Zhang Ying's head is big.

She grabbed her hair in frustration.

Evil wine, she will never drink again.

She frenzied for a moment, then quickly got out of bed, she hadn't been home all night.

But at this time, there was a knock on the door, and a middle-aged woman's voice sounded, "Miss, have you woken up, Mr. asked me to wake you up for breakfast." ”

Mr?

Zhang Ying's heart trembled, her whole person was out 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 washed up briefly, and the makeup on her face had already been removed, and she was wearing no makeup at this time.

After washing, I found that there were no clothes for her in the room, but there was a new dress on the table, a long tunic skirt, a professional one, and new high heels, and the tag had not been taken off yet, which was obviously new.

Zhang Ying picked up the skirt and compared it to herself, I don't know if it was an illusion or something, this skirt was completely in line with her size.

Putting on the dress, she looked in the mirror, and it looked good.

After a few more moments, she opened the door and went out.

When I came out, I found myself on the second floor.

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

It's okay not to look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it.

Village...... Mr. Zhuang?

Her top boss, the president of the Zhuang Group?

Zhang Ying doubted that he was born, how could it be him, he brought him back?

Zhuang Jing sat straight at the table, his face was the usual indifference, sensing the shock of his gaze, he raised his head and saw her standing there in a daze, and immediately frowned.

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

Zhang Ying came back to her senses, and hurriedly walked over with two "oh oh" sounds, and her high heels stepped on the wooden floor to make a sound.

Not daring to sit next to Zhuang Jing, she chose a position farthest away from him to sit down.

After sitting down, Zhang Ying was nervous and nervous, looking at the man, her hands on her lap were tightly clasped together, "Mr. Zhuang, I ......"

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

Then I picked up the milk and put it to my lips and took a sip.

Breakfast at the table was simple, standard western breakfast with hot milk and sandwiches.

Hearing his words, Zhang Ying had to pick up the hot milk and drink it, acting cautiously, nervous to death, for fear of provoking him.

During a meal, the two of them ate exceptionally quietly.

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

The sandwiches are very delicious, quite suitable for Zhang Ying's appetite, maybe she is really hungry, she eats cleanly.

Finally, after drinking the milk, she finished her breakfast, put down her cup, and looked at Zhuangjing, who had also finished breakfast.

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

Shoi, "Hmm. ”

And then it's gone.

No more information.

Zhang Ying, "??? ”

Zhang Ying swallowed her saliva, "I seem to remember that someone seemed to be harassing me at that time, did you save me?"

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

"My clothes."

"Sister-in-law Wang's change."

Zhang Ying breathed 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 get to work."

Then he turned and went the other way.

Only Zhang Ying was left to sit in the position alone, 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 rinsing his mouth in the bathroom, and his mood was indescribably irritable.

What she owes him is more than a favor.

And his first kiss for twenty-eight years.

What does she take back.