His little rose is sweet and wild

Chapter 116 Mr. Zhuang, I Drank Too Much Last Night
Zhang Ying's head is getting bigger.

She scratched her hair irritably.

Evil wine, she will never drink again.

She was mad for a while, and then quickly got up from the bed, she hadn't come home all night.

But at this time, the door was knocked awake, and a middle-aged woman's voice sounded, "Miss, are you awake, sir asked me to wake you up for breakfast."

gentlemen?
Zhang Ying's heart trembled, and she lost all sense of proportion. She took a deep breath to stabilize her emotions.

He replied, "I'll be out right away."

There was a bathroom in the room, she simply washed up, the makeup on her face had already been removed, and she was wearing a plain face at this time.

After washing, she found that there were no clothes for her in the room, but there was a new dress on the table. It was a long tunic dress, professional style, and new high-heeled shoes. The tag hadn't been taken off, so it was obviously new.

Zhang Ying picked up the skirt and compared it to herself. I don't know if it was an illusion or what, but the skirt fit her size perfectly.

Putting on the skirt, she looked in the mirror, and she looked pretty good.

After dawdling for a while, she opened the door and went out.

After coming out, I found myself on the second floor.

The luxurious decoration in front of her was obviously a villa. She went downstairs with trepidation and came to the restaurant. As soon as she walked in, she saw the man in suit and leather shoes sitting on the dining table.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but you are shocked when you see it.

Zhuang... Mr. Zhuang?
Her top boss, the president of Zhuang Group?
Zhang Ying doubted her life, how could it be him, he brought her back?
Zhuang Jing sat upright on the dining table, with his usual indifference on his face, he felt the shock from his sight, he raised his head, and frowned when he saw her standing there in a daze.

"What are you doing standing there, come here."

Zhang Ying came back to her senses, "Oh oh" and hurried over, her high-heeled shoes made a sound when she stepped on the wooden floor.

Not daring to sit next to Zhuang Jing, she chose a seat farthest from him.

After sitting down, Zhang Ying felt uneasy and nervous. Looking at the man, she clenched her hands tightly on her lap, "Mr. Zhuang, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man interrupted her, "Eat first."

Then he picked up the milk directly, put it to his lips and took a sip.

The breakfast at the table is very simple, standard western breakfast, hot milk and sandwiches.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Ying had no choice but to drink the hot milk, acting cautiously, so nervous that she was afraid of offending him.

For a meal, the two ate very quietly.

And the middle-aged woman who woke her up just now seemed to be his nanny, cleaning the living room at this time.

The sandwiches were delicious and suited Zhang Ying's appetite. Maybe she was really hungry, but she ate everything.

Finally, after drinking the milk, she finished her breakfast, put down her glass, and looked at Shoi who also finished her breakfast.

Biting her lip, she explained, "Mr. Zhuang, I drank too much last night."

Zhuang Jing, "Yeah."

Then it's gone.

No more text.

Zhang Ying, "???"

Zhang Ying swallowed her saliva, "I seem to recall that someone was harassing me, did you save me?"

Zhuang Jing picked up a clean tissue to wipe his mouth, and said lightly, "Yes."

"Then my clothes."

"Sister-in-law Wang changed it."

Only then did Zhang Ying breathe a sigh of relief, looked at the man seriously, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang, I owe you a favor. If there is a need in the future, I will definitely..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhuang Jing interrupted her, "No need."

His tone was a little uneasy.

He stood up.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to work."

Then turned and went the other way.

Only Zhang Ying was left sitting on the seat, a little confused, he saved her, she should have owed him a favor.

He didn't even want it.

On the other side, Zhuang Jing was gargling in the bathroom, feeling indescribably irritable.

What she owed him was more than a simple favor.

And his first kiss for 28 years.

What does she have to pay.

(End of this chapter)