What happened between him and Liu Fei was not a secret, so she was now wondering what the point was.
Tong Huaer frowned in disgust at the thought.
"Hey, please wait a minute."
Tong Huaer hurriedly called out to a maid when she met her on the stairs.
"What's the matter with you?" The maid was not friendly to her, at least not respectful to Liu Fei.
"Please send two meals to Zong Beili's room, and... Where can I wash my hands?"
Tong Huaer said.
"It's in the guest room."
The maid glanced at her scornfully and turned to leave.
Tong Huaer turned his head to look aside, opened the nearest door and walked in. He found the bathroom and turned on the tap to wash his hands...
After washing for five or six times, Tong Huaer looked at his hands for a while, frowned, turned off the tap and left.
Although she had decided not to pursue it, it was still lingering in her mind, and the bright red color pricked her nerves as if she was being pricked by a needle.
"Tong Huaer!"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind her. Tong Huaer was shocked. He stopped and turned around to look behind him. He looked calmly at Liu Fei who was walking towards her.
"Tong Huaer, what are you doing here?" Liu Fei glanced at Tong Huaer's room and said sarcastically, "You want to steal?"
"Psycho!"
Tong Huaer's eyes did not change. He said three words coldly, then turned and walked forward.
"Tong Huaer, stop!"
Tong Huaer's calm attitude infuriated Liu Fei. She quickly stepped forward to block Tong Huaer and looked at her provocatively, "Tong Huaer, don't think that now that the Zongjia is willing to accept you, you're amazing! When I lived here, you didn't know where it was!"
"When I lived here..."
She narrowed her eyes and looked at Liu Fei, her little hand hanging beside her tightened.
"See? Even now, I still live in the Zongjia! Beili's parents are good to me! You're just a bedmate. In ancient times, you were called a maid! I really thought I..."
"But now it's me next to Zong Beili." Tong Huaer said suddenly.
"...
Liu Fei was shocked and looked at her speechless.
"If you're really that proud, why are you showing this off in front of me? You really want to share a room with Zong Beili, but he doesn't want to."
Tong Huaer used to despise this kind of jealousy, but today, perhaps she was stimulated, and suddenly she felt a sense of possessiveness.
"What are you talking about? Tong Huaer, you bitch!"
Liu Fei immediately raised his hand in anger, but unfortunately, his hand was caught in mid-air!
"Do you still want to hit me? Liu Fei, do you want to try? Who will lose if we fight again?"
Tong Huaer narrowed her eyes and stared coldly at Liu Fei. The last time she was beaten up in front of the zong family, she hadn't even settled the bill with her!
"Tong Huaer, you..." Liu Fei glared at Tong Huaer fiercely. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and his tone became sad and pitiful, "You've got Beili. You don't even allow me to stay for a night? This is what auntie means, not what I want to stay here..."
"...
What is she talking about?
Tong Huaer frowned doubtfully as she looked at Liu Fei. Just then, a deep, cold voice came from behind her, "What are you doing?!"
"...
Tong Huaer was shocked and turned to look behind him. Liu Fei moved even faster. He ran towards zong Beili and threw himself into his arms, "Beili, you don't believe me when I said she was going to hit me last time. Did you see it with your own eyes this time? Tong Huaer wants me to leave! If you say you don't want to leave, hit me..."
"That's what you said?"
Zong Beili looked at her with dark eyes.
"...
Tong Huaer looked down at the carpet and said nothing.
Liu Fei's eyes flashed with pride, and as he was about to add more vinegar, he was suddenly pushed to the ground by a strong force.
"Follow me to my room!"
Zong Beili didn't even look at Liu Fei. He walked over and grabbed Tong Huaer's hand and walked quickly to the bedroom.
"Beili..."
Liu Fei looked at them in astonishment, only the sound of the bedroom door slamming in response!
"Great, huh? Did he know that he had chased her out? Tell me, how did you get it?"
Zong Beili pressed Tong Huaer against the door, raised her delicate chin with large hands, and stared at her small face with dark eyes.
"...
Tong Huaer bit his lips and his small face was calm.
"Speak!" Zong Beili lowered his head and bit her lips. Tong Huaer frowned and suddenly pushed him away, "Don't touch me!"
Silence.
Tong Huaer frowned and turned his head. His eyes fell on the trash can, and his delicate brows furrowed.
She rarely lost her temper like this. Zong Beili frowned and stared at Tong Huaer for a while. Suddenly, he curled his lips and walked over to hold her in his arms. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "What's wrong? Are you upset to see her? Then you can't throw a tantrum at me."
Zong Beili only thought that Tong Huaer was jealous, and he was in a good mood. It was a rare emotion for this little thing.
With that said, Zong Beili lowered her head to kiss her again. The man's pleasant smell came to her face, and Tong Huaer's eyes flashed. Just as the man's thin lips were about to fall, she suddenly reached out and pushed him away again!
"Tong Huaer! What are you doing?" Pushed away twice in a row, Zong Beili frowned unhappily, "I didn't ask her to come here. Why are you mad at me?"
He didn't see her in the room after he took a shower. Afraid that she would be bullied, he went out to look for her immediately. Who knew that she would come back and throw a tantrum at him instead of doing anything?
Zong Beili was the young master who was being coaxed, and when his temper rose, it was especially frightening. Tong Huaer turned his head and looked at him with his lips clenched. His eyes turned red little by little, and crystal liquid gushed out...
Zong Beili's body shook violently and roared, "Damn! I didn't do anything to you. Why are you crying?!"
That was enough. She was the one who got angry at him for no reason. Now that she was crying, he didn't know what to do!
Tong Huaer's tear-filled eyes bulged, like a little frog. This was the first time Zong Beili had seen her like this. He would rather she had a fight with him, even if he yelled at her, than say nothing like this, as if he had given her so much grievance!