Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

After turning around, Zhong Qing obediently returned to the dining table to eat.

It's just that the dishes and soup are cold.

One table per person.

She was a little dizzy, and while eating with her rice bowl, she peeked at Jiang Rui who was sitting behind the glass counter on the phone.

From such a distance, he could hear the sound of smashing the glass and the cold questioning coming from the receiver.

Jiang Rui's whole body was tense and his face was serious.

"Well, we didn't take good care of it, and it won't happen again in the future."

"Yes. They didn't know she was Miss Fifth, so they dared to be so presumptuous."

"No, I was just a little frightened. I'm fine and I'm eating. Okay, wait a minute."

Jiang Rui turned around and beckoned Zhong Qing to come over and answer the phone.

Zhong Qing shook her head without thinking about it, and being glared at by him, she reluctantly got up, and walked over slowly to pick up the phone.

Both sides were silent at the same time.

After a long time, there was a few coughs over there.

"Are you OK?"

"What's the matter, isn't this a good meal?"

"I'll ask them to give you an explanation on this matter. If you don't live in the county as you like, you'd better come back to the city. At least your safety can be guaranteed."

Zhong Qing leaned crookedly on the counter, raised the corners of her mouth mockingly, and ground her toes back and forth.

"Put me in a cage, and I can only go east if you point me to the east? Seeing you put on a bad face every day, and start to teach me when you don't agree with each other?"

"Don't speak so harshly. What is a cage? This is your home! I'm teaching you because you made a mistake, and it's also for your own good. Forget it, come back first, and I'll let Jiang Rui arrange it."

"Ah, no, you threw me to this poor place with one sentence, and then asked me to go back with one sentence? I came here as a living person, not a dog, okay? Have you ever respected me?"

"I don't respect you enough! Just to make things upside down at home for you, if it were your elder brother and sister, they would have asked for the family law! And let you speak nonsense in front of the eldest lady?"

As soon as Zhong Qing heard that he mentioned Mrs. Ma, she hung up the phone without saying a word.

He stopped eating, and rushed to the backyard angrily, tore off the shirt tied around his waist and threw it aside.

Kicked off his slippers and curled up on the deck chair, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Xiao Maotou squatted down cautiously, smiling all over his face.

"Miss Qing, we haven't finished our meal yet..."

"Don't eat!"

"Then, shall I cut watermelon for you?"

"Don't eat! Disappear immediately, don't bother me!"

Xiao Maotou scratched his head in distress, took a small bench and placed it beside the recliner, put a plate of watermelon cut into pieces, and silently backed away.

Cicada crouched on the treetops and squeaked loudly, and the wind blew the grape leaves rustling.

There is a tranquility and tranquility that makes people relax amidst the noise.

The gust of wind makes people drowsy.

After a while, Zhong Qing, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the voices in front.

There were footsteps approaching, and a shoulder was pushed.

"Don't bother me, sleepy..."

She grunted impatiently and turned her back on the visitor.

Jiang Rui put the black shirt she threw away on her arm, reached out and pushed her again.

"Wang Zhaoyu brought someone here to apologize to you, would you like to see him?"

"Well... No, don't disturb my nap."

"You can make a request. Didn't you want a harvester in the morning?"

"Hey! I almost forgot!"

Zhong Qing got up quickly, put on her slippers and was about to run forward.

"Tsk, what's the rush. They came to see you, not you begging them to do something."

Jiang Rui calmly pulled her to the next room, "I slept with my hair messed up, go change into decent clothes."

10 minutes later...

Zhong Qing squatted on the ground, holding her chin, looking at Jiang Rui with disbelief.

"You don't intend to let me wear such a rustic skirt..."

Turned her duffel bag upside down just now, neither this nor that.

Go out for a few minutes and bring back a long skirt with blue polka dots for her.

It's not bohemian, it's just that fat-waisted bucket skirt!

"I bought it casually in a department store. Wear it for a while, and then change it when the person leaves."

The door was closed, Zhong Qing held up her skirt in disgust, and murmured in a low voice.

"Before, I didn't care what I wore, but today I take care of things."

Thinking of men and women staring at her legs, she pouted, reluctantly changing skirts.

