"Who are you?"
His harsh voice was emotionless.
The woman was shocked and felt a little wronged, "Young master Zong, don't you know me? I'm wei wei! You even praised me for playing the piano very well!"
The woman tried her best to say something that reminded Zong Beili of her, hoping to arouse his interest again.
Who knew that Zong Beili didn't even blink when he heard it and said coldly, "Psycho, get out!"
"Master zong......"
"Still not rolling?!"
The man's impatience was tinged with a murderous tone.
The woman was so frightened that she trembled all over and did not dare to stay any longer. When she left, she even glared at Huaer with jealousy.
Tong Huaer was a little strange. Zong Beili made her lose face. Why did she glare at herself?
However, she was not in the mood to think about it now. Afraid that Zong Beili would ask about what happened just now, Tong Huaer bit her lips and walked towards the man.
"Zong Beili, do you feel bad? Let me make you some hangover soup."
Zong Beili frowned and glanced at her, then nodded irritably and agreed.
A manager was called to take her to the kitchen. In the spacious kitchen of the hotel, the chefs stood in a row behind her, looking at her with strange eyes as she cooked the sobering soup.
After making the soup, Tong Huaer brought it to the newly opened box. Zong beili was sitting on a chair and napping. When he heard the door open, he opened his eyes unhappily. When he saw that it was her who came in, the chill in his eyes dissipated.
"All right, drink while it's hot." Tong Huaer placed the hangover soup in front of him.
Zongbei glared at her and turned to the manager at the door. "Get the spoon!" He ordered."
The manager quickly brought the spoon over and Zong Beili stared at the woman in front of him, "Feed me!"
Tong Huaer was taken aback and suddenly felt a little helpless. It seemed that the problem of waiting for others had flared up again.
Taking the spoon, Tong Huaer scooped up some sobering soup and blew it over, "Here, drink it."
Zong Beili looked at her, her thin lips holding the spoon.
There was no sound in the room. After feeding a bowl of soup, Tong Huaer offered him another napkin.
Fortunately, Zong Beili didn't let her wipe her mouth this time. He wiped the corners of his lips gracefully and sat down in the chair with his eyes narrowed.
"Zong Beili, are you going back to the box?"
Tong Huaer asked.
"No." The man's sexy thin lips spat out two words.
"Shall we go back then?" Tong Huaer didn't want to go back to the box, because Lu Yan was still inside.
Zong Beili was silent for a moment and turned to stare at her, "No! I'm tired of driving!"
"Ah? So I'll call the driver?" Tong Huaer took the initiative.
"No need!" Zong Beili suddenly got up and strode out with her.
"Zong Beili..."
Tong Huaer had to trot to keep up with him. After walking out of the door, the man said something to the manager who was waiting at the door. Before she could hear him, she was dragged to the elevator.
Tong Huaer anxiously called to the manager for help with the things in the box.
When they got upstairs, someone was already waiting at the door. A manager opened the door and said respectfully, "Young master Zong, have a good night."
Tong Huaer blushed at the insinuation of the sentence and was brought into the room by the man as soon as he lowered his head, "You can leave now!"
"Zong Beili, is this a very special place?"
Didn't he always stay in the presidential suite? This one in front of me is obviously not.
"Never seen it?" Zong Beili laughed at her lack of experience.
She suddenly remembered that her first man was herself. He had never been to such a place before. The man raised his eyebrows happily.
"It should have been arranged by the manager. Although it was a little vulgar, but..." His eyes fell on the chair beside the bed with special functions. Zong Beili raised his lips, "It's all for you to experience!"
After that, she turned and ran towards the door.
Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind, and before Tong Huaer could touch the doorknob, he was forcefully pressed against the door by the man.
"You want to run, huh?"
"No... No..."
Tong Huaer didn't dare to look at him.
"Very good! Tong Huaer, you can still be distracted at this time! It seems that I have been too lenient with you!"
Zong Beili's warm fingers caressed her cheeks and looked at her small face with pleasure and fear.
Just thinking about the way she sat in that chair, he couldn't help but tear her apart!
That's what he thought, and that's what he did!
The next day in class, Tong Huaer was dozing off.
There was no class in the afternoon, and Tong Huaer walked listlessly towards the school gate. As soon as he walked out of the school gate, he was stopped by a man who suddenly came out.
"Ah!"
"Miss Tong, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. I'm the vice president of tianlu entertainment group. It's like this..."
"Stop it. I'm sorry. I'm not interested in moving into the entertainment industry."
Over the past few days, she had received many calls from entertainment companies or from agents who wanted to be her manager. The same opening line made her immediately guess what the man was going to say next.
Tong Huaer was very satisfied with her current situation. She had time to study, take on some cover ads in her spare time, and spend time with Tangdou and Frank.
If she wanted to become a full-time artist, it meant that she had to spend all her time making money and hype, which was not what she wanted.
The man was still nagging about offering her a high price to tempt her. More and more students were watching. Tong Huaer anxiously explained a few words to the man and turned around to run away.
"Miss Tong!" Behind him came the man's voice.
It was terrible. Tong Huaer ran a long way before she stopped to breathe. She didn't notice that a sports car was following her.
Liu Fei looked coldly at Tong Huaer on the side of the road. From her soft body, she could tell that she was loved by a man last night, but that man was hers!
Those affections should have been hers!
Liu Fei narrowed his eyes and drove straight over!
Tong Huaer breathed back and was about to walk towards the bus stop when a sports car suddenly rushed in front of her. She stepped back subconsciously to avoid it and looked at the car in front of her with lingering fear.
"Miss Tong, get in the car. Let's find a place to talk."
The car window was lowered, and Liu Fei explained her intentions directly. Although she was wearing sunglasses, tong Huaer could still feel how cold her eyes were.
She almost subconsciously wanted to escape.
But if you can escape for a while, can you escape for the rest of your life?
Tong Huaer bit his lip, opened the door and sat in the car.