The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Although it was unexpected to fall with Gao Moran, she felt that it didn't matter anymore.

Since the day she decided to let go, she hadn't planned to look back.

Since he doesn't look back, it doesn't matter whether he believes in himself or not.

In the afternoon of the next day, according to the address sent by Gao Moran, she reversed two bus trips all the way and arrived at this French restaurant.

When Huo Tingshen arrived by car, she was sitting by the holly altar at the entrance of the restaurant.

He got out of the car and walked towards her. The waiter drove his car away and went to park.

"Why don't you go in?"

She laughed: "I wanted to mourn for my wallet for a few minutes before going in, but you came over."

"Silence for the wallet?"

She pointed to the restaurant door, and said mysteriously: "I'll pinch, this restaurant should be a high-end restaurant."

He laughed: "So what?"

"In a place like this, I'll hurt myself."

"Then you still please?"

She shrugged: "Money is earned by people after all. Since I owe you the favor, I naturally want to ask for it. Therefore, I have to silently mourn the wallet. Now, let's go, I will send them to the guillotine."

She exhaled, turned on the steps, and walked into the dining room.

Huo Tingshen looked at her back and couldn't help smiling.

Is he getting old? Or he knew too few women.

He had never seen a woman as interesting as her.

The two entered the restaurant, she only glanced at the menu, and gave him the right to order.

"You do it."

"Are you sure? I'm not afraid that I will be more expensive."

She curled her lips: "I don't know how to read. If you feel that your conscience won't hurt, just order it. Anyway, if it's a big deal, I will just stay here and do the dishes, it doesn't matter.

She had a brave expression on her face.

He laughed, bowed his head and started ordering.

She couldn't figure it out. This is obviously China, so why should the menu be in French?

Is bullying her uncultured?

Huo Tingshen quickly prepared the meal.

"I ordered champagne, would you like a glass?"

She shrugged: "Okay."

French meals are slow to eat.

She was not in a hurry, and after taking a sip of champagne, she asked, "How did you tell our principal, how could she easily change her decision?"

"Curious?"

"Somewhat," she nodded: "Is it convenient?"

"I just said three things, I said that Wenqing, this woman I fell in love with, and she exchanged her place in school, otherwise, the Huo family and the Gao family will break."

She blushed instantly, no wonder Gao Moran came to her yesterday.

"What are you blushing?"

"Bah, drinking." She lifted her glass, raised her head and took another sip.

"The principal didn't say anything, so he agreed?"

"She, said a lot of bad things about you."

She frowned: "What did she say?"

"Curious again?"

She was a little embarrassed: "Not really."

"Well, you promise me one thing, and I will tell you what I have talked about with her."

"I do not want it."

"Why, are you afraid that I will let you agree?"

She looked at him, is this man really the legendary Huo Sanye, the cold-blooded man?

Why didn't she meet such a Huo Sanye?

Seeing her a little nervous, he smiled and said, "It seems you really associate it."

"I do not have."

"Don't worry, I won't be troubled by others. As I said, I will let you voluntarily get the certificate from me and give me a personal promise."

"There won't be that day."

"Let's not study this issue. Our company is looking for a temporary lecturer recently. Would you like to do a part-time job? If you come, I will tell you what she said."

"Cut." She turned her head and smiled.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Don't play around with me. How can a big company like yours get me to be a lecturer? Even if it's just a temporary worker, there are probably hundreds of people who squeeze their heads to grab it."

"I opened the back door for you. This is the first time I'm doing business for personal gain. The salary is very high. It is settled according to the number of days. How about it?

She looked at him and said confidently: "You must have other purposes."

He shook the wine glass calmly and curled his lips.

"Chatting with smart people is open and bright. You come to our company and bring me food at noon every day."

"Bring food?" She was surprised.

"That's right, you come to work for a month and bring me a month's meal, or if you don't come to work, I will go to your place every night to have a meal. Choose one of the two."

Warm and speechless: "Don't you think you are so overbearing?"

"Get used to it. If you feel unfair, then I can add another option for you. You live back to my house, I will cover food and housing, and you will cook for me three times a week."

She stared at him, put down her glass, and embraced.

Huo Ting's lips curled up evilly: "I know, you are afraid that I will pester you, but even if you don't come to our company, I will not give up on you. As for the reason, you should have guessed it, warmth, I like you. ."

Warmly condensed eyebrows, hugged hands, and held his arms tightly.

Is this a...confession?

"But letting you cook for me has nothing to do with you. I have never eaten home-cooked meals in 27 years. The food you cooked that day gave me the feeling of being alive like an ordinary person. I am I really feel that it feels good to eat potluck.

Can you imagine? Since I was born, I have been sitting at a large dining table. Every meal is a table with delicacies from mountains and seas, and there are a lot of housekeepers and servants around me, but the meals are bright and delicious, but they are completely impersonal. "

Hearing what he said, the tender pupils tightened unconsciously.

She looked at him distressedly, and felt pity for the same illness inexplicably.

In the past, my mother had to go to work every day to support her.

Therefore, she eats alone, bathes and sleeps alone every day.

The feeling of being alone... she understands.

"Then... when do I start to work?"

"It's best to start tomorrow."

She pursed her lips: "Now you can tell me what the principal said badly about me."

"I still know a little bit about Lin Youle's personality. What she said is actually a lie if you don't listen to it."

"How can you be sure that it is a lie?"

"She said that your private life is not proper. Is there anyone who has a better say than me?" He raised his eyebrows: "I am your first man."

She squinted to the side embarrassedly: "Be quiet, yes, did she just say this?"

"What can someone like her say? It's nothing more than to emphasize your origin to me."

"She said I'm an orphan again?"

"Why, I said it before?"

She nodded.

"How could she have such a misunderstanding, didn't you tell Gao Moran about your identity?"

"I can't just say when I meet people, I'm an illegitimate girl, that's not a glorious identity."

Huo Tingshen smiled comfortably. If she knew that she was from the Bai family, then Lin Youle's attitude towards warmth would have changed. Then Gao Moran would probably not lose his warmth.

Counting it all, it's really a beautiful mistake.