Chapter 908 Care More about Him

Jealousy grew in his heart, knowing that Zong Beili would hear him at this time, but...

That's right, he wants zong beili to listen!

"Situ Wei?" Suddenly he heard the girl calling him.

Situ wei turned her head to look in the direction of the bathroom. Tong Huaer stood at the door and looked at him doubtfully, "Aren't you going to fix the tap?"

"Yes, I'll be right there."

Situ wei nodded, a slight smile on her lips, and walked towards her.

At night.

Tong Huaer sat on the sofa and called Nanny Wu. He frowned and held his phone, "Nanny Wu, you said Zong Beili didn't come home?"

"Yes, young mistress, young master Zong is not back." Nanny Wu said.

"Did he say where he went?" Tong Huaer asked.

At this time, according to Zong Beili's routine, he had already eaten dinner and worked overtime in the study.

"Young mistress, you used to be at home, so the Zongjia would call back and tell them where to go tonight. Young master Zong wouldn't tell them if you weren't at home." Nanny Wu said.

Tong Huaer bit his lip, a complicated look in his eyes, and said softly, "Okay, I got it."

What is this? Did Zong Beili purposely not go home? However, that man might not know. She would call Nanny Wu and ask if he had dinner on time.

Looking down at the screen, Tong Huaer bit her lip and dialed Ye Shen's number.

"Young mistress." Ye Shen picked up the phone quickly.

"Mr. Ye, do you know where Zong Beili is now?" Tong Huaer asked.

"Young master Zong's at a party. Young mistress, what do you want?" Ye Shen replied.

Sure enough, it was a social event outside. Tong Huaer looked at the time, frowned and said, "Oh, it's okay, Mr. Ye, please advise him. You know, he has a stomach problem and can't drink."

"Okay." Ye Shen agreed, "Is there anything else young mistress can do?"

Ye Shen's voice sounded very noisy. Tong Huaer bit his lips and shook his head, "Don't tell me I told you to persuade him. The rest is gone."

On her daytime call with Zong Beili, she couldn't talk to him now, or else she would have quarreled again.

Tong Huaer sighed and looked out the window with complicated eyes.

He must know how to drink when he's out socializing, right? How could Ye Shen persuade that Zong Beili guy...

On the other side.

Ye Shen pushed the door open and entered the room with the glasses crossed. He whispered in Zong Beili's ear respectfully, "Young master Zong, young mistress said, let me advise you not to drink."

Zong Beili raised his eyebrows, his handsome and noble face expressionless.

"Come on, come on. It took young master Zong a long time to get the honor to meet us today. Everyone has a toast to young master zong." A boss on the table suggested.

The others raised their glasses one after another. Zong Beili sat on the chair with a look of disapproval. He did not even move. His deep voice was faint, "My wife just told me not to drink."

"Uh..."

The bosses present were all dumbfounded.

After all, on their occasions,' wife' was a strange word, after all, who would mention the one at home on such occasions, let alone because of his wife's words, not to mention not even drinking.

Zongbei sat expressionless, and Ye Shen stood behind him motionlessly. The bosses were all smart people, and they echoed, "It's not just a legend that young master Zong dotes on Mrs. Zong. Since young master Zong doesn't drink anymore, let's not drink anymore. Drinking hurts your liver. Hehe..."

Zong Beili was still expressionless. His dark eyes looked at a man across from him, "President xu, that contract..."

Young master Zong, you order! We will do as you ask!"

After sitting all night, Zong Beili finally mentioned the contract, and the man named president xu was overjoyed.

The next day.

Tong Huaer woke up from his sleep, washed up, and walked out slowly.

"Miss Dongfang." The staff here called her that. Seeing that Tong Huaer was inconvenient, they immediately came up to help her.

Tong Huaer smiled and said, "Is grandma up yet?"

"Wake up. The old lady is playing chess with young master Lan. She should have finished the second round by now." The waitress said.

"Is Lan Shaoyan playing chess with grandma?" Tong Huaer was a little surprised.

"Yes, young master Lan also said that we don't need to wake you up in a hurry. Pack up and let you sleep a little longer." The waitress said.

Lan Shaoyan was actually more filial to Dongfang Furen than she was. She spent much earlier time with her grandmother every day.

Unexpectedly, Lan Shaoyan could play chess. Tong Huaer smiled and said, "Let's go and have a look."

"Miss Dongfang, you are so happy. With a husband like zong shao, you don't know how much we envy you."

Perhaps because Tong Huaer was approachable, the waitress talked to her a little more.

"Zong Beili?" Tong Huaer was stunned and shook his head with a smile, "What's so good about him? He has such a bad temper!"

"But he's really interested in you, too. A few days ago, he attacked at the door and almost rushed in. Everyone said that young master Zong did it to see you!" The waitress said.

"What did you say?" Tong Huaer stopped and turned to look at the waitress in astonishment, staring at her closely, "What does he mean by rushing in? When did this happen?!"

Did Zong Beili rush in?

How could she not know!

It was clear that during the last few days when she lived here, he had only called on his own initiative yesterday. Why did he rush in?

"Miss Dongfang, don't you know? It was two days ago that young master Zong and the bodyguard at the door started fighting, but they left again for some unknown reason." Said the waitress.

Zong Beili had a fight with the bodyguard?!

Tong Huaer frowned and said anxiously, "Is he hurt?"

"I haven't heard of that."

The waitress said.

"...

Tong Huaer heaved a sigh of relief, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

Although the foreign bodyguards of the Dongfangjia all looked formidable and extraordinary, they all knew Zong Beili's identity and probably didn't dare to really fight him. She was too anxious just now to think of this.

But since Zong Beili and the bodyguard had touched each other, Situ Wei would have known. Why didn't he tell her?

No, grandma must know about this too!

Looks like grandma didn't let them talk about it? Tong Huaer frowned. Grandma didn't like Zong Beili before, but now...

After breakfast, Dongfang Furen was in high spirits to continue playing chess with Lan Shaoyan. Tong Huaer stayed by and Situ Wei went to work because he had some things to deal with in the Dongfangjia.

"In this short period of time, Wei is taking care of me, managing the Dongfangjia business, and dealing with those who want to curry favor. He is very tired. You have to care more about him."

Dongfang Furen said in a slow voice.