Come Across Cold CEO

Tang Xu pondered for a long time, and felt that he still could not sit still and wait for death to come. Even if he wanted to compromise with Meng Xingzhang, he should have at least tried to prepare all the possibilities.

She walked out of the hall and into the courtyard under the supervision of the Steward Ma.

An enormous swimming pool, a large courtyard filled with the fragrance of flowers, and a huge parasol tree. There was a swing under the tree, forming a circular metal door.

The thing that Tang Xu paid the most attention to was the high iron door in front of him, and two robust men dressed in black tight-fitting clothes stood beneath the door …

It wasn't an important location in the country. Was it necessary to be so serious, so terrifying, and so heavily guarded?

Tang Xu was speechless, the last shred of hope in his heart had also completely disappeared.

She was just a weak girl. Previously, she couldn't escape even if she caught them off guard. Now that she saw how heavily guarded the guards were, how could she escape?

Did he really have to compromise with Meng Xingzhang?

How to compromise? Compromise in bed?

No no no, Tang Xu shook his head lightly, and his face immediately turned pale white. Last night, when Meng Xingzhang said that she was a bitch, if she really did that, Meng Xingzhang would probably be even more dissatisfied with her!

Moreover! Would she not be so good at it?

fawning up to Meng Xingzhang, something he never thought of, yet now he had to think of a way to do it. Tang Xu suddenly laughed bitterly, and was unable to say anything.

Steward Ma, who was hiding behind him all this while suddenly shouted, "Miss Tang, it's time to eat lunch."

Look, isn't it just like a caged bird?

To have a meal, to do something, to be entertained by someone.

Tang Xu did not want to say more, so he turned and entered the house, and sat on the chair at the dining table.

His mouth was filled with food that tasted like chewing wax, surrounded by luxurious but not belonging air. Tang Xu was silent as he mechanically ate this lunch.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

Looking at these dishes, the thought suddenly surfaced in Tang Xu's mind. Could he please Meng Xingzhang by cooking a meal for him? As long as he made Meng Xingzhang happy, wouldn't he be fine if he could make Meng Xingzhang's request in a euphemistic manner?

It was one thing for Meng Xingzhang to be unhappy, but she had to work hard. If not, this house would really make people feel sullen.

Moreover, she hadn't been to the company for two days and there was no way for her to contact Tian Xitong and the others.

Now, he could only think of a way to make Meng Xingzhang let go, as long as he could let her go.

After making up his mind, Tang Xu planned to implement this plan tonight.

Make a meal for Meng Xingzhang …

It sounded so easy, but Tang Xu knew nothing about what he liked to eat, what he hated to eat, and what he hated to eat.

The things that he had once thought he would never understand and never touch now he had to face them one by one.

Tang Xu took a deep breath, then looked at the respectful Steward Ma, and coughed: Steward Ma, I have something to ask you.

Steward Ma had always been a dutiful man. He had always listened to Meng Xingzhang for the past two days and had never neglected him.

"What orders does Miss Tang have?" She walked forward and stood a step away from Tang Xu, to the left and right.

Tang Xu was disdainful to ask this question, but for his own future, he chose to.

"What does Meng Xingzhang like to eat?"

Firstly, she was asking Meng Xingzhang what he liked to eat. Secondly, in the depth of her heart, she had the intention of cooking a meal for Meng Xingzhang.

Steward Ma naturally understood what she meant as a trace of doubt flashed past the depths of her eyes.

This was the first woman that Young Master had brought back. Two days ago, they had gotten along and it could be seen that the relationship between her and Young Master was not good.

Why did he suddenly reveal this meaning?

Steward Ma was quiet for a moment, then suddenly remembered what Meng Xingzhang said that day.

He said that apart from preventing Miss Tang Xu from leaving the villa and contacting the outside world, he would do everything else for her and satisfy her …

Steward Ma opened his mouth and replied, "Young Master is spicy."

In truth, very few people knew about Meng Xingzhang's hobby. The ruthless and ruthless CEO of the Meng Family was actually a spicy person.

After all, no one could imagine how Meng Xingzhang would stick out his tongue and spice up his mouth while eating.

"..." This scene was simply destroying all three views …

Tang Xu, who was immersed in this kind of fantasy, immediately regained his senses and asked: "Can it eat spicy food?"

The only way to explain why no one had ever noticed Meng Xingzhang's spicy taste was because he could eat, so he didn't change his expression.

He did not expect that Steward Ma would actually shake his head and deny it, "No, young master can only eat the slightly spicy ones, but he just likes to eat spicy ones."

Tang Xu didn't know what to say. Well, there were a lot of weird people in this world.

She frowned as she thought about it. Steward Ma dutifully asked, "Miss Tang, do you need any ingredients?"

Since he had made up his mind, he would definitely do it. However, what he was going to do was not a big issue.

Tang Xu's small face wrinkled as she thought hard.

In fact, she knew how to cook, her mother was a good wife and mother, Tang Xu had helped him since young, and was not bad, but at that moment, when he was facing Meng Xingzhang, he could not come to a conclusion.

Thinking about his parents, Tang Xu felt a sour feeling in his heart. He took a deep breath and almost cried again.

In fact, I really want to go home, I really want to throw myself into the arms of my parents, as if all the disasters never came.

Finally, Tang Xu took a deep breath and said to Steward Ma, "Prepare the ingredients for the spicy fish, I want to make it myself."

The spicy fish taught by her mother was actually different from the methods used outside. She hoped that this would make Meng Xingzhang satisfied.

At the same time, a ray of light flashed past Steward Ma's eyes.

It was true that the Young Master was a spicy fish, but at the same time, he was also a fish. The two were things that the Young Master would love, but it was unknown how it felt for Miss Tang Xu to make them.

In the afternoon, Tang Xu sat at the huge french window in his room, looking at the huge wutong tree outside in silence.

When one was alone, one would randomly think about the memories of the past, the current situation, and the unattainable future.

A rare reflection!

Tang Xu looked at the wutong tree outside the window, and suddenly laughed out loud with a cold smile.

If she could get out this time, she would definitely think of all sorts of methods to leave this place and travel far, far away from this bastard Meng Xingzhang.

"..."

At around four in the afternoon, Tang Xu went downstairs to prepare the spicy fish.