C122 Who is the child (2/2)

Tang Chu Rui smiled.

The wind blew her hair in the opposite direction, covering half her face.

Tang Chu Rui stretched out her hand to brush her hair off her face. She replied quietly as the wind blew, ”We are not married yet. The so-called marriage contract is just a paper contract, and it's not counted.”

”What about the child? Is he that man's?” Huan Jing asked.

That rumored ”true love” of her eloping with a cheque and true love?

Tang Chu Rui did not continue to pester him. She only replied with two words: ”Yes.”

Thus, the topic came to an abrupt end. There was nothing more to say.

”Alright.”

Huan Jing turned his head and got on the carriage, not asking any further questions.

He drove around and around the city several times, and the tightness in his heart never left him.

There was music in the car, opposite the vast night sky and the bright stars.

He stopped the car by the river, got out and walked for a while, then walked back in silence.

At this time, the assistant called him and asked with a frown, ”Young master, when will you be back? ”There's a video conference tonight. In order to match the time difference at home, when are you going back to the hotel?”

Huan Jing: ”Got it, I'm coming over.”

He went back to the hotel for a videoconference, signed a few papers, and looked through some messy project plans for a while.

A stack of items piled up together. Normally, this was what he was most skilled at, but today, he felt extremely upset. Seeing all the characters on the paper wandering around, he resisted the urge to tear off all the documents and went to the hotel window to smoke, calming himself down.

The assistant was a little confused, what happened to the young master today? It's like he ate gunpowder?

Just as he was about to ask what was wrong with the young master, Huan Jing suddenly turned around and asked, ”When is the finals?”

”Ah?” What finals? ” The assistant was stunned once again.

”The electric competition,” Huan Jing said. ”The one that Tian Zong is participating in.”

”Ah, that!”

The assistant quickly flipped through the calendar.

”The day after tomorrow will be it! At that time, all the contestants will be participating! ”

Huan Jing: ”Alright, then push away the schedule for the competition. I'm going to watch the competition.”

Assistant: ”Alright.”

But then he felt a little strange.

The young master had clearly already been eliminated, but it was still impossible for him to participate in the next round of the finals. Why was the young master so concerned about the finals?

He even pushed away the schedule and went to watch the competition?

Even though he was full of doubts, the assistant did not say anything and just swallowed his words.

Just like that, Huan Jing stayed in the United States. On the second day, he remotely processed some documents in the hotel, and in the afternoon, he paid a visit to some cooperative merchants and crocodiles.

The entire trip was packed to the brim, a group of people were chatting merrily. The CEO s passionately asked for handshakes, praising Huan Jing for his capabilities. In between the cups, the elite's hunting instincts and wrists were fully revealed. He did not know why, but he really thought that Huan Jing had made a special trip to America to investigate. There were even some media speculations as to whether Huan Jing had taken a fancy to some hot topic that everyone had been discussing for a long time, etc.

Only the assistant knew that these seemingly packed trips were just a decoration to pass the time.

The Young Master's true purpose for coming here was to sit in the audience and watch the competition.

The first day of the finals was quickly over. The finals had officially begun on the second day. Huan Jing arrived early in the morning and did not miss the time for every participant to fight on stage.

This time, the organizer had long recognized Huan Jing from afar, when he saw him sitting in the seat up there, he immediately arranged for his own few assistants to come over to receive him.

Huan Jing's gaze was always on the competition grounds below.

The finals were very lively. There were more people watching, as well as the media's momentum. He sat cross-legged on the sofa with a calm expression, looking like a deity overlooking the world from a distance.

But only Huan Jing knew the worry in his heart.

He leaned over and asked the people beside him what they were going to say. The people next to him immediately went to get the order chart for the finals.

The person who came along with the form was the person who personally hosted the event.

”Young master Huan, this is how things are going ….” The organizers began explaining one by one.

”Skip it.” Huan Jing said.

When the organizers saw him like this, they knew that he wasn't very interested in the other contestants. Observing his words and appearance, they immediately changed the topic to the main topic.

”And this contestant, Miss Tang,” the host said with a smile, ”She is the fourth last contestant from last place. She was randomly chosen by lot, so it should be around three or four in the afternoon.”

During the afternoon break, the scene was the most lively.

The assistant cut the steak in her hand while muttering, ”It doesn't taste good when it's delivered to me. We'll have to delay the trip for at least ten minutes. The original flavor of the steak is gone...”

However, Huan Jing did not move. His gaze swept down the stairs, not letting go of even a single corner.

Until now, he still hadn't found where Tang Xurui was.

He continued to wait with great patience until four o'clock, when Tang's group began to compete.

Three people in a group, the other two were already in position, only her seat was empty.

Huan Jing's gaze turned dark just like that.

What was this?

Did she get rid of him?