Chapter 2102: What Makes Him Deserve It?

Everyone has people they can't stand, and people who can't stand them.

Hu Tingting wasn't a top-tier beauty, but she had had admirers before. Unfortunately, just as she was about to accept one man's pursuit, he lost patience and hooked up with the daughter of the company's vice president.

It was a sad story.

Clichéd, but very real.

So Hu Tingting chose to resign, came to a new company, changed her work environment, and kept that pair of scumbags away from her life.

Until she met Dong Guoxiang.

"I was wondering who it was, and it really is you."

Just then, the woman who had spoken walked over, accompanied by a man who looked somewhat flustered.

"Heh, long time no see."

Hu Tingting glanced at her and said indifferently.

"Indeed, since you resigned, we haven't seen each other for almost half a year." The woman chuckled. "So, what's this? Having dinner with colleagues?"

"Who I eat with is none of your business."

Hu Tingting said bluntly.

"Who is that?"

"How strange."

"Tingting doesn't seem happy."

Several colleagues frowned.

Those who knew Hu Tingting well knew she wasn't the type to speak harshly to others.

At work, even with the most difficult clients, she would greet them with a smile.

Yet today, facing these two, she was so rude.

Interesting!

"Heh, you'd better not come to this place often."

The woman laughed lightly, glanced disdainfully at Hu Tingting and the others, then turned and walked into the Regent Hotel.

Morton's was on the second floor; they needed to take the elevator up.

From start to finish, the man who had pursued Hu Tingting for two years didn't even have the courage to look at her or say a word.

No, to be precise, he kept smiling obsequiously at the woman.

"Tingting, who are these two?" Zhang Xin asked curiously.

"Zhou Xiaoyan and Li Jie."

Hu Tingting took a deep breath and said calmly, "I've told you about them, right?"

These were her close friends, who knew about her past experience.

"So it's them, those two bastards!"

"No wonder they're so arrogant!"

They exchanged glances and then started cursing.

Women easily unite on such matters.

Especially a home-wrecking bitch and a fickle bastard—they easily resonate with a group, making everyone angrily curse them.

"Tingting, call your man and tell him to come over quickly, dressed sharply!"

Zhang Xin and the others said.

Clearly, they didn't want Hu Tingting to lose in this comparison today.

Hu Tingting frowned slightly, then remembered that when Dong Guoxiang arrived, her group would likely run into the other couple.

After hesitating, she quickly picked up her phone and started texting Dong Guoxiang.

She didn't call, afraid of disturbing his meeting.

"Um, maybe we shouldn't go to Morton's; let's go somewhere else."

The message was sent, but no one replied.

Hu Tingting looked bewildered.

Then, a few minutes later, a black car stopped at the entrance of the Regent Hotel. Dong Guoxiang got out, waved to the driver, and the driver drove off.

Of course, Hu Tingting and the others didn't see this; they were still standing in the lobby.

Dong Guoxiang walked up the steps and took out his phone, only then seeing Hu Tingting's message.

He chuckled softly and dialed her number.

"What's up?"

"Ah, you're done with your meeting?"

"Yeah, I'm already at the Regent Hotel."

"So fast?"

Hu Tingting exclaimed, then felt awkward.

There was nothing she could do; Dong Guoxiang had arrived so quickly that she couldn't even make an excuse to leave.

Entering the hotel, Dong Guoxiang saw Hu Tingting standing there with a few others.

A bit nervous, he took a deep breath and walked over.

"Hey, that guy..."

"Could it be him?"

"He looks a bit silly."

Everyone secretly sized up Dong Guoxiang.

Meanwhile, Hu Tingting quickly walked over.

"Why here? It's so expensive!" Hu Tingting whispered to Dong Guoxiang.

Dong Guoxiang smiled slightly: "Don't worry."

As he spoke, he looked at Hu Tingting's colleagues: "Hello."

"Oh, Tingting, who is this? Aren't you going to introduce us?" Zhang Xin asked with a smile.

Hu Tingting instantly blushed.

Dong Guoxiang, however, was at ease and smiled: "My name is Dong Guoxiang, I work at Future Tech."

"Oh, hello, I'm..."

"I'm..."

They introduced themselves one by one.

At first meeting, they thought Hu Tingting's boyfriend was okay.

A programmer, not wearing any famous brands, with a scholarly air, looked honest, not the scheming type.

Actually, women's requirements are simple: a man who can give them a sense of security is enough.

"Let's go upstairs; the seats are already reserved."

Dong Guoxiang said with a smile.

