Reborn Queen Fan

I probably jumped into the Yellow River this time and couldn't clean it up.

When Tang Yu watched the quick-acting Tom pick up the camera, and through the smoke of the hot pot, he was already shooting the blond nobleman in all directions without any dead ends, he knew that everything was farther and farther away from what he thought up.

He can even think of what will appear in tomorrow's magazine. Why do things always go in the worst direction?

However, it is likely that things will turn against each other. After being frightened in the heart, Tang Yu suddenly became calm.

He greeted Harris with a calm face, then stood up, took out a new set of tableware from the kitchen, and then invited the blond nobleman to taste the tableware from the kitchen under the eyes that even Tom felt surprised Chinese/Chinese cuisine.

And unexpectedly, the blond aristocrat who seemed to be out of this world accepted the invitation silently, and just sat beside Tang Yu.

As for Andy, the moment Harris appeared, he gave up the thrilling chopsticks in his hand and the meat on them that hadn't been put into his mouth.

New York's gold medal brokers obviously can't recover from this shock.

Tom finally put down the camera tremblingly under Harris' cold gaze. Although he sat down again under Tang Yu's friendly smile, he couldn't eat the hot pot for the time being.

The atmosphere of silence and embarrassment continued to spread at the dinner table. Tom should have been excited when he met another protagonist of the event he was interested in, but at this moment he felt extremely overwhelmed because of the sudden close contact. nervous.

He didn't know whether he should continue the interview, because he always felt that once he opened his mouth, it would destroy the eerie and terrifying home atmosphere on the other side.

Anyone who knew the name of Harris would probably not be able to close their jaws after seeing the scene in front of them.

So Tom could only continue to observe the astonishing scene in front of him dumbfounded while holding the spoon.

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Naturally, it is impossible to expect the blond nobleman to stand up like a mortal and pick the food in the hot pot by himself.As a matter of course, Tang Yu, who is probably the only one who is quite calm besides Harris, has to do all this for him.

Thanks to the list of likes and dislikes about the Duke prepared by Albert before, Tang Yu realized that it was also a food he carefully selected, and the men around him obediently ate it.

"Mr. Tom, please go ahead."

Tang Yu admired his composure at the moment. While preparing food for the blond nobleman who accidentally used his chopsticks very well, he looked at Tom. It seemed that the interview could continue.

"Eh..." Tom, who suddenly felt that he had entered a new world, froze. How could he ask in this state.

What's more, regarding the previous question, how could he ask it in the presence of another terrifying party.

"Eat first... let's eat." Just when Tom was in a daze, Andy seemed to have finally recovered from the shock. He picked up his chopsticks again, and then helped Tom get some vegetable leaves from Andy's. It is not difficult to see from his behavior that he probably hopes that his friend will remain silent for the time being.

However, it was clear from his trembling tone that this New York gold broker was only superficially calm.

"Oh, oh." Tom accepted the friend's suggestion without hesitation, picked up the few vegetable leaves with the chopsticks in his hand and gnawed them carefully.

So Tang Yu rarely took the initiative to invite, but was fooled by his manager with a few vegetable leaves.

It wasn't until the quiet hot pot party ended and the blond aristocrat left temporarily because he disliked the hot pot smell on his body that the air in Tang Yu's small apartment seemed to flow again.

"Mr. Tom, you can continue." Tang Yu packed the cups and plates on the table to the kitchen, and came to the living room with three cups of tea. He was still thinking about his unfinished interview work.

"Mr. Tang, you and the Duke?" Tom no longer knew how to ask, so he could only ask tentatively.

"As you have seen sir, in this case, if I tell you that I really have nothing to do with Mr. Harris, would you still believe me?" Tang Yu asked hopelessly.

Tom shook his head as a matter of course. If he read correctly, he saw Duke Harris coming out of the oriental model's bedroom. The wife-like way of getting along also definitely shows that this magical oriental model will not have nothing to do with the Duke.

No New Yorker would allow someone not close to him to put cutlery on his plate.Although the Duke is not American, the nobles should have a stricter set of dining etiquette.

Obviously, the interview can only go so far, but in fact, for Tom, the amount of information he got in today's interview has reached a terrifying level.

So much so that when he discussed with the editor-in-chief of the magazine with the audio recordings and photos, both of them looked at each other speechlessly.

"Tom, do you know the feeling of holding big news in your hands but not being able to release it?" the chubby editor-in-chief looked at the things on the computer and said sadly.

On the other side of him, Tom also looked distressed, obviously got such exclusive news, but now they are hesitating between letting it go or not letting it go.

After dinner, Tom hurried to the magazine office. The things in his hands were worth the overtime work for everyone in the company and the printing factory.But now he's in the office with his editor, thinking about putting it in the magazine.

Obviously, if such earth-shattering news is released, it will definitely cause a big shock in the fashion circle.

However, in front of such a happy prospect lies a difficult and huge problem, what if the blond nobleman feels unhappy because of this.

The chubby editor-in-chief shook his body. He still remembered that the Duke once appeared on the cover of Gossip Weekly because of his scandal with some models and closed down several magazines in anger. He was once the editor of a certain magazine. Editor in Chief.

He didn't want to experience such a nightmare again.

"Maybe you can ask again, that Mr. Yu Tang." Unconsciously, he added an honorific name to Tang Yu's address, and the chubby editor-in-chief looked at Tom expectantly, "You and that Andy, the model's agent, is a good friend, isn't he?"

"Then this time, let's publish the interview about Mr. Tang first. As for the other part, it's better to publish it later. No matter how late it is, it's never too late for this kind of news." Yes, but Tom looked at the photos he had taken, and suddenly had a feeling that he would publish these photos one day.

Tom and his editor-in-chief at the magazine office were struggling, and Tang Yu, who was the interviewee, was also struggling, lying powerlessly on his little bed. Tang Yu suddenly felt regretful. Why did he act so calmly at that time? behaved like that.

Jade Emperor, he is not using actions to confirm that there is something between him and the blond nobleman.

Although in fact, there is indeed something between them.

But in any case, he didn't want this to be published as a front page headline in the magazine.

Rolling on the bed with the pillow in her arms, depressed for a while, Tang Yu still sat up.Well, although he is very depressed now, but that is all for tomorrow. Letting go of the pillow in his hand, Tang Yu automatically and consciously opened the sliding door that was forced to be installed.

He had to serve as a pillow for the blond nobleman.

But when Tang Yu opened the door, he found that the blond nobleman was not sitting on the bed looking at something as usual.

A rare curiosity, he visited Tang Yu at this moment. He carefully opened the door of Harris' study room, and he saw the blond nobleman bent over and drawing something on the specially-made table.

Tang Yu, who knew what she was spying on, wanted to leave immediately, but was stopped by Harris.

"Tang Yu." The pure Chinese sounded not far from him again.

Tang Yu turned around and walked to Harris' side silently, "Sorry, ha...Louis, I didn't mean to disturb your design."

Tang Yu looked at the half-finished design draft spread out on the table, and said apologetically.

He knows that some designers can't be disturbed when they are working, because doing so will make the inspiration go away.

But the blond-haired nobleman didn't seem to have any intention of blaming Tang Yu, he just put down the colored pencils in his hand, and then embraced Tang Yu under Tang Yu's horrified gaze.

"Let's go and go to rest."