C93 How far did it go?

CHAPTER 93 - WHAT'S THE DEVELOPMENT?

For the entire night, Tang Muren did not sleep well, especially when he thought of the small yellow hair, which made him even more upset.

When she woke up the next morning, she went downstairs. She was still thinking about how she should avoid Huan Tianzong as much as possible, but she did not expect the maid to ask her.

"The young master left early in the morning."

"Left?"

"Well, yes, we thought it was strange, too, that he should still be in bed at this point. He should still be in bed."

"Do you know where he went?"

"Not really. I only know that he left very early."

Finally, the maids started whispering to each other, "Why do you think the young master is acting so weird today?"

"I don't know. He should still be in bed at this time."

"Young Master never likes to get up early."

"That's right, and getting angry after waking up …"

The few of them discussed in low voices for a while. They all felt that the young master today was very abnormal, making them unable to make heads or tails of it.

Tang Chu Rui quietly finished her breakfast. Her cell phone vibrated as she received a text message from the hospital.

"I'm going out tomorrow." She explained to the maids beside her.

"Tomorrow? However... Tomorrow is the weekend. "

"What do you mean?"

"Tomorrow, Young Master will bring you to see an art exhibition."

"Huan Jing?" "Eldest Young Master wants to take me out?"

"That's right," seeing that the maid was clearly happy, she said, "Miss, you may not know this, but in the past the eldest young master would never let anyone travel with him, so you are the first female companion."

"Err …"

Tang Chu Rui was still thinking about the hospital list, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Can I push it? Can you find an excuse to reject your Young Master? "

The maid looked embarrassed.

"That might not do, miss. No one dares to disobey Eldest Young Master's orders."

The people around her also realized that someone had spoken up.

"Miss, if you have any other trivial matters, you can leave it to us servants. We don't need you to do it yourself. The most important thing right now is to accompany the young master and attend the art exhibition. "

As expected, this man's affairs were of utmost importance in the eyes of others.

Not long after he finished his breakfast, the Female Assistant hurried over.

"Tang Xunrui, show me these things in two hours."

"So many?"

Looking at this thick pile of things, Tang Chu Rui's brain suddenly grew big.

"Just what is this?"

Female Assistant sighed, and sat down with a look of "I'm very busy too", "Do you know what kind of artists will be at the exhibition tomorrow? Do you know the difference between one school and another? Can you tell which is a painting from the 1980s and which is a modern one? "

"Do I need to know?"

"Of course!" Female Assistant was so angry that his teeth were itching, "As the only woman that has ever been to the art exhibition with Young Master, don't you think that you have an important mission?"

"What important mission?"

Tang Chu Rui: "Stop!"

She opened a packet of chips and began to nibble.

"Are you trying to force me to my death? I don't have any of these things, but I do have one life. "

Female Assistant was angered. "You have been here for a few days and your skin is thick, a dead pig should not be afraid of boiling water!"

"What can I do? In any case, everyone in your circle already thinks that I'm a country girl, but didn't I make a fool of myself at the banquet after drinking lemonade? "

When she said these words, the wind blew gently and the Female Assistant's eyes darkened.

"This matter is different. That little girl Han has gone too far. From what I can see, ever since this matter, she's already a black woman in young master's heart. There's no other hope."

The Female Assistant immediately pulled Tang Meng Rui up. "Before today, you must show me all these items. When the time comes, I will come back to check you and if you are unable to answer one of the questions, then the result is …"

Female Assistant gave her a look.

"The consequences will be very serious, I understand."

Before leaving, Female Assistant asked: "Oh right, you and Young Master Huan Jing … "How far has it gotten?"

"Not a single step."

Female Assistant did not believe him: "They should already be close to each other, there shouldn't be any objections to this point right? What did he say about you? "

"I'm not him," said Tang. "How would I know what he thinks of me? "What's more, this matter is simply a black dragon …"

The Female Assistant didn't hear her words at all, he only asked: "Then what about you, what is your evaluation of him?"

The Female Assistant came over and asked in a gossipy tone, "I'm not asking for me alone. There are thousands of ladies' groups behind me. I believe that everyone is very curious about what the young master Jing looks like on the bed. Not a good figure? How's the work? And that bastard … "How big is it?"

Tang Chu Rui had long gotten used to the other party starting from the start.

"What are they curious about? Won't you know if you go and try? "

As he said that, he sent the Female Assistant away without saying anything further.

