See You Tonight, Master Su

"Little tongzi, come back. I'll protect you. If zuo ai dares to bully you, tell me and I'll deal with her."

Ai Mu had been in a state of excitement. After saying bad things about Zuo Ai's eighteen fights, she didn't see any response from Tong Hua. She suddenly realized something. She let out a sigh and curled her lips. "You can rest assured when I say benefactor. Young master, I will always stand on the side of justice. I am famous for not helping my relatives."

Tong Hua said, "Oh, I don't want to talk about this anymore." Then he changed the subject.

"Ai Mu, you're back. What's your plan?"

Touching his nose, Ai Mu smiled disapprovingly. "What's the plan? Keep nibbling! Anyway, old man zuo has money, so he can feed and drink me. If it's okay, I'll travel and draw. As long as we don't cause trouble, our two will burn incense."

Tong Hua narrowed his eyes.

She said it indifferently, but as shrewd as she was, she still saw loneliness in the girl's eyes.

A child who is not recognized by his parents will habitually use rebellious and unusual behavior to attract the attention of his parents, but it often backfires. As the vicious cycle goes on, the situation gets worse and worse...

Seeing her frown, Ai Mu laughed again and elbowed Cheung street, who was silent beside her.

"Hey, buddy, what do you think about this?"

Cheung street's face was silent, and it was difficult to distinguish his emotions. "What is it?"

"Tsk, our family and the The su family, and little tong zi?"

"It has nothing to do with me."

His voice was a little cold, very much like the snow on the snowy mountain of xiling, but it was melodious and magnetic. His ears were like moving strings. There were some contradictions, some puzzling. Looking at his handsome and cold features and thinking about Ershu and Wu Shilong in the Bai family, Tong Hua suddenly realized. There was a common trait among the three men - one on the surface, one on the inside. Especially good at camouflage, it is not easy to guess the real thoughts.

Moreover, the expressions at the end of their eyes were particularly similar to those of the three of them.

Cheung street, is his surname really not bai?

Tong Hua was not very clear about the internal affairs of the Bai family. Even now, she couldn't figure out whether Cheung street was the enemy of Su Minglang or not. Being alive was still a good partner. Between his lines, she did not notice that Cheung street had any good feelings for Su Minglang, or else he would not have uttered the slightly sour words of the The su family crown prince.

Being good at analysis was Tong Hua's advantage.

However, she was so good at analysis that she was too conflicted, which was also her weakness.

She understood that. But the habit couldn't change.

Speaking of Su Minglang, Ai Mu smiled, wiped his eyes on purpose, bit his chopsticks, and looked at Tong Hua. He hurt her with a very unkind smile.

"Su Minglang, you have to know that Su Minglang is a long-time The su family son, a man with many stars..."

Probably in a really good mood today, Ai Mu said what she knew about the The su family with a bright smile.

Tong Hua only knew the size of the The su family group, the important position of the su family in City h and even the whole country, but he did not know the importance of the former The su family, how to develop and rise, and what kind of strong family background does the company have now.

Tong Hua did not admire Ai Mu as a child, but she was not interested in her own affairs. She did not expect that she knew more about the The su family than her daughter-in-law.

When ai mu said this, the corners of Cheung street's lips were still smiling.

The smile was clear, light, cold, thin... It seemed to be smiling, but it didn't seem to be smiling.

But tong ling could hear it from behind her back.

If this Cheung street knew her name or the person who had met her, he knew her marriage to Su Minglang, so why did he have to go on this date today?

Frowning, Ai Mu said something behind her, and she didn't pay much attention to it.

She wondered if everyone thought she was on a higher level.

Glancing at Ai Mu, Tong Hua was calm but domineering.

"Minglang and I met in junior high school. To be exact, Minglang knew I was older than that, but he went abroad in the middle of it, and we got married soon after he came back."

"Ah! Really?"

Ai mu widened his eyes and glanced at Cheung street, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Then why didn't I know about you before? Oh, hey, this su Minglang is really covered up. It's hard to tell that she has such a beautiful wife and is afraid that others will take her away. Oh, hey, it's like seeing Su Minglang's weakness, but it makes me laugh to death!"

Slapping the table and kicking his legs, Ai Mu was laughing like crazy.

Tong Hua raised his eyebrows and was speechless at the westernized' action artist' who studied painting.

Lowering her eyes, she turned her attention to the large plates and small plates in front of her. The dishes were so exquisite that most of them could not be named. However, when she put them together in all colors and matched them with Ai Mu's hair, she suddenly had an appetite.

Eat more and talk less!

While accepting the poison of Ai Mu's language and tasting the unique taste of chinese food, her heart quickly calmed down even though her troubles did not fall.

Cheung street didn't say much either, and most of the time it was Ai Mu alone. Waving her chopsticks, she was like a conductor, shouting without any image, coupled with her amazing attire, Tong Hua really couldn't hold her head anymore.

After three rounds of wine and food,

Cheung street, who only occasionally interjected, suddenly called the waiter over and pointed at the child with a smile.

"Give this lady another slice of hibiscus and garlic vinegar."

"Okay." The waitress wrote and drew the menu and asked with a smile, "Do you have anything else for me, sir?"

Cheung street narrowed his eyes. "I'll give her another soup with shredded radish and egg horns. It will clear the heat and soothe the liver, strengthen the stomach and lower the qi."

