As for Lei Ruixiu's arrangement, the housekeeper didn't know why. Seeing the young master take off his sunglasses, he didn't dare to ask more.
After the housekeeper leaves, Lei Ruixiu looks at the direction of the elevator, but then he strides down the stairs to the study on the second floor.
……
In the master bedroom, Wen Cheng sat on the chair beside the bed, looking at the old housekeeper rubbing his hands, with a look of embarrassment. His eyes were silent, "did he let you do this?"
The housekeeper nodded again and again, "Xiaoduan, let me ask you a question. Are you making the young master unhappy?
Otherwise, how could he have to eat in his study? "
Wen Cheng didn't know, but he was also at a loss.
Before he went to see the owner, everything was so harmonious.
Even they have found each other's identity, but the tacit understanding did not break the status quo.
It was only half an hour, and he suddenly changed his mind, which made Wen Cheng's heart difficult to calm down.
She looked down at the food on the dining car, bit the corner of her mouth, got up and said, "I'll take it with you."
"No, no, I didn't see the young master's face very well just now. I'd better go and inquire first."
The old housekeeper was busy sorting out the food on the table. After a quick action, he comforted him and said, "don't worry. If it wasn't for the conflict between the two of you, maybe it was the owner who said something to him.
You eat breakfast first, and I'll send it to the young master. I'll tell you what's the matter later! "
Smell this, Wen orange also can only press down to see his impulse.
But when the housekeeper pushed away the dining car and put her breakfast on the bedside table, Wen Cheng had no appetite at all.
What did the owner say to him?!
Or did the two of them spend the night in a tent last night, angering the owner of the house?!
Unable to figure out the reason, Wen Cheng glanced at breakfast coldly, got up and went to the balcony.
She sat alone on the cane chair, squinting at the sky with thin clouds.
It seems that the weather today is not good enough. Just after sunrise, the clouds have covered the sun.
On the other side, when the housekeeper pushed the dining car to the study, he smelled the strong smoke in the room as soon as he entered the door.
The decoration style of the study is dark gray. The curtain is only half opened. The whole room is inexplicably oppressive.
The housekeeper pushed the dining car to the boss's desk, turned his eyes and looked at Lei Ruixiu's figure standing opposite the window, "young master, what's the matter with you?"
"It's OK. You go down first."
Lei Ruixiu didn't turn back, but just spoke lightly.
Hearing this, the housekeeper speculated for a few seconds, then leaned forward, "young master, smoke less, you haven't eaten yet.
I've left the small meal in the master bedroom for her, but... She seems to have a bad appetite. I didn't move my chopsticks when I left. "
Lei Ruixiu's fingertip, holding the cigarette, trembled instantly, "you go to stare at her for dinner, and she will tell me after eating."
Confused, the old housekeeper muttered, "young master, since you are not at ease, why don't you eat with her?"
At the end of the speech, the reply to the housekeeper was the silence of the first room.
Seeing that Lei Ruixiu didn't want to say more, he hesitated for a moment and left the study with a sigh.
The door behind him was closed gently. Lei Ruixiu was still smoking. A few minutes later, he took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket and made a call.
When the other party got through, he said in a deep voice, "old four, it's me."