Chapter 275 You Are A Fool

"Well, I ate a little. It's not good."

Tong Huaer replied perfunctorily.

In fact, she didn't eat at all during lunch, so she's still hungry.

Nanny Wu never left any leftovers, so Tong Huaer had to temporarily take an apple to satisfy his hunger.

"Why don't you send her lunch?" Zong Beili said to Nanny Wu with a cold face.

"This... Young master Zong, it's not that I don't give it away..."

Walking out of the kitchen, Tong Huaer saw Zong Beili angry at Nanny Wu and frowned. He walked over and said, "Zong Beili, it doesn't matter about Nanny Wu. I didn't let Nanny Wu bring me food myself."

"Why?"

Zong Beili frowned and looked at her unhappily.

He was busy with work and didn't have time to care about all these little things, but he didn't expect that Nanny Wu would dare not take good care of her!

Tong Huaer was shocked by Zong Beili's fierce face. He didn't expect that he was just casually saying that this man was actually serious.

Looking at Nanny Wu guiltily, Tong Huaer said, "It's nothing. I just don't want people to think that I'm so high-profile. Besides, the food in the canteen is good. I've been eating for two years, so I don't have to bother Nanny Wu at noon."

After explaining, Tong Huaer looked at Zong Beili anxiously. After all, this man was too subjective and any explanation in front of what he believed was futile.

Zong Beili did not speak for a long time after hearing this, but his gaze on Tong Huaer became increasingly gloomy. Tong Huaer was so frightened by his gaze that he was just about to speak...

"What happened to your arm?"

Zong Beili said suddenly.

Just now she was standing in the kitchen. He didn't see her hurt because of the angle. Now he saw the snow-white gauze on Tong Huaer's arm, and zongbei's handsome face turned completely black.

"Well, uh, I accidentally fell in pe class and scratched my arm a little."

Tong Huaer lowered his head and smiled. Sensing zong beili's hand reaching out to her, he subconsciously pushed back a step. Seeing zong beili frowning and staring at her, he waved his hand and said, "It's been disinfected. Don't move. It'll be fine in a few days."

She didn't dare to let Zong Beili check the wound under the gauze. After all, everyone could tell that it wasn't an abrasion.

Zong Beili stared at Tong Huaer, his hands stiffening in midair, and suddenly pulled child Huaer into his arms.

"I really don't know if you're at school or at war every day! You deserve to hurt yourself in pe class!"

"...

Tong Huaer was shocked and soon breathed a sigh of relief. Zong Beili had already believed what she said about the injury in class.

Just as he sat down on the sofa, his phone suddenly rang. Zongbei glanced at her phone and laughed coldly.

Tong Huaer knew he was in the wrong and took the phone to the corner to pick it up, "Mom."

"Huaer, what are you doing? On the set?"

Every time she heard Su Miaoqing's gentle voice, Tong Huaer immediately had an ominous feeling. She would rather be as cold as before when she picked up the phone: Tong Huaer!

"No, I'm at home. Just tell me what you need." Tong Huaer said.

"At home? Is that with young master Zong?" Su Miaoqing's voice immediately rose a few degrees and excitedly said to child Huaer, "Huaer, I recently saw some reports that Liu Fei and Zong Beili broke up. Is it true? Is it because of you?!"

"... Tong Huaer was speechless.

What is her credit?

He turned his head to look at zong beili. He didn't look at her at all. He held his cell phone and didn't know what he was looking at.

Tong Huaer turned around and said, "They're fine, mom. Tell me what you want."

"What? Pretty good? I told you you should give young master Zong to your sister! See what happens first. Isn't that a waste?"

It was as if Su Miaoqing's anxious tone was filled with unwillingness when he saw the gold floating past his eyes.

Afraid that Zong Beili would hear what his mother said, Tong Huaer took a few more steps to the side, "Mom, what's the matter with you? If it's okay, I'll hang up!"

The little bitch threw her face!

Su Miaoqing cursed in his heart and said with a smile, "Of course I have something to do with you. Huaer, mom is a little short of money recently. I didn't know you..."

Mom called to ask for money?

Tong Huaer frowned, "Didn't I give you money last time?"

It's only been a short time, and my mother has actually made up her mind again!

"Heh..."

A cold laugh suddenly broke out behind him. Tong Huaer turned around and saw Zong Beili's disdainful eyes. He was startled and bit his lips, lowering his head somewhat embarrassingly.

Of course she knew what Zong Beili meant by that sneer.

Zong Beili was not laughing at her mother, but at her.

He had said that his mother would never be satisfied and would continue to ask for money from her, but tong Huaer did not believe it. Now... Su Miaoqing really slapped her with his actions!

"That's enough money for you! Now that your sister broke up with Lu Yan, her salary wasn't enough for her! A bag costs a hundred thousand..."

"What bag is that expensive?"

Tong Huaer interrupted Su Miaoqing in astonishment. Tong Jing's income in the dance troupe was not low. How could he not even spend enough on himself?

"Of course it's a designer bag! You don't even know him!" Su Miaoqing said disdainfully, "Your sister is going to marry into a rich family. These are all investments! Your family is running out of money, and your father is still sick. Huaer, how much money have you made these days?"

"...

Father is still sick, but sister actually bought a hundred thousand bags!

Tong Huaer didn't know what to say. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down, "Dad, he..."

"Cough cough cough..."

At the Tong family villa on the other end of the phone, Tong Guodong suddenly coughed violently. Su Miaoqing brought his phone to him and gestured for him to cough harder!

The series of quick coughs made Tong Huaer stop all thoughts of inquiry. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed and her eyes were complicated as she bit her lips.

"Huaer, your father..."

Su Miaoqing's voice came from her cell phone as if she was too busy taking care of Tong Guodong to speak.

"I'll go back tomorrow."

Tong Huaer said a few words, then hung up the phone and looked out at the moon.

"You want to go back?" Zong Beili's mocking voice came from behind.

Tong Huaer was stunned. He turned his head and nodded, "Well, my father is sick. I want to go back and take a look."

"Sick?" Zong Beili's thin lips pulled up a sneer, and the disdain on his handsome face deepened.

"Zong Beili, what do you mean?"

Tong Huaer knew that Zong Beili didn't like her family, but after all, her father was sick now. Seeing the disdain in Zong Beili's eyes, Tong Huaer felt very uncomfortable.

"Tong Huaer, use your brain to think about it. Your father called you after being sick for so long? Just when your mother asked you for money, he fell ill. If you really believe me, then you are a fool!"