Chapter 725 Seven Years

Tong Huaer nodded and suddenly thought of something, "Then why didn't he work in the country?"

Since Muchi grew up with Zong Beili, they should be the same age. With the habits of the upper class, Muchi should have accepted the family business long ago, but he had been living abroad.

"Because he's still studying." Zong Beili's thin lips suddenly twitched into a sneer.

"Ah?" Tong Huaer was a little surprised, paused, and said enviously, "Doctor?"

"Undergraduate." Zongbei glanced at her and sneered, "Seven years in a row!"

"Why?" Tong Huaer asked doubtfully.

"Because all of his exam results were f, but the school wouldn't remove him because of his ability and background, so it's like this." Zong Beili drove the car into the villa garage and turned to look at her, "Get out of the car!"

"Oh." Tong Huaer nodded, opened the door and got out of the car. Suddenly, something occurred to him. Chaozong Beili said, "So he did it on purpose?"

If Muchi was really capable enough to make the school reluctant to expel him, how could he fail the exam? This could only mean that he did it on purpose.

"Did you come to your senses?" Zong Beili reached out and pulled her into his arms. He pinched her little face and said, "Yes, my brain has developed recently."

Tong Huaer: ..."

Was he praising her or insulting her?

Back at the villa, Tong Huaer sat on the sofa and called Duosuo with his cell phone.

"Little disciple, what is it?" Duosuo's voice came from the phone.

Tong Huaer said quickly, "Teacher Duosuo, are you okay?"

"Of course! Don't you expect me to be bad?" Duosuo would choke to death if he asked back.

Tong Huaer was stunned and said tentatively, "Teacher Duosuo, you..."

"Little disciple, you've been taking me less and less seriously lately! Look at the soup you made for lunch. It's so salty!"

Before she could finish, Duosuo suddenly complained on the phone.

"Did I put too much salt in it?" Tong Huaer frowned and said doubtfully. Suddenly, he remembered that he had not been sleeping well recently. Maybe he was distracted at that time. He said quickly, "I'm sorry, Teacher Duosuo. I don't know. I haven't had a good rest recently..."

"Did that brat bully you again?" Duosuo's voice was a little displeased, "Call him over tomorrow. I'll take care of him!"

On the phone, Duosuo looked like an old child again and could not hear anything unusual. After hanging up the phone, Tong Huaer breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is he okay?" Zong Beili, who was watching tv, turned to look at her.

"Well, it sounds like it used to be, and I said I was going to teach you a lesson." Tong Huaer nodded.

"Once a year!" Zong Beili's thin lips curled into a sneer of disdain.

"What time?" Tong Huaer looked at him suspiciously. Suddenly, he saw Tangdou looking at them with puffy cheeks. He turned around and pinched the little guy's face, "Tangdou, why are you looking at us like that?"

"I'm watching you guys talk." Tangdou smiled, "Sister Huaer, you haven't spoken to your brother so well in a long time. Are you in a good mood today?"

"...

Tong Huaer froze and turned to look at the man beside her. Zong Beili looked at her with a look that said, "Look, even a little ghost knows how aggrieved I am." She was speechless.

The next day.

Tong Huaer still went to Duosuo's to learn how to draw. Duosuo was no different from before. Tong Huaer guessed that maybe Duosuo's abnormality yesterday was because he had a story, so he didn't ask. After all, it was normal for someone as old as Duosuo to have a past.

After learning to paint, Tong Huaer drove back to the villa and suddenly got a call from Fang Die on the way.

"Didn't I say that I don't want to take a job these days?"

Tong Huaer frowned.

Fang Die had been looking for her several times during this period, but Tong Huaer was in a bad mood, so he canceled his work.

"Huaer, it's not a job. It's a previous contract. We have a supplementary agreement with the other party that needs your signature. Can you come over now? Or should I go find you?"

Fang diedao.

Instead of working, Tong Huaer's frowning eyebrows relaxed a little, "Where are you now?"

Fang Die said that there was a shopping mall not far from her. Tong Huaer thought about it and said, "Then wait for me there. I'll go over now."

Hanging up the phone, Tong Huaer drove to the mall, stopped the car, put on a mask and sunglasses, got out of the car and walked upstairs to the coffee shop.

Arriving at the door of the box that Fang Die said, Tong Huaer pushed the door open and walked in. Fang Die, who was sitting on a chair, stood up and walked towards her. He smiled and said, "Huaer, you're here."

"Yes." Tong Huaer nodded and walked to the sofa. Fang Die also sat opposite her. She said, "Where's the document I need to sign?"

"This." Fang Die handed over a supplementary clause. His eyes flashed and he looked at her guiltily, "Huaer, you were in such a bad mood before. I can't get in touch with you. I don't know what you mean, so I didn't help you with your pr crisis. You won't be angry, will you?"

"Nothing." Tong Huaer shook his head and said, "At that time, no matter what you said for me, it was useless. It was a way not to deal with it."

"I wish you didn't blame me." Fang die breathed a sigh of relief.

Tong Huaer smiled and didn't say anything. He lowered his head and signed. Suddenly, the pen stopped. He paused and looked up at fang die, "By the way, can you help me arrange some work?"

"Arranging work?" Fang Die looked at her in surprise and said, "Huaer, you are now young mistress of the Zongjia. Where else do you need to work? Besides, does the Zongjia allow you to come out in public?"

"It's not the old society. Why can't I come out to work?" Tong Huaer found it a little funny. Besides, the Zongjia didn't approve of her as their daughter-in-law at all. Why should she care about their opinions?"

Zong Beili arranged for her to learn to draw and to find a psychiatrist. She should find a way to keep herself busy.

"Okay."

Since she said so, Fang Die naturally didn't dare to say anything.

Tong Huaer handed the signed document to her, and at that moment, Fang Die's cell phone suddenly rang, and the bell sounded a little abrupt in the quiet box.

Fang Die looked at Huaer and picked up the phone, "Hello..."

Tong Huaer didn't care. She turned her head to look outside the mall. There weren't many people in the mall today. A couple of customers were strolling around casually. Suddenly, she saw the back of a man.