"Young Madam, it's almost time for dinner. Look, do you want to eat by yourself first, or call the young master?" During dinner time, Zhang Ma went upstairs and knocked on the door, her tone clearly expecting Tang Xinluo to call Lu Yuchen.
"Let me eat first." Tang Xinluo rubbed her sleepy eyes.
Mama Zhang showed disappointment, "Okay then, I'll go down and get ready first, young lady, come down slowly."
Tang Xinluo nodded, and when Mama Zhang left the door, a thoughtful look appeared on her face.
Lu Yuchen didn't go home, should she call and ask
Forget it, don't fight, they are just a cooperative relationship. The Mrs. Lu he needs is one who doesn't ask him where he is, and who won't check on him.
What do you mean by calling yourself
Tang Xinluo pursed her lips, got up and washed her face before going downstairs for dinner.
On the other side, Lu Yuchen, who had just finished working overtime, was coming out of the office.
Meng Ze walked over respectfully, "Master Lu, are you going back to the villa?"
Miss Qiao came to ask Master Lu again in the afternoon, but this time, Master Lu refused.
Meng Ze automatically thought that Master Lu should go back to the villa for dinner tonight. After all, there was such a commotion last night that even he received a call from his wife and was severely scolded.
Lu Yuchen's eyes darkened, "Go to Junyu, get a room, and eat dinner in the room."
Meng Ze was almost stunned when he heard this.
Seven Star Junyu Hotel, where is Lord Lu going to eat tonight? Want to spend the night there
What about the young lady? !
Meng Ze didn't dare to ask more questions, so he could only lower his head to open the way for Lu Yuchen, but he was thinking in his heart whether he should call his wife quietly.
He was trained a little bit badly yesterday.
The most important thing is that after the madam finished the training, the old man of his family called to give another training.
No matter how Meng Ze thought about it, he felt wronged. The relationship between Master Lu and the Young Madam was obviously just a contract, but only Master Lu, him and Lawyer Fan knew about this matter.
Lawyer Fan is okay, he is far away.
He is someone close to Lord Lu. If something happens in the future, he doesn't know what he will be trained by his old man, his wife, and the old lady.
Meng Ze lamented all the way, completely oblivious to the fact that Lu Yuchen was holding the phone and kept playing with it.
His slightly sinister eyes fell on the phone screen, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a line, which showed that he was in a bad mood.
The man glanced at the phone screen from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone to call, or just glanced at it casually.
Until Lu Yuchen arrived at the hotel and had dinner in the presidential suite on the top floor, his cell phone still didn't ring.
On the other side of the villa, after Tang Xinluo drank the porridge, she was watched by the servants for a walk in the small garden and just returned to the house.
When Mama Zhang saw her coming in, she immediately moved over to her.
"Young madam, the young master hasn't come back after this hour, do you want to call and ask?"
Tang Xinluo looked up at the clock, the hour hand just happened to point to "8".
"Forget it, it's only eight o'clock, it's still early."
Zhang Ma had no choice but to back down.
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"Knock knock—"
"Please come in." Tang Xinluo was leaning on the bed and watching TV.
Mama Zhang walked in, holding a small bowl of chopped fruit in her hand.
Apart from porridge, Tang Xinluo would only feel uncomfortable when eating fruit.
"Young Madam, this is late night snack." Madam Zhang put the fruit plate on the bedside table graciously, then stood aside and said, "Young Madam, the Master hasn't come back after nine o'clock, why don't you call and ask?" ?”
Tang Xinluo: "No need, there must be a reason for him not coming back. It must be because he is very busy with work. I won't bother him."
Mama Zhang: "..."
There was no other way, she couldn't be persuaded, Mama Zhang could only return home in defeat.
At the same time, on the top floor of the Seven Star Junyu Hotel on the other side, Lu Yuchen was holding a wine glass, standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the brightly lit city lights below his feet with an unclear expression.
He frowned, his facial features were profound, and the shadows of light and dark dyed his entire face with a layer of mystery and abstinence.
At this moment, the mobile phone that had been placed on the table suddenly vibrated.