Chapter 697 An Opportunity to Explain

... Yes... Okay... I will..."

At noon, Tong Huaer came down from upstairs and heard intermittent calls coming from the living room. Perhaps her footsteps disturbed Nanny Wu who was on the phone. Nanny Wu turned to look at her and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Nanny Wu hung up on Zong Beili, wasn't he afraid he was angry?

"Young mistress, I just... Oh, it's a call from my relatives."

Nanny Wu explained.

"Yes."

Tong Huaer nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the remote control and turned on the tv.

Nanny Wu looked at her and sighed helplessly. He went to the kitchen to warm up a glass of milk and handed it to her. After watching the pictures on tv, he said worriedly, "Young mistress, didn't I advise you to stop looking at these things? It's not good for you."

Ever since tong Huaer came back, none of them had seen her smile.

"Eight out of ten tv stations are showing this stuff. I'm used to it."

How could the jokes at the wedding of the richest man in the country go away so easily?

Nanny Wu sighed and looked at her, "Young mistress, in fact, young master Zong has been staying at the company all this time. He didn't go with Miss Liu."

Tong Huaer paused and replied softly, "Yes."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Nanny Wu continued, "Young mistress, although I don't know what's going on between young master Zong and Miss Liu, I know that young master Zong still values you. These days, he cares about your diet and daily life and asks about you..."

"Nanny Wu, stop talking."

Tong Huaer suddenly interrupted Nanny Wu.

Her tone was so calm that Nanny Wu could not continue, so she could only sigh and leave.

Tong Huaer watched the tv quietly. In fact, even if Nanny Wu didn't say anything, she knew that zong beili would do this. To put it mildly, it was caring and to put it mildly... It was a routine to monitor her every move.

Tong Huaer lowered his head and took a sip of water, which chilled his heart.

At night, the villa area was quiet.

A black luxury car was parked under a warm yellow streetlight. Zong Beili was sitting in the car in a black suit, frowning at the bright window not far away.

It was late at night and she was still awake.

"Hum..."

The car rang with the sound of a cell phone vibrating.

Ye Shen picked up the phone. After a few seconds, he turned around and said respectfully, "Young master Zong, your father told you to go back to the mansion. He said it was Liu Fei again..."

"No time."

Before Ye Shen could finish speaking, Zong Beili threw him two cold words.

Zong Baihou's angry voice faintly rang in the car. Obviously, he heard Zong Beili's words, but Ye Shen didn't dare to say anything more and hung up the phone directly.

Zong Beili wasn't busy. In fact, he didn't even care about the company these days. He just didn't go back to his family.

The only thing he did every day these days was to come here at night.

"Young master Zong, it's getting late. Let's go back." Ye shen said.

There was no expression on zongbei's face. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly frowned. He put his fist on his lips and coughed twice, his thin shoulders trembling slightly.

"Young master Zong!" Ye Shen frowned worriedly.

Zong Beili waved his hand and coughed softly, "I'm fine. Call Nanny Wu and ask her to hurry her to sleep."

"Yes!" Ye Shen had to take out his cell phone and call Nanny Wu first.

Zong Beili leaned back in his chair and turned his head to look at the window with the light on. A complex emotion flashed through his eyes.

It's so late. Why didn't she sleep?

Because of that child? Would she cry?

Tong Huaer didn't cry. She couldn't sleep because there were no more pills. After taking the sleeping pills she stole from the medicine box, she fell into a long period of insomnia.

There was nothing to do but to read in a daze.

Knock knock knock. The door was knocked and Nanny Wu's voice came from outside. "Young mistress, are you still awake?"

Tong Huaer frowned and raised his hand to turn off the lamp beside him, "I'm ready to sleep."

"That's good. Have a good rest."

Nanny Wu's footsteps went downstairs.

In the dark, Tong Huaer sat on the big bed and looked out the window at the moonlight, his pale little face becoming more and more calm.

On the other side.

The light in the window went out. Ye Shen turned around and said respectfully, "Young master Zong, Miss Tong is asleep. I'll arrange for a doctor to examine you."

"No need." Zong Beili's low voice was faint.

"Young master Zong, you have to take care of yourself no matter what. Miss Tong used to say you want..."

"How am I doing now? Will she care?" Zong Beili's cold voice had a hint of self-deprecation and waved his hand, "Let's go."

Zong Beili refused treatment. Naturally, Ye Shen did not dare to make a decision, so he had to drive out.

The black luxury car drove into the night and eventually merged with the thick black color, completely disappearing.

It was almost midnight before she fell asleep. Tong Huaer slept until noon the next day, and when she went downstairs, she was not in the least bit of energy.

"Young mistress, Mr. Ye is here."

Tong Huaer sat at the table for breakfast, and Nanny Wu led Ye Shen over.

"I thought it would be Zong Beili. I didn't expect it to be Mr. Ye. Does Zong Beili have anything to tell me?" Tong Huaer put down the milk, his slow voice unfriendly.

"Miss Tong, it was my idea to come here today. It has nothing to do with young master Zong. In fact, I came here on the spur of the moment. I have to go back to the meeting later."

Ye Shen did not seem to recognize the sharpness in her words, and her tone was no different from before.

"Yes." Tong Huaer didn't say anything and turned to continue eating breakfast.

"Miss Tong, don't you want to know why I'm so busy?" Ye Shen asked with a frown.

He had thought that after a few days, Tong Huaer would be in a better mood and would be able to communicate with young master Zong, but he did not expect her to remain so cold.

"It has nothing to do with me." Tong Huaer's tone was faint.

Ye Shen frowned and looked at her firmly, "Of course it has something to do with Miss Tong! Because you don't care about the company these days, everything falls on my shoulders!"

"It doesn't matter to me. It's just that I'm a little tired, but young master Zong has been getting more and more depressed every day these days. There's not a single meal, and... He's sick!"

"Miss Tong, I'm here to invite you to meet young master Zong, at least to get him treated."

Ye shenjun said with a taut face.

Nothing was more important to their men than zong beili's health.

Tong Huaer looked at the bread on the plate and said nothing.

Ye Shen waited for a while, a flash of disappointment in his eyes. He looked at her and said, "Miss Tong, I thought you knew young master Zong well after spending so much time with young master Zong! Even I, an outsider, think there's something wrong with this. Why don't you give young master Zong a chance to explain? Besides..."