"This..."

They exchanged glances and looked at Hu Tingting.

Hu Tingting gritted her teeth, finally made up her mind, and took Dong Guoxiang's arm: "Let's go."

Dong Guoxiang was puzzled and looked at them strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Hu Tingting said lightly, pulling Dong Guoxiang into the elevator, and casually added, "We just ran into Zhou Xiaoyan and Li Jie."

She had mentioned her past to Dong Guoxiang, as that was her nature.

Dong Guoxiang was taken aback, then laughed: "It's okay, they can't get in."

"Huh?"

Everyone was baffled, not understanding what he meant.

Hu Tingting looked at Dong Guoxiang worriedly and whispered, "Don't cause trouble."

Dong Guoxiang nodded but said nothing more.

He had been a bit worried about Liu Yiming booking the entire restaurant, thinking it might be too much, but now he was quite satisfied.

He would definitely treat Zhao Fusheng and the others to a meal later.

Right, on the way here, Zhao Fusheng had called him and told him that Liu Yiming had booked the entire Morton's from six to ten o'clock, and no other guests would be served except him.

At first, Dong Guoxiang thought it was a bit over the top.

But now, he felt it was fortunate that Zhao Fusheng had made such an arrangement.

The elevator stopped on the second floor. As they stepped out, they saw Zhou Xiaoyan and Li Jie standing at the entrance.

"It's not open to the public today."

Zhou Xiaoyan gave Hu Tingting a sardonic smile, then looked Dong Guoxiang up and down and sneered, "Hu Tingting, your taste is getting worse. How did you end up with someone like this?"

"You!"

Hu Tingting's face turned ugly. She pointed at Zhou Xiaoyan but couldn't speak.

Dong Guoxiang smiled, glanced at the two, but couldn't be bothered to argue with them.

He walked to the restaurant entrance and asked, "Can we go in now?"

"I told you, it's not open to the public now."

Li Jie looked at Dong Guoxiang with contempt.

Although he was now with Zhou Xiaoyan, seeing Dong Guoxiang, he naturally wouldn't have a good attitude.

Dong Guoxiang smiled, too lazy to deal with such people, and said to the waiter, "My surname is Dong; the reservation was made by someone named Liu."

Then, under everyone's astonished gaze, the waiter, who had been indifferent a moment ago, changed his expression and showed a warm smile: "Mr. Dong, please, please come in."

?

What's going on?

Everyone was stunned.

Even Hu Tingting herself didn't know what was happening.

What was this all about?

"You, why can he go in but we can't?" Li Jie was completely thrown off, forgetting all decorum, and pointed at Dong Guoxiang, asking the waiter.

The waiter looked a bit confused, glanced at him, and said politely, "Sir, as I just said, from six to ten tonight, this restaurant has been booked by someone and is not open to the public."

"You, you mean he booked the whole place?" Li Jie and Zhou Xiaoyan looked at Dong Guoxiang in disbelief.

This guy, dressed like a country bumpkin, could actually book Morton's for four whole hours? What was going on?

The waiter didn't bother with further explanation and respectfully said to Dong Guoxiang, "Mr. Dong, please come in."

Earlier, the general manager had personally instructed that this was arranged by the top boss himself, and the guest was of high status and must not be neglected.

"Okay."

Dong Guoxiang nodded, turned around, and looked at the group of girls who were already stunned: "Let's go, let's go in."

As for Zhou Xiaoyan and Li Jie, he didn't even want to acknowledge them; they were just clowns, not worth his attention.

"Ah, okay."

"Okay."

They exchanged glances, all dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Frog prince?

Hu Tingting was already confused. She couldn't figure out how Dong Guoxiang had suddenly booked the entire Morton's.

And judging by his attitude, he was clearly happy and felt it was impressive?

"Ahem, I'll explain later."

Seeing his girlfriend's worried expression, Dong Guoxiang smiled and patted her head: "Don't worry, from now on, I promise you'll live more freely than anyone."

This was something Hu Tingting often said to him—that she felt she wasn't free at all, like a bird in a cage, doing the same things every day, even silently enduring grievances.

The group followed the waiter into the restaurant's main hall.

Dong Guoxiang smiled and looked at the people behind him: "Where would you like to sit?"

Then he said to them with a grin, "If it feels too crowded, one table per person is fine too."

"Haha!"

"Haha, Tingting, your boyfriend is so funny."

"Yeah, one table per person."

Sure enough, Dong Guoxiang's joke lightened the atmosphere, and all the girls burst into laughter.