The atmosphere in the lobby was very gloomy. Wang Zhaoyu sat on the mahogany sofa with a straight face, with layers of sweat on his head.

The drooping triangular eyes glanced at the ceiling fan switch on the wall more than once.

He secretly scolded Jiang Rui for not doing any human affairs. At noon, the hot tea was made for him, but the fan was not turned on on purpose.

This time Mawei makes it really not grand at all!
blah blah blah blah...

A sound of slippers rattling came from behind.

Wang Zhaoyu looked up and immediately stood up with a warm smile on his face.

"Oh, this is the fifth lady of the Zhong family, right? Hearing a hundred times is worth seeing once. She looks really charming. I should have come to visit earlier, mainly because I really can't get away recently."

"Am I familiar with you? Didn't I come to make an apology? Stop talking nonsense."

Zhong Qing sullenly cast a blank look at him.

He walked over to Jiang Rui and sat down, spread his arms on the back of the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked arrogant.

Wang Zhaoyu's smile froze on his face, he cleared his throat in embarrassment, and winked at Pan Wenhui next to him.

Pan Wenhui immediately stood up, picked up the teapot, and poured tea into the cup in front of Zhong Qing.

"Miss Zhong, today was really a misunderstanding. We specially..."

"Wow~ The slap on your face looks very hard! The glasses must have been blown off!"

Zhong Qing tilted her head, staring at his left side with great interest.

Jiang Rui put his hand on the tip of his nose and let out a muffled laugh, suddenly felt that this stupid girl was cute sometimes.

The smile on Pan Wenhui's face almost didn't hold back, his hands trembled, his alveolar bone tightened, and he raised his gentle smile again.

"I don't intend to offend Miss Zhong, and I should be taught a lesson."

"In such a hot weather, pour me some tea? Then you want me to drink it or not, and it won't be hot?"

"This…"

Pan Wenhui couldn't fix it completely, and roared inwardly.

Pour tea and apologize, isn't this basic etiquette!
The little Maotou who stood on the side almost laughed out loud, Le Diandian ran to the freezer to get a bottle of soda, and turned on the switch of the ceiling fan.

Open the lid of the soda, squeeze out the steaming cup of tea, and put it on the coffee table.

She said with a smile: "Our fifth lady doesn't like tea, she drinks this."

It is clear that no face is given, and no steps are given.

Wang Zhaoyu's eyes sank, and he kept smiling, "I offended you so much today, we made a special trip here to apologize to Ms. Zhong, this is our sincerity."

He raised his hand while speaking.

The two people holding the box at the door walked in, bent down, and opened the boxes in their hands for everyone to see.

Zhong Qing peeked into the long box with a calm expression, "Oh, let's bury it under the vines in the backyard as fertilizer, don't waste it."

Wang Zhaoyu paid close attention to the changes in Zhong Qing's expression, thinking that she would turn pale with fright when she saw the two bloody arms.

Didn't expect it to be so understated.

As expected of a member of the Zhong family, he looked innocent and ruthless.

"Ah, haha, Miss Zhong is so brave."

He laughed dryly, waved away the person holding the long box, and pointed to the exquisite wooden box held by the other.

"Twenty small yellow croakers, small care, not a respect, please accept it."

Zhong Qing looked at the neatly arranged gold bars on the red silk in the box, and finally had a slight smile on her face.

She held the soda bottle and pointed at Pan Wenhui, tilted her head and smiled, her round eyes were full of innocence.

"I heard that when this kind of thing happens here, no matter how far it goes, it will be dragged to the target. As the chief envoy, you can't escape the responsibility. You hit Lao Zhong in the face like this, thinking that a fluffy apology can turn the tide article?"

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point in the sweet inquiry.

Pan Wenhui's back felt cold, and he secretly yelled badly.

"Excuse me, according to Miss Yizhong, how can this matter be properly resolved?"

"Oh, this matter is not big or small. It depends on how sincere you are~"

"Miss Zhong, but it's okay to say."

“我要十台小型柴油发动机，不低于1500转。还要22寸刀盘40个、两米长，25-30mm口径厚铝管10根。暂时就这些吧，其他的等我想到再说。”