Chapter 27 Atonement

Zong Beili's back had already gone far away, as if he had not heard her cry for pain. Tong Huaer gritted his teeth and ran after her, ignoring the pain in his leg.

She didn't want to be left here alone again.

After walking back a short way and bypassing a garden in front of him, Tong Huaer saw a sports car parked on the side of the road.

In fact, it was not far from the hotel. Zong Beili stood by the car door and stared coldly at Tong Huaer as he walked past, "You can't even find him so close. Tong Huaer, are you full of tofu brains?"

"Didn't you park your car here on purpose and hide it?" Tong Huaer raised his head.

Zong Beili's face sank, "Little disaster star, give me another retort! I really thought I couldn't bear to deal with you, didn't I? Believe it or not, cut your tongue off!"

Tyrant!

Tong Huaer glanced at Zong Beili, curled her pink lips, lowered her head, walked to the car door, opened the door and sat in.

The sports car roared forward, and Zong Beili seemed to be venting his anger. Tong Huaer sat in the passenger seat with a pale face. Knowing that he had done something wrong, he didn't dare ask him to slow down, so he tried his best to hold back the feeling of vomiting in his stomach.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in a neighborhood.

Tong Huaer glanced outside and looked at Zong Beili doubtfully, "What is this place? Aren't we going back to the villa?"

"Do you think I can go back now?" Zong Beili glanced at her coldly, opened the door and got out of the car, slamming the door.

Why can't we go back?

Tong Huaer was stunned and quickly realized that he had hurt his face. Of course, this man who wanted to save face would not go back and let so many people see him.

Tong Huaer pushed open the door and trotted after him.

This is a commercial housing, the same size, luxurious decoration.

Tong Huaer walked in and looked around in surprise. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the wound on Zong Beili's face. He couldn't help but laugh at him.

Zong Beili's cold eyes immediately glared at him!

Tong Huaer blinked, bit his lips and lowered his head. Although he had restrained himself, his shoulders were still trembling.

"Is it funny?" Zong Beili narrowed his eyes and stared at her, his murderous aura spreading around.

Very good! Even if he didn't take the initiative to mention it, she still dared to laugh!

Tong Huaer blinked and looked up at zong beili. Seeing that he seemed really angry, she did not dare to laugh anymore.

But it was really funny.

Zong Beili was a handsome man, even if he only wore a towel, he was also handsome and noble.

But now his face was full of colors... Tong Huaer really didn't know how to describe this feeling.

Zong Beili stared at her for a long time, smiled coldly, and turned to walk in another direction, "Come and serve me!"

Late at night.

On the big bed in the master bedroom, Tong Huaer fell into a deep sleep. Her two small white hands were put together beside her rosy cheeks, and her tired sleeping face was peaceful.

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the room. On the other side of the sofa, Zong Beili's slender body was draped in a bathrobe, a cigar was lit on his fingertips, and his dark eyes looked at the person on the bed.

Before a cigar was finished, Zong Beili threw it into the ashtray and walked towards the big bed.

"Tong Huaer!" He reached out and patted her cheek.

"... Tong Huaer did not respond.

"Tong Huaer!" Zong Beili frowned.

This time, Tong Huaer moved, his delicate brows slightly furrowed, turned over, closed his eyes, and muttered, "Zong Beili, no more..."

"You still want it when you're asleep?" Zong Beili deliberately misinterpreted her meaning. Seeing that she had not opened her eyes, she simply pulled her body up, "Tong Huaer! Open your eyes for me!"

This time, it was definitely not a dream. Tong Huaer opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him in a daze. For a moment, he was lost in thought, "Zong Beili, what are you doing?"

It was already so late. She had a hard time dealing with him. What was this man going to do?

Get up and cook for me! I'm hungry! Zong Beili stared at her coldly, his long body casting a shadow over her.

"Ah? Eat? Aren't you full today?" Tong Huaer squinted.

She was so sleepy, tired, and in pain, she just wanted to sleep.

Zong Beili sneered, "Full? I was angry with you! Now go cook for me! I want to eat!"

Tong Huaer really did not know where he was angry with him, but zong beili never gave her a chance to bargain. Tong Huaer struggled to lift the quilt and dragged her tired body out.

Zong Beili sat on the big bed, staring at her back, her sexy thin lips pulling up a sneer.

Walking into the kitchen, Tong Huaer opened the refrigerator door and took a look. Then he closed the door and turned to Zong Beili, who was walking over, "There's nothing here. How do you want me to cook?"

A huge refrigerator, but it was empty, not even an egg.

Zong Beili glanced at her sullenly and frowned, "Go find a pen and paper and write down everything you need."

Tong Huaer was stunned.

But he could only do as he asked.

In the early morning neighborhood, there was only one house with lights still on. Tong Huaer kept walking back and forth between the kitchen and the restaurant, making a list with his cell phone.

There isn't even a pen and paper in this house!

It was only then that Huaer realized that there was not even a pot in the luxurious kitchen and that the drawers were empty when they were opened.

"Zong Beili, have you lived here before?" After making a list, Tong Huaer walked to the sofa and sat down.

This house was his first time here. Zong Beili glanced at her coldly, took out his cell phone and threw it at her, "Call Ye Shen and tell him everything you need! Let her send it over now!"

"Now?" Tong Huaer hesitated, "Can he buy these things at this time? Zong Beili, if you don't, let's go out for breakfast at dawn."

It's early in the morning. Even if Zong Beili has money, the mall is always closed, right?

It's impossible to order takeout at this late hour. It'll be dawn in a few hours. Can't this man just hold on a little longer?