"What's wrong?"
Tong Huaer looked at him doubtfully.
"Go make me porridge. I'm hungry." Zongbei said sternly.
Tong Huaer: ..."
Just now, she was almost done cooking porridge in the Zongjia, but he dragged her away. If I had known he was eating at the Zongjia, I would have come back.
After boiling the porridge, Tong Huaer took it out and put it in a bowl. The wound went to Zong Beili.
Pushing open the bedroom door, the room was quiet. Tong Huaer walked in quietly and saw that the big bed was empty!
"Zong Beili?"
Tong Huaer turned and walked to the bathroom. The door was open and there was no one inside.
Strange, why isn't this man in the room?
"Nanny Wu, have you seen Zong Beili?" Tong Huaer went downstairs to find Nanny Wu and asked.
"No, young mistress, I was on the first floor with you." Nanny Wu said.
"Sister Huaer, I know where my brother is!" Tangdou suddenly ran down the stairs, looked up at Tong Huaer and said, "Brother is in the guest room!"
"Guest room?" Tong Huaer was a little surprised.
No wonder she didn't find anyone in the bedroom. Zong Beili went to the guest room to rest.
"Well, I saw my brother walk in. He looked very tired. Sister Huaer, is brother sick?" Tangdou said worriedly.
Although he was afraid of Zong Beili, this little fellow's relationship with zong beili was not small.
"...
Tong Huaer frowned and did not speak. Nanny Wu looked at her with a serious expression and said, "Young mistress, young master Zong must have gone to sleep in the guest room because he was afraid of you being angry. Although you and young master Zong have been unhappy these days, but no matter what, now that young master Zong is sick, please put aside your prejudice and let him rest in peace!"
It sounded as if she was abusing Zong Beili.
Tong Huaer frowned and looked at Nanny Wu. He nodded and said, "I see."
When he went upstairs and opened the door, Tong Huaer saw Zong Beili lying on the sofa with his shoes off and his suit on.
It looked like he was in great pain, so he didn't even have time to get back to the big bed. Thinking of how Zong Beili said he was fine on the way back, Tong Huaer frowned, sighed helplessly, reported the bed quilt and came over to cover him.
Zong Beili was asleep, and Tong Huaer didn't want to disturb him. He could only sit by and wait. After charging his phone, he took it and chatted with Frank to pass the time.
Suddenly, she saw an unread text message on her phone. Tong Huaer clicked on it and saw that it was from Lan Shaoyan.
"Tong Tong, what are you doing these days?"
The time of the text was yesterday. Tong Huaer typed a line with his finger, "What's the matter?"
Sending out the text message, Tong Huaer suddenly heard some noise coming from the room. He looked up at the sofa, put down his phone, stood up and walked over. "Zong Beili, are you awake?"
It was already dark and the lights were not on in the room. Zong Beili sat up and rubbed his temples on the sofa. His deep voice was a little hoarse, "What time is it?"
"It's almost eight o' clock in the evening. I made you some porridge. Do you want some now?"
Tong Huaer said.
"Okay." Zongbei nodded sharply.
Tong Huaer said nothing more and turned downstairs to get the porridge that had been warm all the time. When he returned to the guest room, the light was turned on in the room. Zong Beili sat on the sofa with a frown and closed his eyes as if he was still uncomfortable.
"Are you still feeling bad?" Tong Huaer walked in and asked.
Zong Beili opened his eyes and looked at her. "It's okay."
Tong Huaer looked at him, put the bowl of porridge in front of him, and said, "You eat first. I'll call the doctor."
As she spoke, she was about to walk downstairs when Zong Beili suddenly pulled her back with a big hand. He held her in his low voice and said wearily, "Don't go. Stay here with me for a while!"
With her back against the man's broad chest, she could sense that his body temperature was still abnormal. Tong Huaer looked at zong beili, frowned and said nothing more, and stayed in his arms obediently.
Seeing that she was no longer moving around, Zong Beili began to eat porridge. Even though he was ill, he was still eating elegantly. Tong Huaer looked at him for a while and suddenly said, "Zong Beili, go back to the master bedroom and sleep at night."
"...
The man who was eating porridge paused and looked at her with his dark eyes fixed.
The air suddenly froze, and Tong Huaer was stunned. His eyes drifted elsewhere, "Don't misunderstand... I... I mean... You live so far away. It's not convenient for me to take care of you. I'm not for you. I'm... For myself!"
This last sentence was more like a cover-up.
Zongbei looked at her firmly and a fleeting smile flitted across her eyes. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, for the sake of your selfishness, I will fulfill you!"
After that, Zong Beili gave her a meaningful glance.
"...
Tong Huaer really wanted to find a place to hide.
Zong Beili's fever didn't subside until three days later because he hadn't rested well for a while. After resting at home for two days, he went back to work at the zong family.
Their relationship did not deteriorate over the past few days, but it was not very warm. Tong Huaer and Zong Beili seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, and no one mentioned those unpleasant things again, leaving everything to time.
In the morning, Tong Huaer received a call from Luo and drove to a cafe to meet her.
"Huaer, here!"
As soon as she entered the cafe, xiao luo greeted her.
It was office hours, and there were no other customers in the cafe. Tong Huaer walked over quickly, sat down opposite Luo, frowned and said, "How did you choose this place?"
It's only 200 meters from the lu building!
Luo smiled and looked at her, "Don't worry. Lu Yan is in a meeting now. He won't come down. You can't even see him if you want to see him! Try the milk tea I ordered for you."
Tong Huaer lowered his head and took a sip of milk tea. He looked at xiao luo doubtfully and said, "Then what are you doing here? Shouldn't it be in your company?"
Xiao luo used his eyes to signal the information on the side, sighed and said, "Here, isn't this a meeting?"
"Hmm? Lu Yan is not in a meeting right now. Why don't you go up?" Tong Huaer asked.
"Not this meeting, the next one! There's more than an hour left. I'll come over and wait for him to finish this meeting. I want to talk to him..."
Xiao luo's frowning expression seemed very distressed.
Tong Huaer looked at her with complicated eyes, "Is his relationship with your family still bad?"
"Yes." Xiao luo nodded and looked out of the window irritably.
"...
Tong Huaer didn't know what to say. Luo had mentioned something about it before, but she didn't go into detail, so she couldn't say anything.