully strange; he wasn’t exactly clingy, but, he emanated a sense of danger.
Tangning reminded herself to be wary of him as she threw his business card into the bin.
10 minutes after Tangning disembarked her flight, she received a phone call from Mo Ting. After reporting her safety to her husband she settled into the hotel organized by her agency.
"JK’s show will be held in two days ti. We will need to go for a quick interview. Even though Cheng Tian recomnded you, it has not been confird."
"You organize it then."
"Tangning, what are your thoughts regarding Lan Xi’s ’forgiving act’ of arranging this job for you?" this was sothing An Zihao had wanted to know for a long ti.
Translator’s Thoughts
Yunyi Yunyi
I’m really enjoying reading about Lu Che and Long Jie...they are so cute!
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