Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Gong Ting stayed up all night. When the queen sent a team to pick him up, he didn't even change his clothes. He asked Yigan's servant holding his clothes to wait outside the door. The housekeeper Maureen stood in front of the door and knocked on the door. "Young master, if you don't change your clothes, you'll miss the auspicious time."

In response to him, he was so anxious that he broke into a cold sweat when something hit the door panel. You know, today's press conference is broadcast live all over the world. If you miss the time, the whole British royal family will be laughed at by the world.

He really had no choice but to order the servant in a low voice, "go and ask the master to come up."

Before the voice fell, the door was opened "Ho". Gong Ting, with a gloomy face, stood at the door. His eyes were full of blood and his whole body was manic. He stared at Maureen coldly, "take the old man to press me. Do you have the courage?"

Maureen lowered his head and knew that he had hit the muzzle of the gun. He hurriedly said, "young master, the team is waiting downstairs. If you don't change your clothes, it's too late."

Gong Ting looked at the clothes in the hands of several servants. He looked up and pressed the center of his eyebrows. Even if he was no longer willing, he could not be willful on this occasion today.

Once the palace family turns against the royal family, not only Eden will fall into an unprecedented crisis, but also the palace family.

He vomited a foul breath and ordered in a deep voice, "send your clothes in."

Maureen, if granted amnesty, hurriedly commanded the servant to bring his clothes in. He followed Gong Ting behind him. Gong Ting kicked all the servants who served him out. He quickly took off his pajamas and began to dress.

Maureen handed it over one by one. To attend such a solemn occasion, he had to pay attention to his clothes. Waist seals that he would not normally use would come in handy. However, Gong Ting's figure was already perfect. He was a standard male model, so he was tall and handsome in appearance.

After changing his clothes, Maureen called the makeup artist and stylist in, "young master, let the stylist make a shape for you and keep it under the lens."

Gong Ting's face was livid. He grabbed his clothes and threw them at Maureen. He drank angrily, "what kind of makeup do men make? Take away such a bitch."

Maureen pulled down the clothes on his head, indicating that he was wronged. His young master was finally going to show his face in front of the people all over the world. It was outrageous if he didn't make a good shape to make himself more perfect.

"Young master..."

Gong Ting ignored Maureen's grievances. He was very upset. This annoyance became worse and worse after he came back from the villa. He even had an impulse to disappear directly at the press conference.

However, he strangled him in the cradle as soon as he got the idea. He could not do such a crazy thing. The weight of Su language in his heart is far from allowing him to do such a thing.

He strode out of the bedroom with long legs.

Maureen caught up and advised, "young master, even if you don't make up or look, you should shave your beard. If you appear in front of the public, they will think it's the Queen's wedding."

"No more nonsense, I won't go to the press conference."

"..." well, you are the master, listen to you! Maureen closed his mouth reluctantly.

Gong Ting quickly went downstairs. Old Gong looked at his untidy appearance and looked at Maureen behind him. "You let him go downstairs like a ghost?"

Gong Ting picked his eyebrows and said displeased, "I'm just like this, and I'm more handsome than you!"

Master Gong: "