Chapter 958 Vermillion Wine And Meat Stink

"Are you there?" A text message from Zong Beili appeared on the phone.

Tong Huaer exited the messaging function and dialed the phone. After a while, the man's deep voice came from the other side of the phone, "Got off the plane?"

"Well, I just got home. What are you doing?" Tong Huaer asked.

"Just finished the meeting." Zong Beili's low voice was faint.

"So late?" Tong Huaer looked at the time in surprise. It was already late at night.

"I have nothing to do. I can only work to pass the time." Zongbei said sternly.

Tong Huaer was shocked and had nothing to do. Was he bored that she had left?

"But you don't have anything to do. Someone else has something to do. If you let your people work overtime for a meeting so late, be careful that they complain about you." Tong Huaer said.

"Who dares?" Zong Beili said two words disdainfully.

"...

Tong Huaer couldn't help but raise his lips and lay out a generous and unreasonable president like Zong Beili. His men were also speechless.

"Did the old lady scold you?"

Zong Beili asked.

Tong Huaer smiled and said, "No, grandma was just a little angry, but she wasn't angry at me."

"That's more like it." Zong Beili snorted.

After chatting with zongbei for a while, he heard a knock on the door. Tong Huaer hung up the phone and walked over to open the door, "What's the matter?"

"Little miss, lunch is ready. Please go to the restaurant." The maid said.

"Yes."

Tong Huaer nodded and walked towards the dining room.

When they reached the restaurant, Tong Huaer saw only Dongfang Furen. He frowned slightly and turned to Uncle tan, "Where's Teacher Duosuo? Why isn't he here..."

"This..." Uncle tan hesitated.

"Huaer, I didn't ask Uncle tan to invite him."

Mr. Dongfang said.

Tong Huaer turned around and saw that Dongfang Furen's expression was a little complicated. His eyes flashed and he said, "Uncle tan, you can go down first."

"Okay."

Uncle tan nodded respectfully and motioned for the maids to leave.

Soon, they were the only ones left in the dining room. Tong Huaer sat down in a chair and looked at Dongfang Furen opposite her, "Grandma, are you still blaming me for calling Teacher Duosuo here?"

Be quiet.

After a long time, Dongfang Furen sighed in the dining room, "Huaer, you shouldn't have done this."

"But I want you to be happy."

Tong Huaer looked fixedly at Dongfang Furen.

Dongfang Furen was shocked. She looked up at her and smiled, "Silly girl, what's wrong with me? The Dongfangjia has been developing steadily. You are doing well too. What's wrong with me?"

"What about yourself?" Tong Huaer suddenly asked.

"Myself?" Dongfang Furen frowned.

Grandma, you just said so much about me, about the Dongfangjia, and about yourself? You gave your life for the Dongfangjia, but are you really happy? "Tong Huaer bit his lip and continued," don't you really want to fight for yourself? Teacher Duosuo has come with me. I think you can see his attitude very clearly. Do you really have to hurt him again to be happy?"

"I..."

Dongfang Furen's usually sharp lips and tongue were also temporarily speechless.

"Grandma, you are not young anymore." Tong Huaer said softly.

"...

Dongfang Furen shuddered. His hand on the armrest of the wheelchair tightened sharply, but the sharpness in his eyes dimmed.

They were no longer young, no longer the young man who was flaunting around the bridge. The young man who used to hold a paintbrush had wrinkles all over his hands.

There wasn't much time left for them in this world.

"Grandma, there's a saying I told Mr. Dorso before. Now I'm telling you the same thing. Have you ever thought that maybe when you wake up one day, you will receive the news of his death? Are you really willing? In this lifetime, you have a chance."

Dongfang Furen looked straight at Tong Huaer as if he had been hit hard. After a while, he shook his head and said with a heavy breath, "Huaer, you don't understand. I'm from the Dongfangjia. He's..."

"He's a foreigner. You can't be together. I know." Tong Huaer took the words and suddenly smiled. She looked at Dongfang Furen with her eyes and lips hooked, "I'll take care of all this! You just need to tell me, are you willing to work hard for yourself once?"

Work hard for yourself...

In Dongfang Furen's world, it was a few words that had never appeared before.

Her pride was unbridled, but everything she did, everything she learned, and every day she lived was for her family, her people.

What about herself?

She had also been as naive and beautiful as Huaer. From miss Dongfang to Dongfang Furen, what did she do for herself?

Even the only time when she was young that she had an unusual relationship, because of her responsibility to the family, she did not hesitate to give up.

Dongfang Furen's calm heart suddenly gave birth to some unwillingness! She had devoted her entire life to this family, so why couldn't she have a few short years for herself?

"Grandma, have you thought it through?"

Tong Huaer asked.

Dongfang Furen closed his eyes and said after a long time, "Let him come over."

Ask Teacher Duosuo to come over for dinner.

That was Dongfang Furen's answer.

Tong Huaer suddenly smiled and smiled at the old man across the street. He sighed and said, "Grandma, you look like Teacher Duosuo." They are all arrogant!

Dongfang Furen gave her a white look, and her sharp eyes had a girlish look.

Tong Huaer said nothing more and went outside to ask the maid for dorso.

After a while, Duosuo walked in and looked at Tong Huaer hesitantly.

Tong Huaer smiled, walked over and took Duosuo's arm, took him to the chair, and said, "Okay, let's eat."

Duosuo looked at Dongfang Furen suspiciously. Dongfang Furen did not blink and said with a frosty face, "What are you looking at?"

Duosuo: ..."

Tong Huaer: ..."

After the meal, Tong Huaer sent duo suo back to his room.

Duosuo seemed to understand something as well. He looked relaxed all the way and even looked around, "Is this your Dongfangjia? It's gorgeous."

Tong Huaer: "Yeah."

"What do you guys say, vermillion wine stinks?"

Tong Huaer: "Hmm?"

"Ah, little disciple, it's a pity for you. A good girl is from a place like this."

"Teacher, I'd better take you back to your room first."

Dongfang Furen and Duosuo were still the same as before. Occasionally, they chatted, quarreled, and dorso began to learn to play chess.

Tong Huaer also learned about Dongfangjia affairs every day, and spent his free time talking to Zong Beili on the phone or on the video, living a simple and fulfilling life.