C177 Send a text message under the table (2/2)

”Young Master, you're finally here. Don't you know how long the Miss has been waiting at the dining table!”

”That's right, she waited from the time of dinner until now …”

When Huan Jing entered the door, he saw Tang Meng Rui lying on the dining table. He seemed to have already fallen asleep from waiting.

When he saw her, he frowned slightly and almost immediately went to her side.

”Why...”

Huan Jing was about to ask something, but he seemed to have noticed that Tang Meng Rui's breathing had already become very steady, and he lowered his voice.

”What's going on?”

maids explained in a low voice: ”Miss has to wait for you to eat today, she doesn't want to eat anything we say, so she waited here for more than two hours … …”

Huan Jing frowned: ”Why didn't you call me and tell me to come back earlier?”

maids: ”Miss did not want us to call you. She said that it might affect young master's job …”

”Then why not persuade her to sleep in her room?”

Huan Jing's voice was very strict, and his glare was so heavy that the maids could not even raise their heads.

”It's Miss. Little, Miss, she won't go to her room to sleep …”

”Even if she won't go back to her room to sleep, won't you put a blanket over her?”

Huan Jing found a thin blanket on the sofa and covered her body, carefully tucking it into every corner of her body, as if he was cherishing a precious treasure. However, when he looked up, he saw the pressure and slight dissatisfaction in the eyes of the maids in front of him, which made them not even dare to breathe loudly.

”This kind of thing cannot happen again in the future.” Huan Jing opened his mouth and spoke in a low voice, ”If you appear again, please take your leave.”

”Sorry, young master, we were wrong …” ”I won't next time …”

They had long heard that the young master had spoiled the young lady to such an extent, but the maid was still shocked.

Huan Jing carried the sleeping Tang Gu Rui and slowly walked up the stairs, disappearing from everyone's sight.

The maids on the floor looked at each other, testing each other out. No one dared to say anything.

Upstairs.

Huan Jing used his elbow to push open the door, and placed Tang Meng Rui on his bed.

The girl's hair fell down like seaweed and flowed into his arms.

He moved gently, putting her down and patiently tucking in his quilt. He didn't know why, but looking at her sleeping appearance, he actually didn't want to leave.

”Don't wait for me in the future.” Huan Jing caressed her hair softly, as if he was touching good silk. ”If you want me to come back, just make a phone call, okay?”

His voice was very soft, more like he was talking to himself.

But she woke up a little.

She opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. She looked at him, then looked at him again.

”You're back?!” she asked.

”When did you come back?” Why didn't you call me? Eh? Where am I now? Shouldn't I be at the table? ”

Huan Jing said as his gaze turned gentle, ”I'll get them to bring out whatever you want to eat.”

”No need, let's go downstairs to eat.”

Tang Meng Rui had waited with great difficulty for Huan Jing, and now there was an opportunity for her to get closer to the mission points. Naturally, she wasn't willing to let it go. She carelessly ruffled her hair and pulled Huan Jing downstairs to eat dinner. maids downstairs had already reheated the dishes.

There was a clinking of cups and forks and spoons on the table.

After a meal, Tang Chu Rui felt that eating in front of her could not improve her feelings, so she took the initiative to find out what was going on.

”What's the matter with the company recently? Why are you working so late?” she asked casually.

As soon as she said it, Tang Chu Rui regretted it!

What was she talking about? Wasn't this conversation supposed to occur with a gentle and virtuous wife and a homecoming husband?

She was merely an accessory of Huan Jing, and was she already qualified to ask him about the matters of the company?

She cursed silently in her heart. Tang FuRui, are you thinking too highly of yourself? Did he really think of himself as the mistress of this place?

However, Huan Jing didn't notice anything abnormal, and naturally continued: ”I've been busy with a purchase case recently.”

”Hm.” Tang Meng Rui replied. She then heard Huan Jing talking about the company's matters two or three times.

But there wasn't much she could understand. They were all professional terms.

Suddenly, Huan Jing spoke out.

”It's also because of this case that I have to attend a ball a week from now.” Huan Jing suddenly raised his head and asked, ”Are you going?”

”Ah... ”Me?”

Caught off guard by the question, Tang Chu Rui choked several times in a row!

What in the world was he going to do... Or not?

Even if he did go, what did it mean?

If Xie Chen was here, he would probably point her in the right direction.

Tang Chu Rui sneaked her hands down the stairs and found her phone. She began to call blindly and send a message to Xie Chen in shock …

A text message was sent out. Just as Tang Muren heaved a sigh of relief, a text message sounded out!

Tang Chu Rui's entire body was in a mess!

I forgot there was a bell!

Huan Jing was a little doubtful and asked: ”Who are you sending the message to?”

… ….