Chapter 17

Tang mianrui lingered to go out, but at the moment of going out, he suddenly hid in the house.

"What's the matter?" The assistant asked in surprise.

Tang ruorei holds the doorframe and wants to cry without tears.

What else?

Of course, before she went to the battlefield, she found that she was not as brave as she thought.

"I dare not go out." She told the truth.

The female assistant looked at the time on her wrist and pulled her face down.

"Miss Tang, it's 30 minutes since our scheduled time. My young master has never spent such a long time waiting for someone. You should be glad that he hasn't sent someone to take a message. "

"Well, well, I see." She knew there was no other way at the moment, so she had to dally out.

But after two or three steps, she came back.

"Can I make a small request?" She said.

"What requirements?"

"Covering my face is Just don't show your face. "

The assistant frowned: "this is not for me to decide. What if the young master wants the picture department? "

She continued to fight.

"What if your young master agrees? Or would you ask me if I could go out with my face covered? "

The female assistant sighed: "well, I'll ask you for the last time to see what the young master means."

Tang Rui immediately nodded. The housekeeper went upstairs to ask. After waiting for three minutes, the news came down.

"Yes."

The female assistant took out a piece of cloth and covered Tang's whole face. The light could come out of the cloth, and she could still see the scene in the hall.

"Upstairs? Shall I go up by myself? "

No one accompanied Tang to go up together, she suddenly became a lone soldier.

Just go. You can't die.

She took a deep breath and slowly went up the stairs. When she was blinded by the cloth, her vision was a little blurred, but the stairs and corners were clear.

She went up the second floor, first up a flight of stairs, and then took a rest around the corner.

As she encouraged herself, she went up the rest of the ladder.

When she got to the second floor, she was a little surprised.

If the lobby on the first floor is magnificent, which makes her feel as if she has entered a luxury house, then the scenery on the second floor is pure white, extremely bright, and follows the minimalist design style of northern Europe.

There is wind blowing in the bay window, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers in the small garden downstairs. The curtain floats and floats gracefully.

Standing here, she didn't dare to breathe.

Nervous.

It's too tight.

She stood still for a long time.

Finally, a voice came out from behind: "sit down."

Sound quality is very good, as if red wine into the throat, with a sense of rhythm.

Tang felt very familiar with the sound, but when she thought about it, she couldn't figure out where she had heard it.

"Thank you." She gave a low reply and sat down.

The rest of the time, there seems to be a long silence in the air, two people did not speak.

She looked across the cloth in front of her eyes. In the hazy, she could feel that the other side was a tall and handsome man.

But the specific facial features, and as if not so clear.

"Just now..."

It suddenly occurred to her that since the other party was the man in the family, it was likely that the person she had just met in the bathroom was him!

Thinking of this, she felt that there were two capital "embarrassments" above her head.

"What happened downstairs just now I'm really sorry. I bumped into you. " She said.

As she finished, the air was quiet.

No? Their young master doesn't like to talk to others?

The atmosphere has been cold for ten minutes.

The other side finally said, "I haven't been downstairs."

Ah?

What's going on?

So the man she ran into in the bathroom just now is not the young master in front of her?

Who's the other man?

She guessed the identity of each other in her heart. What kind of security guard, housekeeper, cook

In the end, she felt that it was better not to guess.

"Sir, breakfast has been delivered to you. Candied eggs, sandwiches and corn chips

The voice of the female assistant began to ring.

"Well, put it here."

Tang Furui was hanging on one side, listening to the sound of knife and fork collision coming from there.

She could almost imagine such a picture: in the early morning sun, an elegant and leisurely man was sitting on the spotless table, slicing fried eggs and toast, with a slim female assistant standing by to serve him at any time.

When the sound of knife and fork stopped, the female assistant bent down and said, "I'll take it down, and you'll have a rest."Tang can't understand. He is a "time" model who is paid 500 yuan per hour. He should be pulled to use as soon as he arrives. How to get here, the master has the mind to eat breakfast slowly, and doesn't feel that the passage of time is a waste?

The man in front of him took off his napkin, wiped his hands and said, "help this lady play some music."

The female assistant came over, put the earphone in Tang Meirui's ear, and picked out some of her favorite songs.

This man is a careful person, afraid that she would be bored sitting here for several hours.

"Let's start."

The voice came.

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