Chapter 712 My Heart Aches for Me

Lin Meiyue's screams almost lifted the roof. Tong Huaer frowned and looked up at her, "It looks like you don't need my help. Since this is the best, I'll go first."

With that, Tong Huaer turned and walked towards the door.

Lin Meiyue looked straight at her back. Tong Huaer, this little bitch, did she disdain to talk to her? How dare she look down on her?!

"Tong Huaer!"

Lin Meiyue's voice suddenly rang out behind him.

"... Tong Huaer stopped and looked back at her.

"What do you think you are! I'm telling you, as long as I'm still the wife of the Zongjia, you don't want to be Beili's wife! I'm in charge here! I am the miss of the Lin family and the wife of the Lin family! What the hell are you!"

Lin Meiyue brushed her hair and raised her chin as proudly as she had in the past, but what she didn't know was that under the current circumstances, her expression was a little funny.

Actually, did Lin Meiyue say this to Tong Huaer, or did she want to say it to everyone, everyone who knew that Zong Baihou had another woman outside?

Tong Huaer suddenly found it a little funny. She wanted to tell Lin Meiyue that it was useless to be alone. If she really wanted to say that, it would be better to shout out with the loudspeaker.

But these words seemed a little overboard. Tong Huaer nodded slightly and said softly, "You're right, so can I go now?"

In the past, because of Zong Beili, she always wanted to please Lin Meiyue, but now... Tong Huaer has completely died this heart!

The woman in front of her was Zong Beili's mother. She couldn't hurt her, but she couldn't smile anymore.

"What did you say?" Lin Meiyue might not have expected Tong Huaer's reaction to be so calm. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly said coldly, "I see. You must want to see me fall. Then you can please that woman, right?! I'm telling you, there's no door!"

That woman?

Who?

Brian's mother?

Tong Huaer looked at Lin Meiyue strangely, "I don't know what you're talking about. It's late. I'm going back to bed!"

After that, Tong Huaer didn't want to waste any more time, so he turned around and walked out.

Tong Huaer, get out of here! You're not qualified to live in the Zongjia, you shameless woman..."

Lin Meiyue's screams continued behind him.

Tong Huaer kept walking downstairs. If she could, she really wanted to get out of here.

"Tong Huaer!"

As soon as he came down the stairs, Zong Beili walked in quickly. He didn't have an umbrella, his body in a bathrobe was drenched in the rain, and his hair was dripping with water.

"Why are you here?" Tong Huaer frowned and walked over, looking behind him, "Where's your father?"

"We've arranged for another room." Zong Beili took her hand and said, "I'll take you back to your room."

"Okay." Tong Huaer handed the umbrella to Zong Beili and the two of them walked out together.

The rain was pounding against the umbrella, as if it was about to be broken. Zong Beili held her tightly in his arms, frowned and leaned the umbrella closer to her, making sure that Tong Huaer had nowhere to get wet.

"Zong Beili, your family is so big..."

Walking along the winding path of the garden, Tong Huaer said helplessly.

Usually, I don't think that walking on this road is really... It's a hassle for rich people to make their houses so big.

"Well, we won't come back to live in the future." Zong Beili's low voice was faint, and he took her in his arms again.

In the dim light, the two figures walked in the direction they had come.

Ten minutes later, she finally reached the door of the room. Zong Beili opened the door and looked at her, "Go take a bath before you sleep."

"What about you?" Tong Huaer asked doubtfully when he saw that he was not going in.

"I still have to go there." Zong Beili frowned.

"...

Tong Huaer was stunned, and when he realized it, he nodded.

His mother had such a big accident at night, so it was only right for him to visit as a son.

"Zong Beili, your injury!" Suddenly seeing the wound on Zong Beili's arm, Tong Huaer frowned and picked up his arm with a small hand.

He was cut so badly in front of everyone that he didn't even bandage it!

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Zong Beili followed her line of sight and glanced down at her arm. His large hand gently pushed her hand away, and his deep voice did not care about the tunnel.

"Are you king kong?"

It didn't hurt to be hit by a bullet.

"What just?" Zong Beili frowned when he didn't hear her clearly.

"There's no stiffness!" Tong Huaer frowned and looked at him. He grabbed his hand and said to the bodyguard beside him, "Please find me a medicine box."

So she was going to help him with his wound...

Of course, Zong Beili wouldn't refuse. He went into the bedroom and sat down on the sofa. After a while, the bodyguard brought a medicine box. Tong Huaer asked Zong Beili to take off his clothes.

"Are you sure you like it?"

Zong Beili raised his eyebrows and sat motionless on the sofa.

"I'm sure if you don't bandage the wound, it might get infected." Tong Huaer looked straight at him with calm eyes.

She was really embarrassed to look at the man's body, but things were different now, and she couldn't care less.

She had always been a gentle person. Tong Huaer, who held the gauze in such an imposing manner, was the first time Zong Beili had seen her, but he had to admit that she was very attractive!

"This is what you want to see. Don't blush and let me put it on later."

Zong Beili raised his eyebrows and stood up to take off his soaked bathrobe, revealing the white wound on his arm that had been soaked by the rain.

There was a chill in his body. Tong Huaer frowned and disinfected the wound. He put his little hand on the cold skin on his arm and couldn't help but say, "Why didn't you open an umbrella just now?"

"Too late." Zong Beili answered casually, looking at her delicate little face with furrowed brows, a smile flashed across her eyes, "Do you feel sorry for me?"

"...

Tong Huaer looked at him speechlessly, his hand holding the cotton swab exerting some force on purpose.

But zong beili did not react at all. Not only that, he looked at her with a smile in his eyes, as if it was some kind of interesting game.

Tong Huaer was a little discouraged. Forget it. What does she care about with a wounded person?

The room was silent, and the bright lights of the crystal lights seemed to soften.

Tong Huaer wrapped Zong Beili's wound with gauze, then breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at zong Beili. Unexpectedly, he saw his naked upper body. His little face turned red. He bit his lips and got up to find a dry suit and handed it to him, "I just dealt with it briefly. Your wound needs to be treated by the doctor tomorrow."