Chapter 2130 Don't come over if nothing is wrong tonight!

Su Wantong subconsciously thought that Ling Zihuan and Qiao Mu had a relationship crisis.

  She hesitated whether to call her and ask, Ling Wanxing spoke again, “Don’t ask, if she wanted to tell you, she told you already, why wait until today!”

  Su Wantong’s eyebrows suddenly climbed up with worry, "What the **** is it?"

  Ling Wanxing felt that his trickery was successful, his thin lips raised slightly, but his tone was low and he said, "When you finish the evening, let’s meet and talk.

  Don’t ask the girl anymore, she now...hey! "

  Ling Wanxing’s remarks created an amazing effect.

  In this case, Su Wantong had no intention of attending the organizer’s dinner party, and directly asked: "Wait for me, I will go back to the hotel in 20 minutes and give me your room number."

   "Okay, I'm at 2810."

  Su Wantong’s mind is not deep, and he doesn’t doubt him. At least in her opinion, Ling Wan and Xing Wanwan will not make fun of Huanhuan’s things.

  So, she arranged for Xiao Rong to attend the dinner instead of her, but she got off the bus halfway and turned back to the hotel.

  Here, Ling Wanxing also urged his bodyguard to send flowers to his room as soon as possible.

  He has a lot to say to Wan Tong. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he wants to show her all his thoughts.

  Follow her, follow her, absolutely not out of guilt!

About ten minutes later, the bodyguard returned to the room with a large bouquet of white roses, and at the same time another bodyguard was holding a bowl of chicken soup in his hand. "Sir, this was handed to me by the waiter at the front desk, saying it was a Su Miss specially asked the kitchen to make soup for you!"

  Ling Wanxing, who was waxing in the changing room, raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Wan Tong?"

  The bodyguard nodded in agreement, "It should be."

  All of them only knew his wife Su Wantong, and it seemed that the wife had changed her mind.

  Ling Wanxing casually fixed the broken hair on his forehead with wax. After washing his hands, he stepped forward and opened the porcelain lid of the white soup bowl.

  He fanned it with his hand, and a faint scent came into his nose.

  Ling Wanxing directly took the tray and waved his hand to the bodyguard, “You go down first, don’t come over tonight if you have nothing to do!”

  The eyes of the two bodyguards meet, it seems that everything is said without saying.

  Unexpectedly, Mr. and Mrs. will finally lift the clouds and see the moon!

  The two of them should stop torturing each other, and reconcile early, and everyone is happy!

  Otherwise, the victims will always be their servants, running around all day long, and keeping an eye on the lady's movements like a thief. Several times, he was almost spotted by the other's assistant. It was too difficult!

After the bodyguard left, Ling Wanxing held the tray and put it on the table, sniffing for a long time, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

  Knowing this was going well long ago, he should use Huanhuan as an excuse to invite her to meet.

  Wantong can be cruel to him, but he is absolutely soft-hearted to Huanhuan.

  At this time, Ling Wanxing was still immersed in the dream of his own construction, holding the spoon and stirring it in the bowl, took a sip, the taste was...so-so!

  But since it was sent by Wantong, he didn't think much about it. He quickly drank a small bowl, and finally smacked the corners of his mouth, always feeling that the taste was not right!

  Although this hotel is a five-star hotel, the chef’s craftsmanship needs to be strengthened. It is not as good as half of Wantong’s cooking skills!

  There was a little chicken soup left, and Ling Wanxing couldn't drink it anymore, so he closed the lid again and placed it on the corner of the table.

  He got up again and planned to go to the dressing room to tidy up his image. After all, it was the first time in so long that he had a long conversation with Wantong, so how could he leave a good impression on her.

  However, the moment he entered the dressing room, the door to the guest room was opened.

  A petite figure crept in with the room card.

  Six more ends.

  (End of this chapter)