Chapter 209 How Many Women Have You Kissed?

Silence.

After Tong Huaer finished asking, there was no answer from Lu Yan in the car for a long time. He sat down in his chair and lowered his head so that no one could see her emotions clearly.

Tong Huaer looked down at the time and looked up at Lu Yan, "Brother-in-law, I'm going to class."

Since she had decided not to meddle in their affairs, there was no need to spend time here.

"Huaer." Lu Yan suddenly stopped her, his eyes filled with anxiety, "You say... If I propose to your sister again, will she agree?"

"...

Tong Huaer was stunned.

Lu Yan is proposing to his sister? But...

A complex emotion flashed through Tong Huaer's eyes. Lu Yan was no longer able to satisfy his sister. Would his proposal succeed? Or would she be rejected by her sister?

Lu Yan was like a child in a daze. During this period of time, Tong Jing's cold and warm attitude towards him made him eager to confirm their relationship, but after thinking about it, he found that he could only come to child Huaer to discuss.

"I..." Tong Huaer hesitated. Under Lu Yan's expectant gaze, her eyes flashed and she suddenly smiled, "If you want to propose, try it. I don't know if my sister will agree, but... Maybe."

Maybe not.

But none of this had anything to do with her.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yan seemed to have received a great encouragement. His eyes lit up and his tone was much more relaxed, "I just wanted to try again. I think I can always touch your sister. I might not have done well enough before, so she didn't agree to me."

What's wrong with you? You just don't want to be rich without her.

Tong Huaer smiled faintly, "Brother-in-law, since there's nothing else, I'll go to class first."

"Okay!" Lu yan nodded and suddenly stopped her. His eyes twinkled and he said, "Huaer, can I ask you to advise me on the proposal?"

"Me?"

Tong Huaer was stunned.

The little hand on the doorknob suddenly tightened and forced out a stiff smile, "Why me?"

Lu Yan was stunned and then smiled again. Although he was still a little tired, his usual gentle and elegant demeanor returned to his face.

"Because you're her sister and you're a girl, I think you know a girl's mind better than I do, so..."

So, to ensure the success rate of the proposal, he asked her for help.

What is it like to propose to someone you like and someone you used to like?

Tong Huaer tried not to look too ugly and looked up at Lu Yan, "I can help you, but you can't tell sister about this."

"Of course, asking for a marriage is a surprise."

Lu Yan was pleasantly surprised to see that she had agreed, but it was clear that he had made a mistake.

"I mean, even if your proposal is successful, you can't tell your sister that I participated in your proposal!" Tong Huaer shook his head.

If sister knew, she would be very angry!

"Why?" Lu Yan looked at her strangely.

"Don't worry so much. If you want me to help you, you have to promise me to keep it a secret from my sister, or... You can go find someone else."

This was the last time she was involved in their affairs, and whether it was successful or not, she didn't want to cause trouble for herself.

"Okay, I promise you."

Although Lu Yan was still a little confused, he finally agreed. After all, proposing to Tong Jing was the most important thing for him.

"Then come to me when you have a plan, brother-in-law. I really have to go to class."

Tong Huaer said.

Only then did Lu Yan notice that there were no students around. He smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time. Then you should go to class."

Tong Huaer didn't say anything more. He pushed open the car door and got out of the car. He walked towards the school gate.

To prepare a wedding for Lu Yan that would move her sister...

In class, Tong Huaer was writing and drawing on a piece of paper, not listening to a single word, staring at the book in a daze with complicated eyes, and his heart was in a mess.

Will sister really marry Lu Yan?

What would Lu Yan think if her sister refused?

"Hum..."

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Tong Huaer lowered his head, took his phone, and clicked on the message.

"Come here!"

Tong Huaer was stunned for a few seconds. Where was this man asking her to go?

"I'm in class." Tong Huaer replied.

"The driver has gone to pick you up. Now wait at the door."

Tong Huaer: ..." It's really overbearing, not considering that she's busy right now, but why is this man looking for her so urgently?

Just as the bell rang after class, Tong Huaer put away his textbooks and walked towards the school gate with his bag on his back.

She took the car waiting at the door and arrived at Zong Beili's office half an hour later. Ye Shen was waiting for her at the door.

"Mr. Ye, do you know what Zong Beili wants from me?" In order to avoid being hurt by accident, she decided to inquire first.

"Miss Tong, young master Zong is in a bad mood. Go in first." Ye Shen frowned.

In a bad mood?

Just as Tong Huaer was about to ask, she suddenly heard an angry roar coming from inside. The harsh tone startled her and she looked at Ye Shen suspiciously.

This is just not good?

"Crack."

The door to the president's office opened, and several managers with their faces full of dishes walked out, their heads drooping as they walked towards the elevator.

Tong Huaer looked at them, and with Ye Shen's signal, he walked in with all his might. Layers of murderous air rushed into his face.

The luxurious president's room was like a xiuluo court, and Tong Huaer really wanted to leave if he had a choice.

"Zong Beili." Tong Huaer called out softly as he walked in and looked at the man sitting at his desk.

Zong Beili raised his head and looked at her sharply, frowning, "Come here!"

"... Tong Huaer walked over with his lips clenched and was pulled into his arms by the man. Before he could speak, the man kissed his lips fiercely.

"Mmm!"

Tong Huaer frowned in pain.

Zong Beili's strength was so strong that it hurt. Tong Huaer's lips were numb, and his mouth gradually smelled of rust. The man's movements did not stop, but because of the stimulation of blood, the kiss became heavier and heavier!

Zong Beili didn't know how long it took before she stopped. Tong Huaer only felt that her lips were not enough.

Because of the lack of oxygen, he was gasping for air, and his lungs were hurting like needles... Several sensations mixed together, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

"Your lung capacity is too low!" Zong Beili stared at her with disdain, his handsome face clouded with a sinister look between his brows.

Every time he was kissing, she would react like she was suffocating from lack of oxygen. What a disappointment!

"You think everyone is like you!" Tong Huaer covered her lips.

Anyway, she had never seen anyone kiss like Zong Beili for so long. She stole a glance at the man and cursed in her heart, "I don't know how many women have kissed before to practice their vital capacity like this..."