The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Lin Shaokang was stu

ed. Eat in the restaurant?

Is he serious?

He had never been to a restaurant before.

What was going on?

Why is Third Young Master Huo so weird recently?

After Huo Tingshen finished, he stood up and walked towards the door.

Lin Shaokang quickly followed, "Third Young Master, there must be a lot of people in the restaurant at this time. Should I call them in advance and have them clean up?"

"We're all employees, why did we have to clear the area? Other people have the right to eat. Alright, you don't have to do so much. "Just come with me."

Lin Shaokang immediately kept quiet.

When Huo Tingshen appeared in the employee cafeteria, it felt like the restaurant was under sedation.

The restless crowd stopped.

They had been chatting excitedly, but now they stopped.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, who was at the door.

Huo Tingshen's gaze swept across the several hundred square meters of the restaurant and found the pretty woman with a single glance.

He curled his lips and said in a low voice, "Let everyone eat their own food. Don't bother with me."

Lin Shaokang said at once, "Everyone, let's continue eating."

Under hundreds of gazes, Huo Tingshen walked towards the table where Yang Qing and Wen Qing were at.

Yang Qing stood up and looked at Huo Tingshen. "President Huo."

Wen Qing had no choice but to stand up and bow to him respectfully: "President Huo."

He looked at Yang Qing and said, "Move your body closer."

Yang Qing immediately moved. Huo Tingshen sat opposite Wen Qing and smiled, "Sit."

The two of them sat down together. Huo Tingshen said to Lin Shaokang, "Go get some food."

"Oh, okay." Lin Shaokang looked away from Wen Qing's face.

When he first saw Wen Qing, he was really stupefied.

Since when did this Teacher Wen come to work at the company?

Could it be that Third Young Master's recent strangeness was all because of this Teacher Wen?

That must be it.

Third Young Master's change started after he was asked to investigate Teacher Wen.

It was very quiet at the dining table. Huo Tingshen held his hands and stared at Wen Qing for three seconds. Then he shifted his gaze to Yang Qing: "I heard that the dishes in the dining hall are good?"

Yang Qing said nervously, "Yes, President Huo. Not only are the dishes delicious, there are also a lot of different dishes."

"Mm, that's good."

From the onlookers' point of view, the two of them chatted because Huo Tingshen knew Yang Qing.

Some people were even discussing whether Third Young Master had taken a fancy to Yang Qing.

However, Yang Qing did not look that good. Could it be that Third Young Master had a unique eye?

No matter what, the restaurant at noon was quieter than ever before.

Lin Shaokang brought the dishes over and placed them in front of Huo Tingshen.

"Third Young Master, take a look. Is there anything here that suits your taste?"

"Anything is fine, you take a seat too."

Lin Shaokang hesitated for a moment and was about to go sit beside Wen Qing.

Huo Tingshen leaned towards him, "Who let you sit there?"

Seeing that, Yang Qing patted the seat on the other side of her body, "Secretary Lin, please sit here. I'll help you clean your seat."

Lin Shaokang quickly moved it over.

This Third Young Master was too scary.

Wen Qing lowered her head to eat.

She was extremely depressed in her heart.

This Huo Tingshen, why did he come here, isn't he exaggerating too much?

She treated Huo Tingshen as air and didn't even look at him.

Huo Tingshen held back his laughter. He knew that she didn't dare to admit it.

After all, there were so many people here. How she was afraid of the filling.

But she deserved it. Who told her to hang up on him?

This is punishment.

Huo Tingshen picked up his chopsticks and started to eat.

As he ate, he asked, "Did you enjoy di

er with that person last night?"

Yang Qing was stu

ed for a moment. What was going on? Did President Huo know about Wen Qing having di

er with a man last night?

They couldn't really be a couple, could they?

But from the looks of it, President Huo had taken a fancy to Wen Qing.

Could it be that Wen Qing was rejecting President Huo?

Sigh, how could that be possible? In this world, how could anyone reject Third Young Master Huo?

Wen Qingming knew Huo Tingshen was asking her, but she chose to refuse to answer and didn't say anything.

Huo Tingshen looked at her, "Teacher Wen, I asked you a question."

His voice was not soft. Wen Qing tensed up and looked around to make sure no one was looking before saying softly, "It's good."

Huo Tingshen smiled and continued to eat: "He didn't tell you anything?"

"Nope."

"How is this possible?"

"I told you, he didn't." There was a trace of displeasure in her voice.

At the side, Lin Shaokang swallowed his saliva.

This woman ?? Are you crazy? How dare you talk to Third Young Master like that.

Huo Tingshen was not angry at all: "I'm going out for a party tonight, do you want to come with me? I still need a girlfriend. "

Wen Qing's brows slightly raised as she lowered her head to eat.

So she didn't have to prepare his di

er tonight?

It was too happy.

"I'm not going," Wen Qing bluntly refused. "Mr. Huo, you can't talk while you're eating and sleeping. Hurry up and eat. "

"You weren't like this before. Tsk tsk, woman."

On the side, Yang Qing and Lin Shaokang.

One of them was so nervous that he couldn't even taste anything.

The other one was so frightened that his jaw was about to break away from his body.

However, they all had a common question, what was going on?

Wen Qing finished her food quickly, put down her chopsticks and stood up. She bowed to Huo Tingshen and said, "President Huo, I'm done eating. I'll go back to the office first. Take care."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Yang Qing, picked up her plate, and left.

In a land of right or wrong, they had to flee.

There were only three people left on the table.

Huo Tingshen asked, "Is there anyone who has been harassing her these past few days?"

Yang Qing knew that he was asking her, "President Huo, don't worry. A week ago, I arranged for Leren to go on a business trip. He just returned today."

"En, very good. Someone else should come near her and continue reporting to me."

"Yes."

When she got home from work that night, Wen Qing hummed a tune and went into the kitchen.

However, when she thought about how she was eating alone tonight, her expression dimmed a bit.

It was a little lonely.

She turned and walked out of the kitchen, pulled out her cell phone, and ordered takeout.

Tonight, she was going to free her hands and eat takeaway food.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Wen Qing lay down. Just as she was about to go to bed, she suddenly felt a pain in her stomach.

She rubbed her stomach, still feeling uncomfortable.

She ran to the bathroom and vomited.

After going over and over a few times, she felt dizzy and her chest felt stuffy.

She found her own medicine chest, took out her laxatives, and took two.

But the symptoms did not ease.

At ten o'clock, her cell phone rang.

She feebly turned around and picked up the phone. "Hello?"

On the other side of the phone, Huo Tingshen frowned when he heard that something was wrong with her voice. "Are you asleep?"

"Not yet."

"Why is the sound so strange?"

"Nothing, I'm just a little tired and just about to go to sleep."

When she finished, the nausea rose in her mouth again.

She hung up and ran to the bathroom so he wouldn't notice.