Chapter 463 Is This Important?

Back in the president's office, Tong Huaer was carried into the bathroom in the lounge by Zong Beili, and her clothes were torn open with her big hands.

"Zong Beili, don't..."

"You'll get sick if you don't change in the rain!"

Zong Beili frowned at her and said, but his eyes were clearly trying to make her change.

Tong Huaer heard Lin Meiyue's words again: what else can you give him besides beauty?

But... Even beauty is not something she can always give. Sooner or later, she will grow old.

"Tong Huaer?"

Zong Beili frowned and stared at the woman in front of her. How dare she be distracted at a time like this?!

"Hmm?" Tong Huaer was stunned and looked back at Zong Beili. His eyes twinkled and he lowered his head, "You go out first. I'll wash myself."

"Who's going out?" Zong Beili sneered, pulled her into his arms, and stared at her dangerously, "It seems that I didn't work hard enough, so you didn't get into it!"

"No... Zong Beili, you... Um..."

Two hours later, the girl's sobbing in the bathroom stopped. Tong Huaer was limp in Zong Beili's arms. She was so embarrassed, but she had no strength to hide.

"Little thing, turn the door and hook me up!"

Zong Beili's lingering kiss fell on her shoulder.

"...

Tong Huaer rolled his eyes speechlessly. He was the one who was in the heat!

Zong Beili took Tong Huaer out and put him on the big bed. His long body lay down next to her and hugged her tightly in his arms, "Sleep for a while."

"Aren't you working?" Tong Huaer looked at Zong Beili doubtfully.

"No."

She was in bed, and he just wanted to hug her to sleep.

"...

Tong Huaer nodded gently and said nothing more. He turned his head to look out the window at the sun and listened to his even breathing above his head.

She was very tired, but she was not sleepy at all.

Tong Huaer did not know how to describe her current mood. She felt that time had suddenly become a countdown, and even though she was ready to leave, she still felt unprepared.

"Can't sleep?" Suddenly, her body was turned away. Tong Huaer looked at Zong Beili with her eyes open in surprise, "You didn't sleep either?"

"It was going to be soon. I knew you were still awake." Zong Beili looked at her with dark eyes, "Watch tv with you?"

"No need." Tong Huaer was stunned and shook his head gently.

She wasn't in the mood to watch.

"Then sleep with me!" Zong Beili held her tightly in his arms, and the man's strong breath surrounded her. Tong Huaer bit his lips and looked up at him with a twinkle in his eyes, "Zong Beili, did you refuse to get engaged to Liu Fei?"

She couldn't help but ask.

Silence.

The faint smile on Zong Beili's lips suddenly turned cold. He frowned and looked down at her. A chill flashed in his eyes, "Who told you that? Liu Fei?"

Tong Huaer blinked and shook his head, "Is that important? Why did you refuse to get engaged to Liu Fei? Are you crazy? This is your family marriage!"

Since Zong Beili's mother was able to find her, zong beili's actions must have caused dissatisfaction in their family. Tong Huaer's eyes were worried.

Zong Beili stared at her coldly for a while, then suddenly smiled, "I married Liu Fei and watched you leave? Or are you willing to sleep in the same bed as me?!"

It was not that he did not understand the importance of a family marriage, but this woman in his arms did not give him a choice between the two!

"I..." Tong Huaer was stunned. He looked at Zong Beili with a complicated look in his eyes. He looked at him in a daze, "You... You rejected it because of me?"

How is that possible!

Why would Zong Beili give up on the family interest for her?

An unnatural look flashed across zongbei's face, but it quickly returned to normal. He hugged her tightly and said coldly, "Don't put gold on your face. It's not because of you. I'm obsessed!"

Even he had to admit that he didn't want her to leave!

He was bewitched...

She's not stupid. How could she not even hear such deliberate words?

Zong Beili really didn't want her to get engaged, so... He didn't want her to leave, did he?

Tong Huaer suddenly felt his eyes warm. He hastily lowered his head and bit his lips.

"Zong Beili, you... Why didn't you tell me?"

If his mother hadn't called today, Tong Huaer wouldn't have known when this happened.

"Why should I tell you?" Zong Beili snorted coldly and hugged her tightly with his big hand, "Tong Huaer, I won't get engaged to Liu Fei. Stay by my side and don't let anything go wrong! Do you understand?"

He could handle it, so she didn't have to worry about it. What if he told her? What other use was there other than making her sad?

He's not getting engaged to Liu Fei?

But the clan would not agree.

Tong Huaer blinked, looked up at Zong Beili and bit his lip, "Zong Beili, let's separate... Ah!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a large hand suddenly grabbed her neck. Zong Beili stared at her with his dark eyes, which were extremely cold.

Say it! Say it if you're not afraid of death!"

Zong Beili's cold voice had no warmth at all. The big hand around her neck tightened. Tong Huaer could not breathe and could not speak. Looking at Zong Beili's murderous eyes, he shook his head with difficulty.

"...

Zongbei li's big hand suddenly loosened. Tong Huaer covered his neck and coughed violently. The man took him into his arms and a cold voice sounded above her head, "Tong Huaer, don't talk about leaving me again, or I will strangle you to death! Do you understand?"

Of course, she wasn't interested in being strangled to death.

"... Tong Huaer nodded with tears in his eyes.

"Good." Zong Beili lowered his head in satisfaction and bit her lip, "Now close your eyes and go to sleep. Show me your cheongsam at night!"

The conversation didn't end quickly. Tong Huaer's life was the same as before. He studied painting with Duosuo during the day, accompanied Tangdou, and worked with zong beili in the afternoon.

Not sure if it was because she mentioned the separation again, Zong Beili arranged more bodyguards for her suddenly. Although nominally protecting her safety, Tong Huaer knew that these people were watching her.

On the morning of the weekend, Tong Huaer took pictures of a british pedestrian street and sat down with Luo for coffee during the break.

"Do you really think this is necessary?" Tong Huaer looked at Luo doubtfully.

"The hype is necessary. You have to give your fans a little benefit other than advertising." Xiao luo said.

"..." Tong Huaer nodded thoughtfully. After a while, she whispered," elder sister Luo, actually, I don't want to shoot any more commercials. I want to quit the modeling world.