Chapter 323

After the calculation, Du Yekang and Tang Jingyun are in a good mood. Even if such a thing can't hurt Du's muscles and bones, isn't it a very happy thing to disgust the headstrong man?

She said goodbye to Jiang's mother soon. When she left, Jiang's mother took her hand and told her not to forget tomorrow's party. Tomorrow, she would send a driver to pick her up and buy a new dress.

Tang Jingyun is naturally full of promise. She hasn't experienced the love from female elders in her previous life and this life. She really respects Jiang mother, an elder who doesn't have much malice to her.

When leaving the Repulse Bay villa, Jiang's mother's driver drove a Maserati to send her away.

The sky was a little gloomy and soon it began to rain.

Tang Jingyun couldn't help shaking her head. It's funny. The weather this summer is really changeable. The sun shone a moment ago, and it rained a second later.

The rain came quickly and fiercely. The rain soon seemed to pour down and "crackled" on the windshield.

"Stop!"

Tang Jingyun suddenly opened her voice. Lao Wu slammed the brakes. Tang Jingyun rushed forward, but fortunately, she grabbed the handrail in her hand.

"Young madam?" Lao Wu asked suspiciously. Although he was strange, he still carried out the order seriously.

Lao Wu is also an old man of the Meng family. His father's generation is serving the Meng family. Now his son inherits his father's career and has a lot of face in the Meng family. However, he has always been very dutiful to strictly abide by the title of master and servant. He is also respectful to the lady who is very much liked by her.

Tang Jingyun frowned and looked at the opposite side washed by the rain. "Go and see if there is anyone on the car? I don't know if it broke down on this rainy day. If you can help me."

Lao Wu nodded in response. Without complaining, he went down in the rain and knocked on the car opposite.

Tang Jingyun frowned slightly, but immediately returned to her usual smile.

Lao Wu soon came with a man. The door was opened. Tang Jingyun handed Lao Wu a towel and said with a smile, "wipe, my body is wet. It's my sin to catch a cold."

Lao Wu took it with a smile, but he liked the young lady more. Like her, the young lady never looked at their servants.

Tang Jingyun turned to look at the big boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His hair, which had been well taken care of, now hung awkwardly on his head. His originally energetic eyes also looked listless and looked like a homeless little animal.

"What's the matter? How did Luo Dashao end up trapped in the car on a rainy day?" Tang Jingyun joked.

Yes, this person is Luo Mingchao, the senior and junior of the Luo family, who had dinner last time.

Luo Mingchao flattened his mouth. "I quarreled with my family, and then I ran away from home. As a result, the car broke down on the way and it rained cats and dogs."

Tang Jingyun jokingly threw a towel on Luo Mingchao. "Your boy also has today. You really should take some photos as a souvenir."

Luo Mingchao now looks very different from the one who can only show his face in various magazines. Now he still has a bit of baby fat on his face, which is not as sharp and harsh as that of later generations.

Who can think of a Luo Da designer in the field of architecture in the future, who claims to be difficult to get a draft, and has such a young and lovely side?

Luo Mingchao wiped his hair with a towel and hesitated for a while before saying, "can I go back with you first? I don't want to go to relatives' houses or hotels today. My parents will be able to find me soon. I want to calm down."

Tang Jingyun thought for a moment and looked at his poor eyes. After all, he nodded and raised a finger. "One night, I only took in one night, because I didn't want to help you and offended the Luo family."

Luo Mingchao nodded. He was not angry at Tang Jingyun's directness at all. Instead, he felt quite happy, because few people would separate him from the Luo family, "OK, thank you, Tang Jingyun."

The next time, Tang Jingyun was closing her eyes, while Luo Mingchao didn't know what she was thinking.

Lao Wu, who was driving, was hesitant to tell his wife about it. Young lady actually took in men where she lived! After hesitating for a while, he felt that Mrs. Shao's character was still very good. If Mrs. Shao didn't ask him, he wouldn't say it.

Lao Wu drove the car to the bottom of Tang Jingyun's house. Tang Jingyun said goodbye and then walked in quickly. Luo Mingchao on the side looked at the environment curiously and was surprised, "Tang Jingyun, you live here?"

In his opinion, Tang Jingyun is not only a friend who can make friends with Sir Shao, but also a R & D person of flying pigeon. How to say, she should live in a large villa like her own home. Is it a high-end duplex apartment?

Tang Jingyun smiled. "I've lived alone in an empty house for a long time. I'm afraid I'll break away from the group."

Luo Mingchao nodded vaguely. He always felt that Tang Jingyun's words had some sentiment. This feeling has existed since the last dinner together.

