Reborn Queen Fan

Tang Yu didn't expect Harris to use a private jet to find him, but he probably used a private jet when he was "kidnapped", which seems to be nothing.

However, compared with the previous helicopters that were already spacious enough, this jet is obviously a bit too luxurious.

Tang Yu stepped on the handmade Persian rug, and was a little surprised to see the interior of the plane, which was arranged like a small living room, which was too luxurious.

However, the blonde aristocrat probably never thought of sharing this space with other people. The calfskin armchair was very spacious, but the armchair made for one person obviously couldn't accommodate two adults.

Tang Yu and Harris squeezed side by side in the seat, and two seconds later, the blond nobleman put on an iceberg face and hugged Tang Yu into his arms.

"This is more comfortable."

Tang Yu opened his mouth wide in surprise, but quickly accepted Harris' sudden action. He must be happy, at least after the action, the blond nobleman actually explained his behavior to him...

Well, even after the action...

Tang Yu nestled in Harris' arms, the soft and warm chest under his body made him feel drowsy from the comfort.

So soon, he followed his instinct and closed his eyes. The Jade Emperor knew that without the arms of the blond nobleman, he really couldn't sleep well.

Albert came over with coffee and snacks, saw Harris' cold warning eyes, stopped immediately, turned and left, and soon brought another soft blanket.

Harris gently covered Tang Yu with the blanket, touched Tang Yu's smooth face, moved slightly, and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Tang Yu slept very deeply this time, and when he woke up, the plane had already flown over the United States.

He couldn't imagine that those old people tied themselves to a small island in the South Pacific. Should it be said that the Harris family's sphere of influence is really wide.

But compared to this, he has a more concerned question in his mind.

"Louis, bridal course?" Tang Yu opened her mouth, but didn't know how to ask the question.

Harris played with Tang Yu's soft black hair, raised his eyebrows when he heard the man in his arms speak, and opened his mouth slowly when Tang Yu thought he would not answer.

"The tradition of the Harris family, the wife of the head of the Harris family, should have various abilities to match her, but this tradition has long been broken by the previous generations of heads."

Tang Yu was a little astonished listening to Harris' rare long explanation, which was simple and concise but mentioned all the important points, but if he said that, did the group of old people just accept it like this, and it's okay for the duchess to be a man?

What surprised Tang Yu even more was the attitude of the blond nobleman.

"Louis, are you serious?"

"kindness?"

"wife."

Probably because of the frequent communication, Harris can really understand the meaning of Tang Yu's simple word.

He stretched out his hand to pinch Tang Yu's chin, turned the black-haired boy's face to him, and then, under Tang Yu's wide-eyed stare, kissed his lips very lightly, "Of course."

Tang Yu's wide eyes were confused, but he didn't intend to ask any more questions. He didn't understand what Harris was thinking, but he didn't intend to understand. He had thought about it for a long time, and there was nothing wrong with living with the blond nobleman. , if this period becomes forever...

Tang Yu's heart beat violently, and the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably. This sounds really exciting.

Tang Yu looked up at the blond nobleman above her head, and had to admit that Harris definitely had a 360-degree perfect face with no dead ends.

"Speaking of this, Louis, who are those old people..."

Tang Yu thought about those old people who insisted on calling themselves grandpa. Could they be the grandpas of the blond nobles?

Slightly taken aback, the blond nobleman raised his head, obviously not wanting to discuss this issue, but he probably felt Tang Yu was staring at him, and finally replied, "Grandpa."

Sure enough, what he thought was right, but Tang Yu looked at the faces of the blond nobles that seemed to be sculpted from ice and snow, and then thought about those old people. They can be called spirited faces with rich expressions, which look completely different in character.

Harris felt Tang Yu's subtle eyes looking at him, and frowned slightly, always feeling that the baby in his arms seemed to have something to say.

However, the blond nobleman still chose to remain silent, and he didn't want to mention those old guys who made people feel dizzy just thinking about it.

