Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

"Madam young, it's almost time for dinner. Look, do you eat yourself first or call the young master?" During dinner, Zhang Ma came upstairs and knocked on the door, obviously expecting Tang Xinluo to call Lu Yuchen.

"I'll eat first." Tang Xinluo rubbed his sleepy eyes.

There was disappointment on Zhang Ma's face, "Well then, I'll go down and prepare first, Madam, take your time."

Tang Xinluo nodded, waiting for Zhang Ma to leave the door, only a hint of deep thought appeared on his face.

Lu Yuchen didn't go home, should she call to ask?

Forget it, don't fight, they are just a cooperative relationship. The Mrs. Lu he needs is just asking about his whereabouts, Mrs. Lu who won't check him.

What does it mean to fight by yourself?

Tang Xinluo pursed her lips, got up and washed her face before going downstairs to dinner.

On the other side, Lu Yuchen, who had just finished overtime, was coming out of the office.

Meng Zebi walked over respectfully, "Master Lu, are you going back to the villa?"

Miss Qiao came to meet Lu Ye again this afternoon, but this time, she was rejected by Lu Ye.

Meng Ze automatically thought that Lu Ye should go back to the villa for dinner tonight. After all, there was such a big disturbance last night that even he received a call from his wife and was severely trained.

Lu Yuchen deepened his eyes, "Go to Junyu, open a room, and have dinner in the room."

Meng Ze heard it, almost stunned.

Seven Star Junyu Hotel, where is Lu Ye going to eat tonight? Over there to spend the night?

What about the young lady? !

Meng Ze didn't dare to ask more, so he could only make a way for Lu Yuchen with his head down, but in his heart he was thinking about whether or not to call his wife quietly.

He was a bit miserable yesterday.

The most important thing is that after the wife's training, the old man in his family called for another training.

Meng Ze felt that he was wronged no matter how much he thought about it. The relationship between Master Lu and Mrs. Young was clearly a contractual relationship, but only Master Lu, him and Lawyer Fan knew about this.

Lawyer Fan is okay, far away.

He is the person next to Lu Ye. If the Dongchuang incident happens in the future, he still doesn't know what he will be trained by his old man, wife, and old lady.

Meng Ze lamented all the way, but didn't notice that Lu Yuchen was holding his mobile phone and kept playing with him.

His slightly sinister gaze fell on the phone screen, his eyebrows were lightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth curled into a line, which was a sign of a bad mood.

From time to time, the man's gaze has to glance at the screen of the phone, as if he is waiting for someone to call, or as if he is just passing by casually.

Until Lu Yuchen arrived at the hotel and had dinner in the presidential suite on the top floor, his cell phone still did not ring.

*

At the villa, after drinking porridge, Tang Xinluo walked around in the small garden under the care of a servant and just returned to the house.

Seeing her entering the door, Zhang Ma leaned in immediately.

"Madam young, the young master hasn't come back after I ordered this, do you want to call and ask?"

Tang Xinluo looked up at the clock, and the hour hand just pointed to "8".

"Forget it, it's only eight o'clock, it's still early."

Zhang Ma had no choice but to withdraw.

...

"Knock, knock-"

"Please come in." Tang Xinluo was leaning on the bed watching TV.

Mom Zhang walked in, holding a small bowl of cut fruit in her hand.

Tang Xinluo would not feel uncomfortable only when he ate fruit, except for white porridge.

"Madam young, this is midnight snack." Madam Zhang put the fruit plate on the bedside table diligently, and then stood aside and said, "Madam young, it's all past nine o'clock and the young master hasn't returned yet. Why don't you just call and ask? ?"

Tang Xinluo: "No, there must be his reason for not coming back. It should be because he is busy at work, I won't bother him."

Zhang Mom: "..."

There was no way, but she couldn't persuade her, and Zhang Ma could only go home again.

*

At the same time, on the top floor of the Seven Stars Junyu Hotel on the other side, Lu Yuchen was holding a wine glass, standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the glorious city lights under his feet with an unknown expression.

He condensed his eyebrows, his facial features were deep, and the shadows of light and darkness dyed his entire face with a layer of mystery and abstinence.

At this moment, the phone that had been on the table suddenly vibrated.