Chapter 543 Charming

Why couldn't she be with Zong Beili because she was from a bad family? Why didn't she have the right to be happy? Even if Zong Beili liked her, it would be wrong for her to want to be with him.

Lin Meiyue's words gave Tong Huaer a big blow, but they also aroused her fighting spirit.

"Tong Huaer, remember what you said today!"

Zong Beili stared at her with dark eyes, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips hard. His strong arms held her petite body tightly in his arms.

After staying on the mountain for a while, tong Huaer felt a lot more relaxed when he went down the mountain. Zong Beili drove the car and looked over at her from time to time. It was obvious that he was in a good mood too.

"Where do you want to go for lunch?" Zongbei said sternly.

Tong Huaer thought about it and shook his head, "Let's eat at home."

Although she had already decided to face him, thinking about the reporters... Tong Huaer decided not to.

"...

Zong Beili raised his eyebrows and said nothing more.

However, tong Huaer was still thinking too simply. As soon as the car reached the foot of the mountain, she saw a large group of people standing in front of them, all holding microphones and cameras. As soon as she saw their car, she immediately surrounded them!

"Miss Tong, young master Zong, are you going on a date up the mountain?"

"Did young master Zong prepare the fireworks? But why in the daytime?"

"Do you have anything to say about Miss Tong's blessings to the netizens?"

Before Tong Huaer could react, a microphone came in, and the reporters all looked at them excitedly.

"Sorry, please be careful with your hands, thank you for your concern, thank you..." Tong Huaer apologized as he raised the window and turned to zong Beili, "Let's go!"

"...

Zong Beili glanced at her and drove out.

"Miss Tong, say something..."

"Young master Zong, please respond..."

The reporters were still chasing after them, but they couldn't match the speed of the sports car. Tong Huaer looked back and breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't expect them to come to the mountains, and these reporters could find them!

"Didn't you say you had decided to face it with me?" Zong Beili's cold voice came.

It was the first time he had run away like this when he was this old!

"Then... Then you have to prepare me for it. I have to get used to it."

Tong Huaer said.

The reporters swarmed up, asking questions about her and Zong Beili. She wasn't prepared at all. If she said the wrong thing, it would be over. Maybe it would make Zong Beili a laughing stock again.

"Then you'd better get used to it. I promise you have plenty of opportunities like this."

Zong Beili glanced at her and said.

Tong Huaer: ... "" I know he's charming. He's a sensation everywhere

The next day.

In the morning, Tong Huaer got up early and went to the cloakroom to change after washing up.

Zong Beili was woken up by the sound of her knowing so-so. He frowned and opened his eyes, staring unhappily at her figure walking back and forth in the room, "Tong Huaer, are you sleepwalking?"

"... Tong Huaer, who was named, stopped and looked at Zong Beili with his bag." What sleepwalking? I'm getting up. I'm going to Teacher Duosuo's house to learn how to draw."

"Are you out of your mind?" Zong Beili pulled the corners of his lips coldly and glanced out at the sun that had not yet risen completely, "Or do you want to take action to protest that my performance last night didn't satisfy you?"

He had always gone to work, and she was still sleeping soundly in bed. When did she get up so early?

"No." Tong Huaer blushed, bit his lip and said, "I have to work hard. I won't tell you. I'm going downstairs. Go back to sleep."

Tong Huaer said she wanted to face Zong Beili, not just talk about it. She thought about it carefully. Zong Beili's mother looked down on her background, and she had nothing to say, so she could only prove herself through her own efforts.

It was impossible for her to surpass Zong Beili, but there had to be something that could support her standing beside Zong Beili. After much thought, drawing was her only advantage.

When she woke him up, Zong Beili could not sleep. He glanced at the back of Huaer, the child, and ordered in a low voice, "Come here!"

"Hmm?" Tong Huaer stopped at the door and turned to look at him. Then he walked back and said doubtfully, "What's the matter... Ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, a strong force suddenly pulled her down. Zong Beili's strong arm wrapped her in his chest and raised his eyebrows, "Idiot, no matter how hard you try, they won't like you. Why waste time? Why don't you go to work with me?"

The Zongjia's deep-seated prejudice against her was that she did not have a good background and could not bring considerable benefits to the clan, which was not something Tong Huaer could do with hard work.

Whether she is good or not, and her character, the Zongjia doesn't care at all!

"I... Then I have to work hard first." Tong Huaer bit his lip.

If she works hard and the Zongjia still doesn't like her, then she has nothing to say! But it was not in her character to let her give up without working hard.

"What's there to work on?" Zong Beili pulled her thin lips in disdain, and suddenly her black eyes flashed. She turned her head and stared at her darkly, "You just have to work hard here."

Here?

Tong Huaer was stunned for a few seconds, then his face turned red. He got up from zong beili's arms and bit his lips, "I don't understand what you're saying. I won't talk to you. I have to go to Teacher Duosuo's house earlier. I just started working hard. Don't pour cold water on me."

After that, Tong Huaer turned around and ran downstairs.

Zongbei glanced at her back and raised her eyebrows. It was better for her to study painting with Duosuo now. At least she had something to do, so she wouldn't think too much.

After breakfast in the morning, Tong Huaer went out with a painting set. The box in his hand was suddenly picked up by zongbei, who was walking up.

"What are you doing?" Tong Huaer turned around and looked at Zong Beili doubtfully.

Zongbei's handsome face had a' there's no need to ask' expression and said, "I'll send you to that old man!"

What a terrible old man! That's his teacher, too!

"No need to send me off. I can go by myself. You should go to work." Tong Huaer reached for the box and shook the car keys in zong Beili's hand.

Zong Beili frowned unhappily, "Tong Huaer, have you hit your head too hard with chicken blood?"

"Ah?"

Tong Huaer looked at him blankly.

Zong Beili sneered, "If you want to learn how to draw, you can. Now you won't even take my car? Get in the car! Stop talking nonsense and stay at home!"