"No, I'm OK with this." Tang Zijun smiled and shook his head, "You'd better be busy with your business first."

Just when Rong Linxiao was about to say something, someone came over and asked, "If this young master is worried, I will ask my people to send this girl back."

Rong Linxiao turned around and saw that it was Xu Changqing.

Rong Linxiao smiled slightly and said, "That's OK."

Rong Linxiao was not polite to Xu Changqing, and the two of them had found the answer they wanted in their short conversation.

This person can use it.

This person is indeed as he thought.

Tang Zijun walked out of the cage and said to Xu Changqing: "Please prepare a carriage that can be installed."

She didn't want the boy in the cage to be visited.

Xu Changqing immediately sent someone to prepare. This is his territory, so it is very quick to do such a small matter.

Xu Changqing invited Rong Linxiao to a secluded pavilion to have a detailed discussion.

Tang Zijun took a carriage back to the inn. Fortunately, it was already evening and there were not many people in the inn.

Even if I move something like this, I don’t care much, and I know I must have bought it.

When they arrived at the room, Tang Zijun got into the cage again, but this time he didn't say anything, but sat opposite the boy.

At first, the boy didn't react at all. After an hour, his beautiful but empty eyes finally reacted.

When Tang Zijun saw it, she smiled softly and reached out to the boy.

The boy looked down at the hand that reached in front of him, and Tang Zijun said softly: "Can we come out and change clothes? It's uncomfortable to wear this way."

The boy didn't reply, just looked at the little hand, and after a while, he finally reached out and pressed it on Tang Zijun's hand.

Tang Zijun smiled, held his hand tightly, and coaxed: "Come on, let's go out to take a shower and change clothes and eat, okay?"

Finally, I coaxed the boy out and asked the waiter to prepare hot water and clean clothes.

After a while, the boy finished washing and felt that Tang Zijun's eyes lit up. He was such a clean person. He seemed to be the broad grassland, and so pure and transparent person.

After preparing warm porridge and refreshing side dishes, the boy sat down, his eyes drooped, his long eyelashes flashed, as quiet as if they did not exist.

The porridge was meat porridge. The boy looked at it for a long time before he said something: "Dada likes eating meat porridge very much."

Tang Zijun asked with a smile: "Who is Dada?"

"My dog." The boy's voice was very flat, as if there was no ups and downs, just retelling the facts, and there was no extra word.

"Is Dada no longer here?" Tang Zijun immediately understood why the boy was so depressed.

Is it because he is more introverted and the dog he has been with has passed away? That's why?

"Yeah." The boy lowered his head.

"It's okay." Tang Zijun reached out and touched the boy's head, "Eat something first. If you don't eat, Dada will feel uncomfortable.

When the boy touched Tang Zijun's hand with his head, his body stiffened, but as Tang Zijun's palm gently stroked, his stiff muscles slowly relaxed.

After a long time, I picked up the spoon and ate slowly.

He didn't eat much, and he stopped moving after a bowl of porridge.

Now that Tang Zijun feels distressed, how could such a big boy eat so little?

"Eat some more." Tang Zijun served a bowl for the boy.
Chapter completed!