Liu Yi smiled happily after waking up and seeing the hug emoji sent by Xia Honglang.
Perhaps it was because both of his daughters were at such vibrant ages, but Xia Honglang had also started to follow the footsteps of young people.
Whatever the youth were into, he could quickly learn.
He had become quite proficient with this set of emojis.
“Aunt Liu, has Qingyu woken up? We need to leave in 40 minutes,” Xia Qingtian asked, peeking into the room and knocking softly.
Today was the day Xia Qingyu and the other two were going to participate in the friendly match. The venue booked by Shi Guanzhu’s friend, Old Wen, was a bit far from here, so they had to set off early.
“She’s already awake,” Liu Yi replied with a smile. “Do you really not need me to come along?”
“Not today. Today is the first day of the friendly match, and I reckon it will mostly be about getting acquainted. Qingyu’s preliminary rounds are tomorrow. Plus, it’s the first day of the competition, so we can go accompany her tomorrow,” Xia Qingtian explained, her arrangements quite thoughtful. “Someone will take you sightseeing today. Buy whatever you like, don’t save money for my dad.”
“Okay,” Liu Yi said, pursing her lips and smiling. “Then I won’t be polite.”
“Why be polite when you’re spending your husband’s money? He’ll get angry if you are,” Xia Qingtian said while chatting with Liu Yi. Xia Qingyu had already changed and walked out.
Today was the first day of the friendly match. Although she didn’t know what exactly would be happening, Xia Qingyu felt that wearing sportswear was enough to handle any surprises.
She wore a bright pink sports top and white shorts with pink trim, paired with lightweight shoes that were a mix of white and pink.
Her long hair, usually worn down, was tied into a high ponytail today, giving her a full of energy appearance.
Xia Qingtian’s eyes lit up when she saw her. “Are we sisters with telepathy?”
Her own outfit today was also pink and white. She wore a pink top with a white skirt and open-toed sandals with sparkly buckles on a low heel, a perfect summer ensemble.
Xia Qingyu chuckled and didn’t reply.
There was no telepathy; it was just a little trick of hers.
She had helped Xia Qingtian pack her luggage yesterday, so she knew exactly what clothes Xia Qingtian had brought.
While packing, she had intentionally coordinated her outfits and placed this particular set in a conspicuous spot.
Today, she deliberately wore the same color scheme as Xia Qingtian. They were sisters, after all, so dressing like a couple was perfectly reasonable.
Yes, very reasonable.
Holding Xia Qingyu’s hand, the sisters went to dine and saw Bai Yuqi yawning from sleepiness and Miao Tong looking listless.
It was unclear what time these two had returned last night, but judging by their appearance, they were likely to be out early and return late again today.
In contrast, Shi Xingwu and Li Xiaozhong looked full of energy.
Shi Xingwu was to be expected. Li Xiaozhong had probably fallen asleep immediately last night and looked well-prepared today.
Upon seeing the Xia sisters, Shi Xingwu couldn’t help but launch into a round of flattery, making Li Xiaozhong want to disown him.
Xia Qingtian smiled and accepted the compliments, chatting and laughing with Shi Xingwu.
After breakfast, the three of them, including Xia Qingyu, got into a car to meet up with Shi Guanzhu and the others. Xia Qingtian, on the other hand, got into another car to meet Madame Camille. Her main engagement this time was the K&S Fashion Week, and her schedule was quite tight.
At the same time, Tarik also got into the car that was about to depart. Just as the door was about to close, a beautiful, fair hand stopped it.
“Tarik, where are you going!” Sif ran over, her porcelain-doll-like face flushed with a thin layer of red, adding to her charming shyness. “You haven’t eaten the longevity noodles I made for you! Are you going to see that Lei family’s daughter? Do you like her that much?”
“I don’t have time, you eat it yourself,” Tarik replied with a frown. “I’m going to Vincent’s place. He’s attending a friendly match with an old friend today, and I’m going to show my face and say hello.”
“Then I’m going too!” Sif said, her beautiful eyes shifting. “Father said that I will be assisting you this time!”
“You were asked to assist with Lei family matters, this has nothing to do with it. Don’t waste my time,” Tarik said. He hadn’t slept well last night, and while his body was tired, his mind was exceptionally clear, constantly thinking about matters related to Xia Qingyu.
She shouldn’t have provoked him.
He had originally intended to let it go.
But Xia Qingyu had suddenly appeared, right within his reach.
He could easily kidnap her and bring her to his estate, to his island.
As long as he wanted to hide her, no one would be able to find them again.
He could do it.
But there was also a rational voice telling him that he couldn’t treat her like that.
She had her own life, her family who loved her.
She was different from him.
Tarik’s existence was more like a symbol, a tool.
But Xia Qingyu was different; she lived like a person, a living, breathing person.
If he were to take Xia Qingyu away and imprison her in his own small world.
Then what would be the difference between Xia Qingyu and a doll on a shelf in a shop window?
All night, a little red figure with devil horns and a little white figure with angel wings argued beside his pillow.
He really didn’t have the energy to deal with Sif’s nonsense right now.
“I don’t care, I’m going with you!” Sif insisted, squeezing into the car. After closing the door, she leaned into Tarik’s embrace. “Tarik, I woke up too early, I’m so sleepy.”
“Either sit properly or get out,” Tarik glared at Sif.
Sif then reluctantly straightened up, her mouth turned down.
She had liked Tarik since she was little. After so many years, why hadn’t Tarik ever been moved by her?
Clearly, for other men, all she had to do was beckon, and they would willingly offer their lives. But only Tarik…
The car drove eastward and soon arrived at a private villa owned by Vincent.
This was a complex of buildings that Vincent had specifically built in imitation of Chinese architecture to research Chinese culture.
Not only was the area considerable, but the imposing presence, the meticulous construction, and even the pavilions, waterscapes, rock gardens, and flower beds were exquisite, with a new view every ten steps, showing great care.
“As expected of Europe’s largest arms dealer, this isn’t something money alone can achieve…” Sif exclaimed with a tut, her beautiful eyes blinking, both lively and charming.
“Talk less for a while, and stick close to me,” Tarik instructed before walking inside.
Sif made a funny face at Tarik’s retreating back, then quickly caught up and linked her arm through his. “I’m doing this to stick close to you, so I don’t cause trouble~”
Tarik glanced at Sif, but didn’t really shake her off.
It wasn’t because Sif’s reason was particularly good. The main reason was that Tarik knew that even if he shook her off, Sif would just latch onto him again.
It was okay when they were little, but why had she become so undisciplined as she grew older?