Chapter 393 Dorso

She didn't make him angry, did she?

"I... Hey, Zong Beili, what happened to your hand?" Suddenly, Tong Huaer noticed the bleeding wound on the back of Zong Beili's hand. He exclaimed, frowned and said, "Go sit down. I'll call Mr. Ye for a doctor."

With that said, Tong Huaer walked out. Zong Beili stared at her anxious little face and the unhappiness in her eyes dissipated.

He knew how to care for him, and this little thing had a conscience!

"Ah!" Tong Huaer looked at Zong Beili in astonishment, "What are you doing? Let go of me, I'm going to find a doctor!"

"It's just a little skin cut. What doctor are you looking for? He won't die!"

Zong Beili held her tightly and walked towards the sofa.

Tong Huaer: ..." Of course, she knew she wouldn't die, but if Mr. Ye saw him injured, he would say that she didn't take good care of him.

"Then I'll go find the medicine box."

Tong Huaer pushed Zong Beili away and ran towards the living room. Zongbei glared at her without saying anything.

Carrying the medicine box, Tong Huaer squatted beside the sofa and wiped Zong Beili's wound with a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant. His exquisite side face looked dreamy in the sun.

"Tong Huaer." Zong Beili suddenly called her. Tong Huaer looked up and saw Zong Beili staring at her and asking, "Are you in love with me?"

"...

Tong Huaer was stunned.

"You haven't fallen in love with me yet?"

Seeing her expression, Zong Beili's handsome face suddenly sank, and his eyes were frighteningly cold.

"I... I'm still trying." Tong Huaer didn't know what to say. It was only two days before he asked for it.

"Then you'd better hurry up! I have no patience!"

Zong Beili said impatiently.

"... Tong Huaer couldn't laugh or cry.

She really believed what Ye Shen said now. Zong Beili did have a communication disorder. Otherwise, who in normal people would have said that?

Zong Beili still had work to do. Tong Huaer was ordered to accompany him.

Walking into the study, Tong Huaer sighed helplessly when he saw all the broken things on the floor and subconsciously walked over to clean them up.

"What are you doing?" Zong Beili grabbed her.

"Let me tidy this place up." Of course, Tong Huaer said. She had nothing to do anyway.

"I asked you to work with me, not to be a servant!" Zong Beili glanced at her coldly, "Get someone to come in and clean up!"

"Oh."

Tong Huaer nodded and turned to walk out.

When the two waiters came over to clean up, Tong Huaer stood outside the door and waited, lowering his head to play with his cell phone to pass the time.

"Miss Tong." Ye Shen finished delivering the documents and came out to look at her.

"Mr. Ye, are you looking for me?" Tong Huaer looked up, his eyes a little nervous. Did Ye Shen find the wound on the back of zongbei's sharp hand? Should I blame her?

Of course, Ye Shen saw the injury on Zong Beili's hand, but he wanted to say something else, "Miss Tong, young master Zong asked me to find a doctor for your father. I've found him. Here's his contact information."

"Really? Thank you so much, Mr. Ye."

Tong Huaer took the business card excitedly. That's great. Just contact the doctor and you can check on dad.

"I asked him to find it!"

Zong Beili's cold roar suddenly came from the room. Tong Huaer was shocked and looked at Ye Shen awkwardly.

After sending Ye Shen away, Tong Huaer returned to the study and sat on the sofa looking at her business card. This was with the chinese doctor. Although they were not in the country now, Zong Beili was only here for a few days. Soon she could go back.

Looking at zong beili, Tong Huaer picked up his cell phone and walked outside. He found his father's number and dialed it.

"Huaer?" Tong Guodong picked up the phone.

"Dad, how have you been?" Tong Huaer asked as the voice entered the study. Zong Beili's thin lips curled into a sneer of disdain.

"I'm fine, Huaer. Why are you looking for me?"

Tong Guodong's voice was a little noisy, and Tong Huaer frowned. According to the time difference, it was already late at night in the country. Hasn't dad rested yet?

"Well, dad, I'll contact a doctor for you. I want to take you for a checkup in a few days..."

"What? Doctor? I'm not going to the doctor!"

Who knew that before Tong Huaer could finish her sentence, Tong Guodong interrupted her and insisted on not seeing the doctor!

"Dad, you've been coughing for so long. I'm really worried about you. I can rest assured that the doctor will examine you."

Tong Huaer frowned and advised, not expecting his father to refuse.

"Don't worry? What are you worried about? Do you think my illness really lied to you? I'm not going anyway! If you don't want to give me money to treat my illness, you don't have to find such an excuse! Cough, cough..."

Tong Guodong hung up the phone while coughing, sounding as if she was very angry.

"...

Tong Huaer was stunned.

She was thinking about her father's health, but he said she suspected him?!

Looking at his phone, Tong Huaer sighed helplessly and walked into the study.

Father refused to see a doctor. How could she persuade him?

The next day.

Zong Beili left the hotel very early. Tong Huaer sat on the sofa and thought about it. He picked up his phone and sent a text message to his father to persuade Tong Guodong to accept the inspection.

After a while, dad didn't reply. Tong Huaer waited anxiously, and his phone suddenly rang.

"Zong Beili."

I thought it was dad, but I didn't think it was him. Tong Huaer was not in high spirits.

"Get changed and go out. Someone will pick you up." Zong Beili said briefly.

"Ah?" He asked her to look for him?

"Ah what! Come over as soon as I tell you to!"

Zong Beili finished yelling and hung up.

"...

Do you need to be so angry in the morning? Tong Huaer looked at his phone, but there was no message from his father. He walked out with a frown.

Sitting in front of a british-style building, Tong Huaer got out of the car and the bodyguard led her inside.

Tong Huaer did not know what zong beili had brought her here for. Walking on the heavy woolen carpet, Tong Huaer suddenly found beautiful paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor.

Out of habit, she went to look at the signature and opened her eyes in surprise: Duosuo!

Oh my god!

"...

Zong Beili's deep voice came from the front. Tong Huaer looked up at the man, who was also looking at her. Beside Zong Beili stood an old man with silver hair.

"Come here!" Zong Beili's eyes darkened and reached out to her.

"..." Tong Huaer walked over and zongbei grabbed her waist with a big hand and said," Duosuo.

He was introducing her. Of course, she knew Duosuo, the legendary painter, and to put it bluntly, Duosuo was someone that even her idol would look up to!