"Hey hey hey," Female Assistant was still unwilling to leave, "Don't forget the plan I gave you. Also, don't forget about the dance lessons, flower arranging lessons, and the famous lady lessons! The seduction of a woman's body is only temporary. The most important thing is that you have to rely on your charm and talent to conquer a man … "

"Got it." Impatient, she slammed the door.

After the Female Assistant left, all afternoon, Tang Meng Rui was silently studying the stack of information that she had brought over.

One had to say, the other side was quite diligent.

For a moment, she felt that she was not fighting alone. Behind her was an entire team. If they could not defeat Young Master Huan Jing, it would not be a humiliation to her alone, but a humiliation to their entire team.

… …. Only, did she really have the kind of mission like conquest of Young Master Huan Jing right now?

She shook her head to get rid of all the ridiculous thoughts in her head.

He memorized the information in the living room from noon until the sun set. In the evening, the rest of the light shone through the French windows, covering the entire room in a layer of faint pink.

Tang Chu Rui fell asleep because the words made her too sleepy.

If anyone did not sleep, she did suggest that they look at the history of European art and paintings, and make sure that it was a cure for insomnia in a matter of minutes.

While he was still half asleep, a coat fell on his body.

This coat had a warm texture to it, as well as an aura that was intermediate between perfume and the natural scent of herbs. When it came close to her, she could not help but want to rely on it.

"Hmm …"

In her dreams, she hummed twice and placed the source of the warmth under her head.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Three seconds later, Tang Chu Rui suddenly realized that something was wrong!

She immediately rose up and straightened her back!

What was going on!

What was going on!

The person in front of him was clearly Huan Jing.

And the two hands that were under his body just now, was clearly Huan Jing's hands!

Did she eat some bear heart leopard's gall? How dare she do such a thing to him?

"Um, just now, just now, it was a misunderstanding," she said with a smile, "I was …"

Seeing her flustered appearance, the man's lips formed an extremely faint smile.

"You're awake?"

Tang Chu Rui was stunned.

As far as he could remember, this man mostly had a calm face. She even thought that he would be able to quietly pour out the rest of his cup of tea while the others all ran outside.

Since when did he have such a gentle smile?

Even though the smile was faint, it was hard to detect. In just a moment, it was enough to change the direction of the air.

"Ah!" She quickly lowered her head, "Yes, I just woke up, thank you …" Your blanket. "

Huan Jing's gaze landed on her paper.

"What are you looking at?"

Tang Chu Rui paused for a moment, she felt that she couldn't hide it from this man, so she decided to reveal everything in her hand.

"This is what Female Assistant gave me today. Let me finish looking through all of these things, otherwise tomorrow when I go out to watch the exhibition with you, you will lose a lot of face." "But I may not be like this," she said truthfully. "I've only read two lines of words, and it feels like they're swimming around in front of me like little tadpoles. Five minutes later I'm asleep."

The man took the papers from her hand, his eyes smiling.

"No one wants you to look at this. You just need to go over there."

"But I can't possibly not know anything. Even if I have to make a vase with empty eyes, I still have to be qualified to be in a vase."

Tang Chu Rui looked at herself. She was aware of her own conditions.

If she was looking for a vase, then when was it her turn for Huan Jing to have so many women around?

"I'm not that beautiful. If I don't work hard, I won't be able to bring her out, right?"

Huan Jing stared at the girl in front of him.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the French windows and onto the side of the girl's face.

At this moment, the light was very strange, bringing with it a bit of bright red, a bit of calm blue, and a bit of flowing purple. Several colors intertwined and unerringly landed on the girl's thin butterfly bone.

She wore a loose housecoat that accentuated her slim figure, especially her shoulder, which was as thin as half a sheet of paper, and gave people the urge to protect her.

When this kind of beautiful light fell on her, the natural flow of her temperament became even more fascinating. And the person involved, the girl herself, seemed unaware of this beauty.

"Go get a glass of water." he asked the maid beside him.

"Understood, Young Master." The maid brought him a glass of water.

After drinking a cup, Huan Jing seemed to think that it was still not enough.

He looked at the girl as if she were a work of art bathed in light. Perfect, weak, and with an unusual sense of beauty.

"Go get the drawing board." he suddenly said.

"A drawing board?" Tang Chu Rui froze for a moment.

"Yes."

Huan Jing sat down, sat on the side of the sofa, and elegantly arranged the items on the table.

Tang Chu Rui understood.

He didn't know what was going on, but the man's interest in painting was piqued once again.

Could it be that creative inspiration came as soon as he said it?

"I... Me as the nude mold? " "In this living room?"

The answer was yes.

"Yes, right here."