It Was You

"Holy shit! This sweet and sour spareribs are so delicious. It's the most delicious spareribs I've ever had And the garlic flavored chicken wings 'oh my God! Is this cabbages so delicious?' You are just a fairy! ! The chef of the five-star hotel must have suffered a lot! No wonder master doesn't even attend the meeting and comes back for dinner. If I were him, I would be willing to feed to death! " As Carlos flirted with Cassandra, he praised her profusely. He almost bit off his own tongue.

Upon hearing the first half of Carlos's words, Cassandra thought that his acting skills were too exaggerated. His mouth was bleeding when she heard the last sentence. Out of instinct, she looked at Martin.

Uh If she remembered correctly, she had asked Martin if he would come back for dinner tonight

Martin gave Carlos a creepy look. The sight of his young master intimidated him. Did he say something wrong? Why did his master want to torture him?

After they finally finished the meal, Carlos touched his round belly and left immediately.

After cleaning up the dining table, Cassandra went out of the kitchen. At this time, Martin was sitting on the sofa and having a video meeting with others. He muttered some complex and unskilled words from time to time.

Cassandra was stunned by what she saw. In fact, Martin was much more handsome than Roger. Moreover, this man was not only handsome and rich, but also the prince in the hearts of countless girls. Even if he didn't say anything there, it was the most attractive scenery for them.

Why couldn't she see the love and care in her previous life?

"Is it beautiful?" A eunuch's voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Cassandra came to her sense and found the man's eyes staring at her. Her ears were burning. She lowered her head with guilt and coughed, "no, I'm sorry to bother you as you are busy Then... If there is nothing else, I will go to read the script first. "

Martin closed the laptop before him and said," the meeting has been over, I'll read the script with you."

Cassandra, "..."

I can't

make myself look pure and honest?!

boring to read the script. Don't you think it's

Martin, whose eyes darkened

and smiled as if she didn't care at all," Then I'll go to prepare some fruit and you can

Martin in

went to the kitchen to prepare some fruit, and went upstairs with the fruit in her hands. When she pushed the door of the study, she saw Martin standing on the balcony haughtily. Because of his back, she couldn't

life. He was alone and helpless, and no matter what happened, he had always shoulder the responsibility alone.

ever asked him how he managed to go

for this man, but at that moment, she

called out

on the balcony turned around, his eyes looking down, his emotion unable to be seen clearly. There was a imperceptible confusion on his

Martin went straight to the sofa and sat down, with his

on the table

hint of astonishment flashed through the man's eyes. He thought that Cassandra would quarrel with him after she married him and he had better be well prepared, but she seemed to have forgotten everything in the past and wanted to start all over with him.

he thinking too

Martin, please put forward my speech

at the script on the table and

her why she had to choose from so many industries

I hope you won't disappoint

really don't know