"I'm an idiot!"
As soon as Zong Beili finished speaking, Tong Huaer suddenly said four words. He was shocked by the way he looked straight at Zong Beili. The man frowned and stared at her.
"Zong Beili, I'm not stupid! I know that maybe mom lied to me about dad's illness, but what if it wasn't? What if dad was really sick? I wouldn't even go back to see dad because I was afraid that mom would take my money? What do you want me to be, a complete stranger?"
My mother and sister love money. They value money more than life. But Zong Beili, how noble are you?"
Tong Huaer said word by word.
Zong Beili stopped her from going back, just because she didn't want her mother to take the money away. She didn't believe that Zong Beili didn't think that her father might be really sick, but he was ruthless and indifferent!
Silence.
The oppressive atmosphere in the living room was suffocating. Zongbei stared at her with a stern and handsome face, and a murderous look shot out of his narrowed black eyes. Let the invisible storm blow around!
"Tong Huaer, say what you just said again!"
Zong Beili's bloodthirsty voice carried a bone-chilling chill.
Tong Huaer was not afraid, but there was another kind of courage supporting her, and her mouth moved, "I said..."
"Miss Tong! Stop it! Stop it!"
Nanny Wu suddenly interrupted Tong Huaer and looked anxiously at her.
Tong Huaer was stunned. She bit her lips and looked at Zong Beili. Although she did not speak again, the firmness in her eyes was still obvious.
Zong Beili stared at her, his eyes flashing through the bloodthirsty violence. He narrowed his eyes, stood up, grabbed a pillow and threw it at Huaer!
"Ah!"
Tong Huaer subconsciously tilted her head, but still did not dodge. The pillow hit her face, and a few strands of hair fell down, making her look a little more embarrassed.
"Ha! Who do you think cares about your stupid business? Go back if you want! Who the hell is stopping you!"
Zong Beili made a savage remark and walked towards the bedroom with a sharp figure. On the way, he kicked away the chair in the way and made a loud noise!
"Bang!"
With the sound of the door closing, everything quieted down.
Tong Huaer seemed to have been evacuated immediately, sitting on the floor, staring fixedly at the carpet, his trembling teeth clenching his lips.
"Miss Tong, are you okay?"
Nanny Wu hurried over and took her to the sofa.
"Nothing."
Tong Huaer shook his head gently.
The pillow that hit her didn't hurt much, but... Did she offend Zong Beili now?
"Miss Tong, young master Zong is doing it for your own good. How can you... Hey, I really don't know what to say to you. You should go back to your room and apologize to young master Zong. Young master Zong dotes on you so much that he won't really care about you."
Nanny Wu said.
Tong Huaer was stunned. She didn't think she had done anything wrong. Why did she apologize to Zong Beili?
"Nanny Wu, can you help me see if Tangdou is asleep?"
Seeing that Nanny Wu was about to speak again, Tong Huaer said ahead of him.
Just now, she and Zong Beili were talking loudly. Tong Huaer was worried that she would wake Tangdou up. The little guy would be scared if he saw them arguing.
"Okay, I'll go check it out. Miss Tong, you wait here for a while. When zong shao's anger subsides, you can go in and apologize to him."
Nanny Wu told Tong Huaer to apologize.
"... Yes."
Tong Huaer nodded.
Is she going to apologize to Zong Beili?
Of course not.
Tong Huaer sat on the sofa, her eyes in a daze. Zong Beili must still be angry. The bedroom had become a dragon pond and a tiger den that she could not enter. It seemed that she could only sleep on the sofa tonight.
Fortunately, Zong Beili's things were high-end even on the sofa. Tong Huaer lay on them, gradually closing his eyes and falling asleep.
In the bedroom.
Zong Beili sat on the sofa with a frown on his face and a cigarette burning on his fingertips. His taut face loomed in the white smoke, and the thick color around him made the night as cold as ice.
That damn woman Tong Huaer! Idiot! Ungrateful things!
Zong Beili cursed in his heart and looked at the door with a cold face. When he saw the closed door, his handsome face suddenly became a little colder. She still didn't come in!
Looks like he has no face to see him?
Zong Beili laughed coldly, put out his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up and strode towards the door. He opened the door and glanced coldly at the living room. His eyes paused on the sofa, narrowed and filled with murderous intent.
She's asleep!
This damn woman! She actually fell asleep?
Zong Beili suddenly turned around and walked towards the bedroom. In a few seconds, there was an earth-shattering knock on the door, "Bang!"
"...
On the sofa, Tong Huaer frowned, turned over and went back to sleep.
The next day.
"Sister Huaer, sister Huaer..."
In a daze, she heard someone calling her.
Tong Huaer opened his eyes and saw Tangdou's blurry little face gradually clear. He reached out and touched his little head.
Sister Huaer, why are you sleeping here? Why don't you go back to your room and sleep?"
Tangdou asked doubtfully.
Tong Huaer hooked his lips, "I... Cough."
Suddenly, a burning pain came from his throat. Tong Huaer could not help coughing, and the sound of his mouth opening was hoarse and unpleasant to hear.
"...
Tong Huaer was a little helpless. She only slept on the sofa for one night, and then she caught a cold. How lucky was she?
"Crack."
The bedroom door opened, and Zong Beili came out in a black suit. His long figure walked straight through the living room without even looking at Tong Huaer in the corner of the eye.
Tangdou opened his mouth. Before he could speak, the sound of slamming the door came from the entrance.
"...
Tong Huaer frowned. What was that? Cold war?
"Sister Huaer, did you quarrel with your brother?" Tangdou noticed the emotional changes between adults and looked at Tong Huaer doubtfully.
"No."
Tong Huaer touched his head and said in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, "Sister Huaer has a sore throat. Tangdou goes to wash up first. After breakfast, she goes to school."
"Okay, sister hua' er, don't forget to take the medicine. It won't hurt anymore."
Tangdou said obediently.
At breakfast in the morning, Nanny Wu was still nagging about Tong Huaer apologizing to zong beili. Tong Huaer felt helpless and her throat hurt. She was too lazy to argue. She had been listening to Nanny Wu.
There was no second class in the morning. Tong Huaer got into the car and went to the Tong family. She passed a bank and asked the driver to stop the car.
Holding Zong Beili's black card and taking 20,000 yuan from it, Tong Huaer looked at the bank card and cash in his hand with some self-deprecation.
She had just quarreled with that man yesterday, but now she had to use his things. Her backbone was not always there.
"Keep driving."
Tong Huaer got into the car and said to the driver.
Just as the phone rang, Tong Huaer took out his phone and looked at the number on the screen. His delicate brows furrowed.