Tang Qianrong was not familiar with sleeping. When he heard someone opening the door, he became slightly conscious. And when Monica lay next to him, he was almost awake.
So as soon as Monica fell to the ground, Tang Qianrong sat up from the bed and glanced at the woman beside the bed, a flash of anger suddenly appeared in his hazy eyes.
"Who let you in?"
Tang Qianrong's voice was colder than Monica had ever heard before, and it even made her shiver.
"I...I just wanted to see you, but I couldn't contact you, so..."
Monica's voice was a bit pitiful, and her beautiful big eyes were suddenly covered with mist. Tang Qianrong saw the woman beside the bed clearly, and without changing his expression, he said two more words: "Get out."
Monica didn't expect that her sudden entrance would make him so angry. Although she could boss An Jingxing around, she would never dare to do that to Tang Qianrong.
She had taken off half of the clothes she had just worn, and now she didn't dare to wear them anymore. She took the clothes and ran out in despair.
The soundproofing of this house is not bad, but it is not that good either. When Monica was kicked out of the room by Tang Qianrong, An Jingxing was in the kitchen, applying ice cubes to his face and simmering on a low fire.
Spare ribs soup.
Mr. Tang has a tendency to get angry when he wakes up. This is something An Jingxing has not experimented with himself. However, it is not difficult to find out if they live under the same roof. Sometimes Lezhen or Lezhu cry in the morning, and Mr. Tang's expression becomes...
It would be ugly and terrifying.
But because Le Zhen and Le Zhu were his children, she would tolerate her temper no matter how big it was. But last time, she saw a man in a suit kicked out because he broke in while Mr. Tang was sleeping.
From then on, whenever he came back to sleep, An Jingxing would never disturb him.
As for that woman, An Jingxing was not sure at first whether she was Tang Qianrong's mistress, so he didn't want to lead her into trouble.
But he didn't expect that the other party was so domineering and slapped him without thinking. When Monica finished spanking her, An Jingxing was almost sure that she could never be that man's mistress.
Tang Qianrong is not an ordinary person. A man who can understand what others are thinking has a depth of thought that she cannot imagine. This woman is obviously a trouble for a high-ranking man. If he really gets into trouble with such a woman,
An Jingxing could only say that that man was not as smart as she thought before.
But now it seems that An Jingxing's guess was indeed right.
When Monica got dressed and walked downstairs in despair, An Jingxing had just put a bowl of cooked pork rib soup on the dining table. When she saw Monica coming down from the top, she raised her lips and smiled.
: "Would you like a bowl of soup, miss? Sit down and wait for Mr. Tang?"
An Jingxing's respectful attitude made it impossible to see any flaws. Monica was still a little shocked after what had just happened. When she saw An Jingxing, she immediately remembered her identity, straightened her back, and hurriedly made a move.
With a nonchalant attitude, he said: "I understand."
After saying that, he walked to the dining table and sat down unceremoniously.
Here An Jingxing was serving her soup respectfully, while Tang Qianrong walked downstairs after more than ten minutes.
He simply took a shower. More than thirty hours of hard work made him a little grumpy. When he went downstairs and saw Monica, a coldness flashed in his eyes.
