Chapter 73 How about Going Back?

Half an hour later, she took the car to the zong family's downstairs, pushed open the door, got out of the car, and walked quickly towards the door.

"Mr. Ye." Seeing ye shen standing at the door, Tong Huaer ran over.

"Miss Tong." Ye Shen smiled at her and said, "The stylist is waiting for you upstairs."

The stylist had to test the size of the dress and adjust it in advance so as not to make a mistake.

Tong Huaer followed Ye Shen into a room and looked curiously at the clothes on the models around him, stunned by the variety of styles.

She had run several print advertisements before, but she had never seen such a delicate and professional workplace.

Ye Shen handed her over to a female stylist and left. Tong Huaer got to know the stylist briefly and quickly got to work.

Twelve sets of clothes, each season representing a different personality and style, there were six assistants who helped her dress alone. The studio was air-conditioned, but it was still very busy.

On the other side.

The first meeting room of the zong clan.

After the meeting, no one dared to move. After Zong Beili walked out, they dared to leave in turn.

Ye Shen followed Zong Beili, "Young master Zong, Miss Tong is downstairs trying on her clothes. Will you leave with her later or arrange a car for you to return first?"

Zong Beili didn't have to say anything about this period of time. Ye Shen knew that he was staying at Tong Huaer's place at night.

Zong Beili paused, "She's downstairs?"

Wasn't the little disaster star on her period? She said she wouldn't go out, and she was disobedient so soon?

"Yes, this time is almost over." Ye Shen looked at the time and said, "Young master Zong, do you want me to invite miss tong up?"

What did you call her up for? It would be better if he caught her!

"No need!"

The man's long figure walked towards the elevator.

Tong Huaer was sitting on a high chair in a fiery red dress with long seaweed-like hair cascading down her cheeks and tilting her head slightly as she listened to the stylists not far away discussing her clothes.

They had a disagreement about the color of her clothes. Some thought she should wear white to cope with the winter theme, while others thought she should wear a more passionate red to create a strong contrast.

The stylists were all professional, and she didn't need to bother them at this time. She had changed twelve sets of clothes in a row. Tong Huaer felt a little tired, but now it was the last set of clothes. As long as they finished discussing, she could leave.

Tong Huaer took the phone and looked at the time. The corner of his eye suddenly saw the door behind him move.

Subconsciously, she turned her head and saw a black figure passing by. Judging from her figure, it should be a man. Although she did not see the face of that man, she had a familiar feeling.

Before the stylists could come to a conclusion, Tong Huaer lifted the hem of her skirt and slid down the high chair, opened the door and walked out.

Strangely, the corridor in front of her was empty. Was she mistaken?

Tong Huaer raised an eyebrow and was about to turn around to return to her room when he suddenly felt a strong gaze staring at her! That feeling almost immediately gave her goosebumps!

Tong Huaer turned around and was frightened by the man's eyes behind him. He opened his eyes wide and looked at him, "You, you, you, why are you here?"

So she was right, but shouldn't he be working in the president's office at this time?

Zongbei's handsome face was taut, his sexy thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, his scarlet eyes locked on her, and his body exuded a strong chill.

"You... Zong Beili, what's wrong with you?" Tong Huaer was frightened by his face and subconsciously took a few steps back.

He was fine when he left the house in the morning, and she didn't make him angry when she called at noon. Why is he so fierce to see her now?

Afraid of the man's evil spirit, she subconsciously stepped back, but suddenly caught her arm in a flash. Before she could react, she was dragged into a room beside her.

"Bang!"

There was a loud slam on the door.

Tong Huaer looked at the man in front of him in horror and swallowed his saliva in fear, "Zong, Beili, what's wrong with you?"

"Why are you here?" There was a tension in the man's deep voice that she could not hear.

Tong Huaer was taken aback, then smiled and said, "I'm here to try on the clothes. Mr. Ye called me and said... Mmm!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man standing in front of her suddenly pressed over like lightning, holding her small face in his big hands and firmly holding the two pink lips, even swallowing her sobs.

"Woo woo..."

Zong Beili picked her up and put her on the table next to him. He gritted his teeth and said in her ear, "I told you to rest at home. How dare you dress so provocatively outside! Little disaster star, you have the guts to ignore me, don't you?"

"I didn't... Zong Beili, don't do this..." Tong Huaer was shy and anxious, unable to speak.

They are in a room where people will come in at any time!

"Zong Beili, don't be like this. Let's go back first... Shall we go back?"

Her soft voice was trembling.

At noon, she didn't tell him that her period was over because... She couldn't say those words on the phone!

"Go back? It's too late!"

Zong Beili suddenly turned her over and her hot lips fell on her snow-white back, bringing a tingling sensation down the way.