Chapter 373 Ten Million

"Tong Huaer, what are you so proud of? Didn't you get the ad by sleeping with a man? What do you think you are!"

Tong Jing shouted.

In fact, she was deliberately scolded by Liu Fei today. She came to shoot the advertisement and met with a different treatment from before. She happened to know that Tong Huaer was shooting the advertisement, and immediately ran over, as if she was using Tong Huaer as a punching bag.

"Tong Jing, you're not done yet!" Tong Huaer's eyes were completely cold, and he didn't want to mess with Tong Jing. He pursed his lips and said, "If you don't leave, I'll call security."

"I'm your sister! Tong Huaer, how dare you call me by my name! That's right, in your eyes, there has never been an elder, or else you wouldn't have killed grandma and not feel guilty at all! And..."

"Snap!"

A hard slap landed on Tong Jing's face, deflecting her face and interrupting her unfinished words.

"Tong Huaer, how dare you hit me?!"

Tong Jing covered his face and turned to look at Tong Huaer, a strong hatred shooting out.

Tong Huaer shook her numb little hand and looked at Tong Jing coldly, "Are you leaving by yourself or should I call security?"

Tong Jing just wanted to provoke Tong Huaer with his grandmother, but he didn't even see Tong Huaer break down this time, and he didn't even have a chance to talk.

During this period, Tong Jing's status had risen a lot. He was slapped in public and was humiliated. He stared at Tong Huaer coldly and said with gritted teeth, "Okay! Tong Huaer, we'll see!"

With that said, Tong Jing ran out crying, and her agent quickly followed up to comfort her.

Tong Huaer stood there in a daze. Luo came over and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Huaer, good job! This woman deserves to be beaten!"

"...

Tong Huaer tugged at the corners of her lips and lowered her head with a complicated look in her eyes.

With her mother's level of protection for her sister, this slap, I'm afraid she won't have peace, right?

"Miss Tong, do you need to rest?" The photographer came over and said respectfully.

"No, let's continue filming."

Tong Huaer shook his head and walked over to continue the unfinished advertisement.

On the other side.

Tong Jing drove home, ran to the sofa as soon as he entered, covered his face and burst into tears.

"Baby, what's going on? Who bullied you?" Su miaoqing ran out and hugged Tong Jing anxiously.

"Mom! It's Tong Huaer. Look at how she punched my face! She hit me in front of so many people!" Tong Jing showed the wound to su miaoqing and cried out bitterly.

"What? How dare that bitch Tong Huaer hit you? Tell mom what's going on!"

Su Miaoqing flew into a rage, looking like he was going to settle the score with child Huaer.

After the commercial, Tong Huaer said goodbye to Luo, got into the car and leaned back a little tired.

For a long time, she hadn't done any commercials, and her physical strength was a little unbearable. Although she was tired, Tong Huaer felt very fulfilled in her heart.

"Hum..."

The phone suddenly rang.

Tong Huaer picked it up and frowned at the caller id.

It was her mother. Tong Huaer could guess why Su Miaoqing called without answering it.

Biting his lip, Tong Huaer hung up the phone. In a few seconds, the phone rang again. This time, Tong Huaer turned it off without hesitation.

Finally, it was quiet. Tong Huaer turned his head and looked out the window with a complicated look.

"Tong Huaer, you bitch! How dare she not answer my phone! How dare you turn off your phone!" In the Tong family villa, su miaoqing's chest heaved violently in anger.

"Of course she dares to do this to you now. You should know that Zong Beili is now her backer. She's so arrogant! Even I did..."

Tong Jing said in a casual manner.

"What did you say? That little bitch is with young master Zong again?" Su Miaoqing looked at Tong Jing with bright eyes.

"Yes! I don't know how she hooked up with Zong Beili!" Tong Jing pursed her lips in jealousy, and her heart was out of balance when she mentioned this!

"Oh, it seems that little bitch has the ability! Oh, my Huaer..."

Su Miaoqing was so happy that he wanted to call Tong Huaer and put the matter of Tong Jing being beaten out of the blue. Suddenly, he remembered that Tong Huaer was still off, and immediately ordered Tong Jing, "That little bitch won't answer the phone. Find out where she is! I want to see her!"

"Mom, but Tong Huaer hit me..." Seeing that su miaoqing didn't help her, Tong Jing frowned anxiously.

"If you hit her, you can bear it. If you scold her, will you be relieved? Now that she's with Zong Beili, she can have as much money as she wants! Wouldn't it be better if she paid you back?"

Su Miaoqing comforted Tong Jing, his eyes flashing with a shrewd plan, thinking about something.

"All right then! I want ten million!"

Tong Jing'reluctantly' accepted the offer and opened his mouth at an exorbitant price.

The next day.

Tong Huaer received a call from the designer this morning and came to the villa to see the progress of the renovation. After meeting the designer, Tong Huaer went to the second floor and walked into the oversized studio.

The last time she left in a hurry, she didn't see much of these paintings. Anyway, there was no shooting today, so she could look at them slowly.

"Miss Tong."

A bodyguard stood respectfully at the door with a cell phone in his hand.

"What's the matter?" Tong Huaer asked.

"It's young master Zong." The bodyguard said.

Zong Beili?

Tong Huaer frowned and walked over to pick up the phone, "Zong Beili?"

"Why is your phone off?" Zong Beili's low voice sounded slightly displeased.

"I turned off my phone yesterday. I didn't bring my phone. What's the matter? Are you looking for me?" Tong Huaer said.

Tong Huaer didn't tell Zong Beili that he didn't like her family because of his mother's phone call yesterday. It was only to add insult to injury.

"There's a dinner party tonight. You come with me! Ask the driver to send you over later." Zong Beili informed her directly.

"Ah?" Tong Huaer was stunned, stunned, and then came back to his senses, "I'm not going. You should go yourself. I have a headache today. I don't want to go out."

Silence.

After Tong Huaer finished speaking, there was no sound of Zong Beili's voice on the phone for a long time. She held the phone nervously and suddenly heard a cold voice, "Okay!"

"Then you should drink less at night, and be careful..."

"Dudu, dudu."

Before he could finish speaking, Zong Beili hung up the phone. Tong Huaer looked at the screen, raised his eyebrows, put away his phone and continued to look at the painting.

After a while in the studio and looking at the time, Tong Huaer left the studio and went downstairs.

"Miss Tong, are you leaving?"

After the pool, the decorator greeted her.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Come home early too."

Tong Huaer curled his lips and walked out of the garden.