Chapter 742 Acting

"Young mistress, if you need anything, just let me know." Nanny Wu said respectfully.

Can you bring some soup to the hospital for me? Brian is hurt, but I can't go now." Tong Huaer said.

"This..." Nanny Wu hesitated, nodded and said, "Young mistress, don't worry. I'll go now."

"Thank you, Nanny Wu." Tong Huaer smiled.

"That's what I should do, young mistress. You should go and have some soup first. It'll be cold in a while."

Nanny Wu said.

"Okay." Tong Huaer said nothing more and went to the dining room to sit down and have some soup.

After Nanny Wu finished packing the soup, he said to Tong Huaer and walked out with the thermos. He went to a corner outside the villa and took out his cell phone to make a call.

"What is it?" Zong Beili's cold voice came from the phone.

"Young master Zong, young mistress asked me to bring soup to young master Brian? I..."

Although Nanny Wu promised Tong Huaer, in fact, whether she could go or not depends on zong beili's intention.

Zong Beili remained silent for a few seconds and said coldly, "Yes!"

She was soft-hearted, and Brian was hurt to save her, so she naturally wanted to do something to make up for it.

"Yes."

"How is she?" Zong Beili asked.

"Young mistress is still very uncomfortable. I think she is very uncomfortable." Nanny Wu said respectfully.

"Got it."

Zong Beili hung up the phone.

In the afternoon, Lan Shaoyan's men were upstairs teaching Tangdou math, and Tong Huaer was sitting on the sofa watching tv.

"Squeak-"

Zong Beili pushed open the villa door and walked in.

Tong Huaer turned around to see him and looked at the time in surprise, "Why are you back so early today? Are you done with the company?"

"Yes." Zong Beili walked over and frowned at Hui, who was in her arms. Still, she sat down beside her and reached out to hold her, "Is it still very uncomfortable?"

She was on her morning break, and she didn't feel too bad when he left, but it was only a few hours and her face was so pale!

"Yeah, a little." Tong Huaer was a little embarrassed, "I'll be fine in a few days. It's all like this during my period."

Zong Beili frowned and looked at her lower abdomen. Tong Huaer was stunned. She put Hui on the ground and smiled at zong Beili.

Zongbei glanced at her sharply, grabbed her and let her lean against him comfortably. He placed his big hand on her abdomen and slowly rubbed it.

Tong Huaer snorted comfortably as he felt the warmth. Zongbei's big hands stiffened and his eyes darkened. He lowered his head and glanced at her pale little face, then turned his head and breathed out a foul breath.

"You didn't seem so upset when you had your period. When this time is over, arrange for a doctor to examine you." Zong Beili frowned.

"No need." Tong Huaer smiled disapprovingly. Zong Beili frowned, "Why not? After the last miscarriage, you..."

Before the man could finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped, and the smile on Tong Huaer's small face stiffened.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Zong Beili frowned and hugged her.

Anything about the miscarriage would cause her discomfort. He was too careless just now!

"It's okay." Tong Huaer returned to his senses and smiled awkwardly. Leaning against Zong Beili, he said, "I know my body very well. Well, if you think it's better to check it out, I'll go in a few days."

She said this to keep him from feeling guilty. Zong Beili pretended not to see the forced smile on her face and quietly opened the topic, "Okay, come and lie down. I'll rub it for you."

"Sure."

Tong Huaer lay down obediently.

Zong Beili held her in his arms and repeated the rubbing of her stomach with his big hands, "Close your eyes and sleep for a while."

His voice was much softer than before, but Tong Huaer was not used to it and bit his lip, "I can't sleep."

"Then talk to me."

"Say what?"

"Whatever."

Tong Huaer thought for a while, but couldn't find the topic, so he decided to hand it over to him, "You should talk about it."

"...

"Zong Beili?"

"Well, you should go to bed."

"...

Tong Huaer grasped one of the most popular words on the internet recently, "Awkward chat."

Two days later.

Tong Huaer felt better and went to the hospital to see Brian at noon.

"Why are you here? I thought it was your aunt."

Brian was leaning against the bed reading a book. Although he was better than the other day, his face was still a little pale.

"I didn't come to see you the other day because I wasn't feeling well." Tong Huaer put the thermos on the table, opened the lid and handed it to him, "Drink it. This is Nanny Wu's stew."

"Your servants are really good!" Brian smiled and drank the soup with a spoon.

He ate slowly, different from Zong Beili's elegance, but equally pleasing to the eye.

"Are you feeling better?" Tong Huaer asked.

"Fortunately, thanks to the chicken soup you sent." Brian smiled.

"If you like it."

Tong Huaer smiled.

When she left that day, she saw that the nurse had brought him breakfast. Although it could fill his stomach, it was not nutritious.

Tong Huaer looked around. It seemed that she was right. With zong baihou's attitude towards Brian, he would not send anyone to take care of him now.

"I should thank you. If it weren't for the soup, maybe I wouldn't have recovered so quickly."

Brian drank half of the chicken soup and closed the thermos. He had done this kind of thing before.

"Then you should thank Nanny Wu. She made all this soup." Tong Huaer said.

"Can you make soup?"

"Yes." Tong Huaer nodded. Brian looked at her and smiled, "Will you make me soup next time? I want to try your cooking."

"Ah?"

Tong Huaer was stunned.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't know what to say."

Brian saw the momentary embarrassment on her face and lowered her head, looking a little lonely.

The atmosphere was a little frozen, and Tong Huaer smiled awkwardly, "No... It's because I haven't been cooking much lately. Later on, I'll treat you to dinner when I get the chance."

In fact, everyone could tell how perfunctory she was.

"Yes." Brian answered, still smiling at her.

It was just that this smile made Tong Huaer feel even more uncomfortable, as if something was blocking his heart. Although Brian should be a few years older than her, Tong Huaer always felt guilty every time he faced him, as if she should be good to him, or else she was hurting him!

Tong Huaer did not dare to look at Brian and looked away, "Are you reading the performance book? Do you like acting very much?"

Tong Huaer remembered that Brian was filming on a production team the day of the accident, so he was already in the acting world.