Chapter 828 Does It Hurt?

Didn't I tell you yesterday? I already told Situ Wei that I wouldn't marry him." Tong Huaer smiled and said.

Zong Beili glanced at her coldly and was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of the figure coming from the other side and his handsome face suddenly turned cold.

Tong Huaer also saw Lan Shaoyan, waved to the man across the street, and smiled, "Lan Shaoyan, you're coming for a walk too?"

"Chat with you." Lan Shaoyan looked at Huaer and Zong Beili, who were children of the eye, irritably. His eyes fell on her and he frowned impatiently, "Can you two get things done? I've been bored to death these days!"

"Ah?" Tong Huaer had a strange look on his face.

These days, in order to deliberately make things difficult for Zong Beili, Dongfang Furen asked Lan Shaoyan to chat with her every day. The two men at the scene were clear about this, but she was kept in the dark.

"If you don't want to stay, you can go!" Zong Beili coldly glanced at lan shaoyan and said in a cold voice.

"Heh..." Lan Shaoyan pulled his thin lips and said with a devilish face, "You'd better not provoke me. Don't you know I'm her husband's second choice?"

"Say it again?!"

Zong Beili instantly became sinister and frightening, and a strong murderous air burst out around him.

"...

Lan Shaoyan didn't say anything, his handsome face was indifferent but full of provocation.

"What are you talking about?" Tong Huaer looked at them blankly, frowning and wondering, "Who's the second husband?"

"Didn't your grandmother tell you?"

Master lan yan looked at her.

Tong Huaer was stunned and asked, "Tell me what?"

"She said if you're not satisfied with Situ Wei, you can choose to marry me. We don't know each other for a day or two anyway. We have a relationship."

Lan Shaoyan said these words in a very pleasant tone, and in front of Zong Beili, he even had some provocative meaning.

Tong Huaer was completely dumbfounded and looked at him in astonishment, "What did you say?"

"No?" Lan Shaoyan raised his eyebrows.

Tong Huaer could not help but believe his expression. He did not expect that Dongfang Furen would come up with such a bad idea for Beili of the qi sect. Tong Huaer was speechless and looked up at the man beside him with complicated eyes. Sure enough, he did not look too good.

Just as Lan Shaoyan continued to spout nonsense on the fire, Tong Huaer bit his lip and was about to speak when a dark shadow flashed in front of him. Before he could react, Zong Beili had grabbed Lan Shaoyan's collar and stared at him with all his might. The air around him had dropped several degrees.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense!

Tong Huaer's heart sank. He quickly walked over and said anxiously, "Zong Beili, what are you doing? Let go."

"If you don't want to be beaten, at least mind your mouth!" Zong Beili didn't even look at her, and her cold voice seemed to squeeze through her teeth.

Lan Shaoyan's evil eyes stared at him disdainfully and said casually, "Oh? Really? I'm afraid you don't know, but I've been wanting to beat you up for a long time, haven't I?"

There was a strong smell of gunpowder in the tense air. Zong Beili smiled coldly. His eyes narrowed and he was about to strike. Tong Huaer's heart thumped. Seeing that the atmosphere was about to explode, Uncle tan suddenly walked over quickly and said respectfully, "Little miss."

"...

The two men who were ready to fight quietly withdrew their murderous aura.

Zong Beili let go of Lan Shaoyan and stood aside with a cold face. Lan Shaoyan, on the other hand, was careless. His handsome face was still smiling, but the coldness in his eyes made his heart tremble.

"What is it?"

Tong Huaer calmed down and said.

"Little miss, the doctor has arrived. Madam wants you to go to the living room." Uncle tan said with a smile, as if he had not seen a war that had almost erupted.

"Okay."

Tong Huaer nodded, turned around and tugged at Zong Beili's sleeve, "Let's go to the hall."

Zongbei glanced at her and said nothing. He took her hand and walked towards the hall.

Suddenly, a figure flashed around them, and Lan Shaoyan's back appeared in their sight. Tong Huaer said strangely, "What are you doing?"

"Talk to your grandmother."

Master lan yan's head did not return to the tunnel.

Tong Huaer: ..."

She just thought... These two men were so childish.

Tong Huaer did not expect that the doctor Dongfang Furen was talking about was the one who sold her medicine and wanted to give her plastic surgery. His name was Ryan, and he was a medical genius.

It turned out that Ryan was also a member of the The dongfang family, and today he proposed a faster and more effective treatment than smearing medicine, not plastic surgery, and he promised to restore Tong Huaer's face to its original state in a week.

Only then did Tong Huaer realize that this guy was actually holding back. Zong Beili's way of dealing with this was... To beat the doctor up!

After all, the doctor took so much money from him, but he didn't provide the most effective treatment.

But maybe Zong Beili took into account that Ryan still had to treat her, so he didn't hurt Ryan. In the afternoon, Tong Huaer accepted Ryan's treatment.

After the operation, Tong Huaer's face was bandaged. Uncle tan and two maids sent her back to her room.

"Why are you... Uh..."

Tong Huaer had just walked in and looked at Zong Beili in surprise. He had just said a few words when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his face and a series of strange noises in his throat.

Zong Beili frowned and walked quickly towards her, "Didn't the doctor say you can't talk these days? What are you doing!"

"...

Tong Huaer looked at him speechlessly. All she saw was that he was now in her room, and she had forgotten Ryan's instructions out of curiosity.

"Mr. Zong, I'll leave the young lady to you. If you need anything, just tell me."

After Uncle tan finished speaking, he bowed respectfully to Huaer and left.

"...

Tong Huaer was confused. Uncle tan didn't ask Zong Beili to leave?

"Come and sit down." Zong Beili helped her to the sofa.

Tong Huaer was a little helpless. She had surgery on her face, not her hands and feet. She didn't need any help at all.

"Does it hurt?" Zong Beili sat down beside her and asked with a frown.

At this point, Tong Huaer's face had been wrapped into a dumpling. Only his eyes, two nostrils and lips were exposed. The rest of his face was covered with gauze.

When Ryan operated on her in the afternoon, he said that he would be nervous if someone waited outside. In order not to affect the effect of the operation, he asked that no one stay outside the lab.

Tong Huaer didn't know what a freak it was, but everyone else did as Ryan asked.

"... Tong Huaer nodded.

"... Zong Beili frowned.

She was stunned and quickly shook her head again.