……

As soon as he got back to the villa, Tang Yu was rushed by his manager, but the New York Gold Broker, who has always been very discerning, let go immediately after feeling two chills that made people feel goosebumps.

Andy grabbed Tang Yu and looked him up and down, and was relieved to see that his model did not say anything wrong.

"Sorry, Andy." Tang Yu looked at her manager apologetically.

"Okay, it's fine, you don't have to worry about work, I'll take care of everything for you." Andy patted Tang Yu's shoulder, looked at the tiredness in the corners of his model's eyes, and decided to talk about some things later alright.

For Tang Yu's kidnapping this time, he used a lot of connections. Although he couldn't find out who kidnapped Tang Yu in the end, he really found out a lot of things in the end.

But forget it today, Andy pushed his glasses, reached out and shook the magazine in front of Tang Yu, "By the way, let me tell you another good news, last week's National Model Club, you Tang It's the third."

"Third?" Tang Yu took the magazine from Andy's hands in surprise. The ranking of the American Model Club is always announced along with the next week's theme photos. Naturally, it will not be on the magazine that Andy handed over. However, when Tang Yu was still a little surprised to see the huge photo of herself on the magazine spread.

"This……"

"This is an unspoken rule, an unspoken rule. For some popular models, the Model Association can sell these photos to other magazines. Your performance is so good, naturally many magazines want to publish your photos." Andy twitched his fingers, looking like my best model ever.

Tang Yu flipped through the magazine, and there was even a short paragraph of introduction on it. In Tang Yu's memory, foreign reporters have always been direct and straightforward, but this time the words in the magazine reminded him of Tagore's poems , romantic and lyrical.

"Andy, you guys bribed this reporter, right?" Tang Yu said jokingly.

The response from the New York gold medal agent was to lightly touch Tang Yu's head, "You are still a newcomer, where do you have the spare money to buy reporters for you?" Andy paused and said, "Actually, Tang Yu didn't do that at all. This kind of worry is necessary, the public is still very picky. You must know that the last time the Duke cooperated with you, even though the professional review gave you a high score, the public still chose according to their preferences as always, but this time no matter in In any one of these items, you have achieved considerable results."

"En." Tang Yu nodded. He was happier than anyone else when his strength was recognized.

After chatting with Tang Yu for a while, and after confirming that his model was fine, Andy left in a hurry, but before leaving, he left Tang Yu with a project proposal.

"There will be a small show five days later, but the designer is a newcomer who is not yet famous. He came to me by himself. I think it's not bad, so I took it first, but the other party also said that if you don't want it, forget it."

These were Andy's original words, but when Tang Yu opened the project, he immediately called and told Andy that he would accept the show.

This unknown rookie designer, five years later, will be a close friend who listens to him talking about all kinds of trivial matters all day long. Tang Yu thinks of the very down-to-earth Chinese name of the other party, and unconsciously pulls a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Li Daren, finally we will meet again.

"That's right." The blond aristocrat who appeared behind Tang Yu at some unknown time suddenly said such a sentence, which almost made the planning book in Tang Yu's hand fall to the ground.

"Louis!" Tang Yu glared at Harris, but soon realized one thing, what he just heard, the fashion king who always casually threw other people's clothes into the trash can actually said it was good.

"Are you talking about these clothes?" Tang Yu pointed to a certain photo on the project in his hand in disbelief. Although this kind of behavior was not very appropriate, he believed that the blond nobleman would not reveal these things. .

"Well, it suits you."

Harris' eyes were very poisonous, and he saw at a glance that in the project proposal that Andy handed over to Tang Yu, the clothes were designed according to Tang Yu's temperament.

but……

The blond nobleman frowned. He didn't like this feeling. It was enough for his own doll to wear the clothes he designed.

(Recently, all kinds of bad things have happened, and I feel sad, so I let Xiao Tang and Xiao Ha live a sweeter life. The prototype of Da Ren is Alexander Wang)