Tang Jingyun takes Luo Mingchao upstairs and happens to meet Zhang Qinqin with an umbrella. Her eyes revolve around Tang Jingyun and Luo Mingchao. She opens her mouth and seems to want to say something. Finally, she looks at Tang Jingyun with grief.

Tang Jingyun smiled and nodded. As if nothing had happened, she took Luo Mingchao in and shut out Zhang Qinqin's unfinished words.

Luo Mingchao looked strange, "why does she look at you like that?"

Tang Jingyun had no choice but to smile bitterly, "because she misunderstood our relationship." she felt that she really couldn't explain it. The more she explained, the darker it became. When a person identifies a thing, any explanation will become an excuse.

"Misunderstood our relationship?" Luo Mingchao almost jumped up.

Tang Jingyun just got caught in some rain and planned to change clothes. Looking at the semi wet Luo Mingchao, she frowned, "I don't have the clothes you want. What are you going to do?"

Not no, she has several pieces of Jiang Ye's clothes here, so she is ready that he may fly over to find her. But she doesn't like her man's clothes for others.

Luo Mingchao smiled. "I've asked my best friend to send clothes. Don't worry."

Tang Jingyun nodded and smiled. She went into the room and changed her clothes.

Luo Mingchao didn't feel uncomfortable sitting in this strange environment. His eyes were obscure and deep.

When Tang Jingyun came out, he saw Luo Mingchao thinking with his head down. He looked very depressed. He looked very poor. He couldn't help reaching out and touching his head, "what's the matter?"

Luo Mingchao shook his head and threw the claw down, "it's all right..."

Tang Jingyun squinted and smiled, "I remember you graduated from a foreign university? Why are you still like a child?"

"I was a child, but I read early and jumped the grade in the middle." Luo Ming said dully.

Tang Jingyun suddenly remembered that Luo Mingchao seems to be one year younger than himself? No wonder it's hard to get rid of childishness. She thought she had a baby face just now. Now it's clear that she is a baby fat.

"What's the matter? Should I enlighten you or think for yourself?" Tang Jingyun smiled. When she was not aggressive, Tang Jingyun was actually a patient and gentle person.

Luo Mingchao nuzui, then buried his head in his lap and said, "I think."

Tang Jingyun saw this funny and felt like a quail.

Then he found a book and sat in front of the window reading. Listening to the sound of raindrops outside the window, the temperature in the house is appropriate, holding a book and a cup of tea, stealing a half day's leisure is a rare enjoyment.

"Ding Dong -"

The doorbell broke the silence.

Tang Jingyun stood up with a smile and went to open the door. At the door stood a handsome man with deep facial features, a polite smile at the corners of his mouth and clothes in his hand. "Hello, I'm here to send clothes to Mingchao."

Rong Tianjun quietly looked at the woman in front of her and saw that she was dressed in home clothes. Even so, she couldn't hide her elegant breath. She looked clear and gorgeous. She was a woman that people wouldn't forget at a glance.

Tang Jingyun turned aside. "Hello, please come in. Luo Mingchao is waiting inside."

Rong Tianjun came in and saw the child with his head buried in his knee. "Mingchao, what are you doing?"

Luo Mingchao raised his head. His eyes were watery and his face was annoyed. "Tianjun, you're coming. I quarreled with my family again. It's really annoying!"

Rong Tianjun stuffed his clothes into his hand. "Go and change your clothes. Don't catch a cold. You have plenty of time to complain."

Tang Jingyun closed the door and walked in. Seeing this, she pointed to the bathroom. "Go and change your clothes."

Tang Jingyun pointed to the sofa next to Rong Tianjun and said with a smile, "please sit down. My name is Tang Jingyun. It's Luo Mingchao... My friend. We had dinner together. Today, his car stopped on the road and brought him back."

Rong Tianjun's deep facial features showed a friendly smile, "Hello, I'm Rong Tianjun, the best friend Ming Chao grew up with. He's childish. It's really troublesome for you."

Tang Jingyun smiles and shakes her head. Her heart is slightly picked. Rong Tianjun? The circle of Hong Kong capital is really not big, so we can get together?

Rong Tianjun just glanced over here. Although the decoration in the room was warm, it was a little empty and didn't have many personal belongings. What made him wonder was that such a woman obviously didn't fit in with the house at this price.

Also, why didn't he know when there was such a number of people in Hong Kong?

Tang Jingyun is thinking with her eyes closed. Rong Tianjun, the third son of the Rong family and Rong Jiao's third brother, is the child born to Rong's father Erfang.

If he remembers correctly, rongjiao's brothers are all over thirty, right? Grow up with Luo Mingchao? Lie to the ghost! Luo Mingchao is younger than her!

So when Luo Mingchao changed his clothes and came out, he felt the strange atmosphere in the living room.