Chapter 512 Lan Shaoyan, Are You Crazy?

Tong Huaer suddenly realized that Frank was pointing at her. He paused and suddenly said, "You mean to tell me not to like him? Don't you like Lan Shaoyan?"

"... Frank nodded hard this time, excited that she understood.

Tong Huaer was stunned and smiled. He looked at Frank and said, "Frank, uncle lan and I are friends..."

"Mom! No... Hi... Him!"

Tong Huaer looked at Frank's stubborn eyes and suddenly understood.

Frank meant that she was his mother, so she couldn't like Lan Shaoyan. Tong Huaer looked at Frank with a smile and a cry, "Frank, didn't I say that? I'm not your mother. I'm your aunt."

"Mom..." Frank looked at her and babbled, "Marriage... Dad..."

"Frank!" Tong Huaer quickly covered the little guy's mouth and looked at him, "You can't say such things. I'm just your aunt, okay? Not your mother."

How could she marry Bruce? It's impossible.

Although Frank did not speak, he was still young and mature. He knew everything in his heart. Tong Huaer sighed. Was this the window that god opened for him?

Perhaps it was because Tong Huaer's tone was a little harsh. Frank looked at her with his lips clenched and his icy blue eyes disappointed.

"All right, go wash your hands and have some snacks. Auntie will accompany you for lunch later."

Tong Huaer touched Frank's head.

Frank looked at her and silently walked to the other side to wash his hands. Tangdou suddenly ran in from outside and shouted, "Sister Huaer, I haven't found uncle!"

"Hmm?" Tong Huaer frowned and said, "Have some snacks first. I'll take you there later."

In the past, Master lan yan would stay here until the evening to leave. Could he and Bruce be on the same page again?

After Frank and Tangdou finished eating their snacks, Tong Huaer led them out to find Lan Shaoyan. After walking around the yard, he found nothing. He asked a maid to find out that Lan Shaoyan had left.

"He may have something to do today. You can meet him next time you come." Tong Huaer comforted Tangdou.

"Yes." Tangdou nodded and Tong Huaer smiled at him, "Let's go. It's time for lunch."

After coaxing the two little fellows to sleep, Tong Huaer remembered that the easel was still in the garden and was ready to put it away.

It was lunchtime, and there were very few maids in the villa. Tong Huaer was walking on the quiet stone road when suddenly a shadow jumped out from the side.

"Tong Tong!"

"Ah!"

Tong Huaer screamed in fear.

"Be careful!" Lan Shaoyan quickly held her up and said, "What are you thinking about?"

"Why are you scaring me?" Tong Huaer's face turned pale, and he came back to himself. He patted his chest and frowned at Master lan, "Where did you go just now? Tangdou can't even find you."

"I'm going to do something important." Lan Shaoyan's evil face was a little mysterious, and Tong Huaer was stunned. He pushed him away and walked towards the easel, "What else can you do?"

In the past, she often saw Zong Beili working overtime, while Master lan yan was also the president of the company, but he was extremely idle. Anyway, she had never seen him busy with work.

How dare the little girl look down on him?

Lan Shaoyan was not angry either. The evil phoenix eyes stared at Tong Huaer's back, and his pleasant voice slowly said, "Didn't you say that your painting can't be sold? I helped you sell it."

"...

Tong Huaer paused and turned to look at Lan Shaoyan, "What did you say?"

"I said your painting." Lan Shaoyan took out a check and waved at her, "It was sold at Phyllis's auction house for $ 800,000 half an hour ago."

"...

Tong Huaer looked at Lan Shaoyan in shock. After a while, he ran over to grab the check in his hand and looked at it in disbelief.

Lan Shaoyan looked at her surprised face with a smile, "I promise I didn't do anything except hand the painting over to the auction house. Although I think the price is a little lower, it's the real price!"

Tong Huaer's painting skills have improved a lot in the past six months, and now she is calm down. Lan Shaoyan did not lie, and the other party really looked at Tong Huaer's painting.

"...

Tong Huaer looked up at him in a daze.

"Now that the painting is sold, you can go shopping with me, okay? Would you like to use this money to eat my big meal and thank me?"

Before Lan Shaoyan realized the seriousness of the matter, he still looked at her with his lips curled.

After a while, Tong Huaer bit his lip and suddenly frowned, "Lan Shaoyan, are you crazy?! Who asked you to sell my painting! Do you know what you're doing?!"

From the moment she saw the check, a huge panic hit Tong Huaer's nerves. What if Zong Beili saw her painting?!

Lan Shaoyan couldn't react. Tong Huaer couldn't care less about him anymore. In a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through her mind. Finally, she subconsciously turned around and ran to the room.

No way!

She needs to get out of here!

Zong Beili might not come looking for her, but what if... What if he comes?

She had to avoid Zong Beili before he could find her again.

"Tong Tong!" Master lan yanfeng narrowed her eyes and strode up to grab Tong Huaer's arm and stared at her fixedly, "Are you worried about Zong Beili? Tong Tong, I already told you, he didn't know you were here! And he's not looking for you anymore. You're safe!"

"No... You don't know, in case..."

Tong Huaer shook her head in confusion. She didn't know what to do. Her instinct was to run away.

She had been away for so long, and it was not easy for her to calm down and try to adapt to her life. If she saw Zong Beili again now, how would she face him?

"It's okay!" Lan Shaoyan frowned and looked at Tong Huaer, pulling her into his arms. His strong arms wrapped around her shoulders, and he kept comforting Tong Huaer in his ear, "Don't be afraid! He won't find you! I won't let him find you!"

On the other hand, the conference room of the zong branch was having a high-level management meeting. Zong Beili was sitting in a chair, dressed in a black suit, and his handsome face was frighteningly gloomy.

Suddenly, Ye Shen pushed open the door and walked out, respectfully saying something in Zong Beili's ear.

Zong Beili frowned and turned his head to look at ye shen coldly. Regardless of the manager's continuing report, he suddenly got up, pushed his chair away and strode outside, leaving a room full of elites looking at each other.

"What happened?" As soon as he walked out of the conference room, Zong Beili frowned and stared at Ye Shen.

"Young master Zong, things are exactly as you expected. After reducing the number of people following, Lan Shaoyan really relaxed his guard. He went to an auction house today and put the painting up for auction."