Chapter 627 That's A Woman

Tong Huaer frowned, "I thought about it at the time, but... It's already like this."

Everything has been messed up, and there's no point in pursuing it, right?

Lan Shaoyan's evil face was as ugly as ever. The news of Tong Huaer's sudden marriage caught him off guard! Frowning, he looked at her, "What about her background?"

"That's what you heard. I wasn't born to my parents." Tong Huaer said.

"Are you sure the news is true?"

"Yes." Tong Huaer nodded lightly.

Even if Su Miaoqing and Tong Guodong hadn't been asked, Tong Jing shouldn't have lied to her about it.

She sat quietly in her chair, her calm little face showing no joy or sadness. She was clearly talking about her own business, but she was as calm as she was talking about someone else's business.

"There's nothing wrong with it!" Master lan yanfeng looked at her with a slightly heavy gaze, "Aren't you stupid enough to feel sad because of this?"

"...

It seemed that everyone felt that there was nothing wrong with her not being a Tong family person, and even that she felt very good.

Tong Huaer smiled at Lan Shaoyan and said nothing.

"But your marriage, it's really..." Lan Shaoyan couldn't help but burst into anger. Just as he was about to bring it up again, a rush of cell phone rings.

Tong Huaer took out his phone, looked at the strange number on it, and picked up the phone, "Hello, this is Tong Huaer."

"Hello, Miss Tong. This is the police station." The person on the other side of the phone said.

"Police station?" Tong Huaer frowned doubtfully.

Master lan yanfeng narrowed her eyes and looked at her.

"Yes, we have some clues about your injury at the mall last time. I hope you can come to the police station to confirm the murderer."

Said the policeman.

"Oh, okay! I see."

Tong Huaer nodded and hung up.

"What happened?" Lan Shaoyan raised an eyebrow at her.

Tong Huaer bit her lip and briefly told Lan Shaoyan what happened that day.

"Someone murdered you?" Lan Shaoyan raised his eyebrows and Tong Huaer said with a serious face, "I don't know. The police said it was possible."

After that, she looked at the entrance of the inpatient department. Zong Beili was still in the ward. Should she go up and tell him? But if Zong Beili's father sees her and gets angry again...

"Hum..."

When Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Tong Huaer's phone rang again, with Zong Beili's name on it.

After picking up the phone, Tong Huaer said that it was inappropriate for him to be here and wanted to go back to the villa first. Zong Beili agreed after listening to it. He sounded busy over there and hung up after a few words.

Tong Huaer stood up and was about to leave when Lan Shaoyan's voice suddenly rang out, "Why didn't you tell him? If Zong Beili were to look into it, it would be faster."

"Forget it. He's busy now, but it still worries him."

Tong Huaer said indifferently.

Because she cared, she would try not to bring trouble to zongbeili.

A complicated emotion flashed through Master lan yanfeng's eyes. She stood up and put on her sunglasses in a handsome manner. The corners of her lips raised a wicked arc, "Let's go. I'll send you there!"

"Ah?" Tong Huaer said in surprise, "Didn't you come to the hospital for something?"

"Just visiting a business elder. I'll let Lan Yan handle it. It's nothing important."

Lan Shaoyan walked towards the parking lot, and Tong Huaer had to follow.

After getting into the car, Tong Huaer turned his head to get his seat belt. Suddenly, he stopped and looked out in doubt.

"What's wrong?" Lan Shaoyan sensed her movements.

Tong Huaer frowned, turned to look at him and shook his head, "I think I saw brian just now, but maybe I was wrong. Let's go."

That figure just flashed by, maybe she had seen it before.

"Brian? Foreigners?" Master lan yanfeng's eyes flashed with understanding.

Tong Huaer fastened his seat belt and said, "No, he's chinese. He just has an english name. What's wrong? Do you know someone named brian?"

Lan Shaoyan glanced at her.

"By the way, the person who bought your painting last time said he wanted you to help her draw a few more."

On the way to the police station, Lan Shaoyan suddenly said something while driving.

"What?" Tong Huaer looked at him in surprise, "Did the buyer contact you?"

Lan Shaoyan glanced at her, "Well, it was a few days ago. I didn't come to tell you anything. You're not bad now. Someone's already asking you to draw. If you do a good marketing job, you'll soon become a famous artist."

"I'd rather not." Tong Huaer shook her head, which didn't match her original intention of learning to draw.

She wanted to be a famous artist, but not in this way.

"Do you have that person's contact information?" Tong Huaer asked.

"What? You still have time to help her draw?"

"No. But I want to thank him personally." Tong Huaer said.

The first person to buy her painting, to a certain extent, gave her a lot of encouragement, and she was really grateful.

"I'll give it to you later."

Lan Shaoyan turned the sports car around and drove it into the police station.

Ten minutes later, Tong Huaer sat in front of the screen, frowning as he looked at the less clear footage.

The screen was shot from the top to the bottom, and it was behind the stage. Many customers looked normal as they passed by, but in a corner at the edge of the screen, a man in a hat squatted there, unable to see what he was doing. After a while, the man stood up and looked around.

The screen only lasted about twenty seconds, and the picture was frozen here.

"We found this screen from a thief's cell phone a few days ago. We think this person is probably the one who wanted to kill you. Miss Tong, do you know this person?"

The chief asked as he explained.

Tong Huaer frowned and shook her head. The picture was not very clear, and the man was wearing a hat and a mask. Her face was covered. She could not tell who it was.

"That's a woman!"

Lan Shaoyan, who was standing by, suddenly said.

"What?" Tong Huaer looked at him doubtfully.

"Young master Lan is right. According to our technical department's analysis, this woman is 170 centimeters tall and weighs within 100 kilograms. Miss Tong, do you know anyone like that?"

The director said.

Although he didn't know why Tong Huaer was young master Zong's girlfriend, but he was with Lan Shaoyan, the director naturally wouldn't ask.

To be honest, there are a lot of women who meet this requirement among the people Tong Huaer knows. After all, almost every woman in the modeling world is tall, thin, and slim.

But what could kill her...

Tong Huaer was shocked, and a name appeared in his mind almost immediately. His eyes suddenly turned cold.