Chapter 783 What Else Do You Need?

"Oh, Tong Tong, you don't welcome me?"

Lan Shaoyan was a little unhappy, and his evil face was a little seductive when he got angry.

Tong Huaer curled her lips and said in her heart, I don't welcome you even if I welcome you.

"What do you know? I'm always afraid that Lan He will be depressed because of you! You don't play with him in the yard every day. Is it easy for him to be a child?"

Lan Shaoyan looked like he was going to argue with her.

Because the garden was outside, Tong Huaer did live in it for a few days and never went out. He looked at Lan Shaoyan and curled his lips, "Okay, I see. Then you can play with him outside. Why are you so excited?"

Am I excited? Where am I getting excited?"

Lan Shaoyan frowned and raised his voice a few degrees.

Tong Huaer was too lazy to talk to him, so he turned and walked to the kitchen, thinking about what to do at night.

All she could do these days was eat, sleep and watch tv.

Seeing that she had ignored him, Lan Shaoyan's evil face became even more unhappy. However, Tangdou reminded him, "Uncle, you are really excited."

"Lan He, have I ever taught you not to talk too much!"

Lan Shaoyan glared at his nephew.

Tangdou shrugged innocently and went to play by himself.

Lan Shaoyan was not excited, but more displeased, because Tong Huaer had not changed because of his presence or absence.

Looking at the busy figure in the room, Lan Shaoyan thought for a while, but still dismissed the idea of staying at night, and walked to the restaurant. He said, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"...

Tong Huaer turned his head to look at him with the words'look for yourself' written on his small face.

Lan Shaoyan's arrival made the room more cheerful. After dinner, Tong Huaer sent him outside.

There were not many people in the neighborhood, and she lived in a secluded place. There was no one else on her way out. The evening breeze blew past, and Tong Huaer touched her arm.

"Cold?"

Lan Shaoyan took off his suit and draped it over her.

"Thank you." Tong Huaer smiled.

Under the streetlight, her delicate little face looked like a painting. Master lan yanfeng's eyes darkened a little and looked at her, "Huaer, are you going to continue like this?"

"What?" Tong Huaer didn't understand him.

Lan Shaoyan sighed and said, "I mean, have you ever thought of finding yourself something to do? I heard from Lan He that you haven't done anything in the past few days!"

"No, I cooked and cleaned the house." Tong Huaer said.

"Other than that?" Lan Shaoyan looked at her.

Tong Huaer: ..."

Mopping the floor was because the ground was dirty, cleaning up the house was because the house was in a mess, and she did nothing except these things that had to be done.

"Huaer, I understand what you're thinking about moving out because you want to have your own private space, but if moving out will make you lose interest in life even more, that's not what I want you to move out of, do you understand?"

She saw Zong Beili as her world, and as their relationship collapsed, so did her world.

Tong Huaer frowned and nodded, "Yes, I know."

In fact, she also wanted to find something for herself to do, but somehow, she always felt like she had a'lazy'disease and didn't want to do anything.

"That's good. It's cold outside. Go back."

Lan Shaoyan didn't want to push her too hard, and his lips curved evilly.

Tong Huaer looked at him, smiled, and turned to walk in the direction he had come.

Her figure cast a slender shadow under the streetlight. Lan Shaoyan watched her slender back until she turned a corner and disappeared from his sight.

There was no turning back.

Lan Shaoyan raised his eyebrows, his thin lips lifted into a calm smile. Don't expect so much. It's already good now, isn't it?

Tong Huaer walked to the door with a twinkle in his eyes and a frown on the ground. There was a huge plastic bag, no different from the last time.

Tong Huaer walked over quickly, looked around, picked up the bag and opened the door.

"Sister Huaer, what did you buy?" Tangdou watched curiously as she walked in with the bag.

"Nothing." Tong Huaer smiled, put the bag on the table, and waved at Tangdou.

"Is there anything delicious?"

Tangdou ran over with a smile.

Tong Huaer smiled and touched his little head, "Little guy, aren't you bored living with me?"

"Hmm? No way." Tangdou blinked and looked at her, "I know that sister Huaer is unhappy, so I want to stay here with you because sister Huaer needs me."

An adult comforted a child. Tong Huaer didn't know what to say. He smiled and said, "Why don't I ask Lan Shaoyan to pick you up tomorrow?"

"Sister hua' er, will you come with me?"

"...

Tong Huaer shook his head.

"Then I won't go back either!" Tangdou simply said, looked at the child Huaer, and said: "Actually, I still want to go back to my brother, sister Huaer, since you and brother will be unhappy, why not go back to him? My brother must miss you very much."

Why not go to Zong Beili...

Tong Huaer smiled and looked at Tangdou with twinkling eyes, "Because there are some serious problems between us. Well, it's getting late. You should take a shower and go to bed."

"Oh."

Tangdou answered and ran to his room.

Tong Huaer stood in the living room for a while. When he stood up, he glanced at the bag beside him, frowned, and reached out to open it.

There were still some ingredients in it, along with some snacks that she usually liked. Then... Tong Huaer took out a bag of fresh food and frowned.

The next day.

Tong Huaer got up and prepared breakfast in the kitchen.

"Good morning, sister Huaer, huh? Why is it so dark in the room?"

Tangdou yawned and walked out, only to find that the living room and kitchen were lit, but the curtains were closed.

The little guy turned around and was about to open the curtains. Tong Huaer stopped him, "Don't open the curtains. There might be paparazzi outside. If we get a picture of them, it's not good. Go wash your face. I'll take you somewhere else after dinner."

"Okay." Tangdou had always believed in what tong Huaer said and turned to walk to the bathroom.

Tong Huaer looked at the closed curtains and lowered his head to pour the warm milk into the milk cup.

In a house not far away, Zong Beili stood in front of the binoculars in a bathrobe. After a while, he stood up straight with a frown on his face and a heavy expression on his face.

"Young master Zong, what else does young mistress need?"

Ye Shen asked.

"No, she's already closed the curtains."

Zong Beili said in a low voice, cold as ice. He frowned and sat down on the sofa beside him.