"Sir is really considerate." I don't know if Cheung street is too handsome, but when the waitress wrote the list, she smiled and added another word. But tong tian was very embarrassed.

Is she too good at eating?

The plate of hibiscus and garlic vinegar in front of her was basically eaten up by her alone... Subconsciously, in order to avoid Ai Mu's words, she had been positioned as a foodie, not to say anything, but to order a soup to calm her liver and calm her anger?

She glanced at the man and smiled stiffly. "Thank you, Zhang Boss."

Cheung street gently rolled up her sleeves, smiling as usual, cold and aloof, easy-going and distant. "Sufuren, you're welcome. This is alma's treat."

"Hey, that's right -" Ai Mu stabbed him unhappily. "You're paying for it today."

"No problem." Cheung street smiled softly and looked at Tong Hua with a deep gaze. "Sufuren is working at m & h now, but your major doesn't seem to fit."

Tong Hua looked at her and smiled vaguely. "Me. Eat for nothing!"

Cheung street chuckled again. "Your company has a big partnership in a few days!"

Squinting his eyes, Tong Hua's eyes shifted back to his face and his brows froze.

"Zhang Boss is so well-informed. You even know about this?"

"Sufuren, don't mind. Our company tried to get this cooperation before, but Suzongcai took the lead. But now we're trying to get the next cooperation." Cheung street looked at her and spoke clearly and slowly, with a calm and noble air in his casual tone.

Competitive relationship

It seems that Su Minglang was so anxious last time to deceive their company, but the business is such a predator, and there is nothing wrong with it. Now that Cheung street said it without hesitation, it seems that he also knew the rules, and he felt that it was okay. Su Minglang was better, and the offer was more attractive, and he admitted it.

So, after sitting down for so long, it wasn't until now that she smiled at him from the bottom of her heart. "Thank you, Zhang Boss is very kind."

There are many kinds of people's smiles, such as real smile, fake smile, cope smile, fake smile, fake smile.

Tong Hua had been faking a smile just now. And when she really smiled, her lips were slightly raised, and even her eyes seemed to be stained with a smile. That feeling was like plum petals pressed against the branches of winter snow, a touch of red, a touch of light, especially those two tender pink lips, as if carrying the charm of the essence of a woman's taste, extremely tempting, making men want to pity and cover.

Cheung street's eyes paused slightly, and his chopstick fingers moved slightly, stirring his mind.

However.

His mind was heavy, but his face was still cold. "No, Sufuren is too flattering. In order to develop the corporate culture, we need human care. The social responsibility of the enterprise is to add more bricks and tiles. What I do is right."

"Oh, I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to stay abroad all year round and know so much about the ideological slogans at home.!"

Tong Hua looked at him and bent his lips again.

The man narrowed his eyes, his heart pounding, and his breathing was not even.

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, he wrote the spring and autumn period. With a smile, everything will be settled.

If she doesn't, who will?

No wonder Su Minglang was like that?!

This woman is definitely a man's poppy...

Cheung street was a calm man, introverted, cold, deep, unpredictable, a label on this man. Looking into Tong Hua's sparkling eyes, he said every word with great seriousness, without a ripple.

"In business, after all, I am also a domestic person. Naturally, I have done my homework."

The waitress came in and served the hibiscus and garlic vinegar juice that the child had just eaten up and a bowl of creamy white radish egg horn soup. The gentleman thanked him politely. Cheung street took the bowl and spoon and handed them to Tong Hua.

"Sufuren, drink some. Don't get angry."

How did he know he was on fire?

Tong Hua curled his lips, smiled, thanked him, and lowered his head to pick up the soup bowl and sip it.

This Cheung street...

Who the hell is that? Another man she couldn't touch.

Just then, her phone rang -

Looking at the number, she frowned and cut it off. What to say now? Did she have the guts to come out today and introduce her to a man with ai mu? There was still a very good man across the street, but if he said so, Su Minglang would definitely come and stab ai mu and zhang street.

In less than a minute, the bell rang again.

Tong Hua frowned, thought about it and picked it up. "Hello."

"Have your hooves grown strong? How dare you hang up on me?"

The man on the other end of the line was Su Minglang, who received a cold call this afternoon. Tong Hua was even more displeased at the thought of his attitude when he answered the phone this afternoon. However, in front of ai mu and zhang jie, she still maintained her image.

"No, I'm eating. Are you okay?"

"Where is it?"

"Outside."

After saying these words quickly, Tong Hua didn't say where to eat or who to eat with, so he quickly said goodbye and hung up the phone. Just a second before the beep sounded on the phone, she faintly heard a man's groggy "Fuck!"

He's angry! Su Minglang rarely got angry and rarely spoke so rudely.

So, she was happy.

Let him have a taste of being hung up.

Next, the conversation between the three of them went into a cycle -

Ai Mu was in charge of speaking alone, while Tong Hua and Cheung street were in charge of listening. Most of the time, they didn't talk much, and occasionally, they mixed in a few sentences to avoid being cold. The atmosphere had been neither hot nor cold.

For a long time -

Ai Mu, who didn't feel good, couldn't sit still any longer. She was one of those people who felt uncomfortable without looking for trouble. When she saw the two of them, she didn't know what was wrong with her and found interest in being a matchmaker.

"Hey, brother and sister, I just saw that you and Su Minglang are in a fight, so you should just get along with my brother. Where is a real monogamous now? It's all about lust. Hope. If you have a good life, you can have a good one. If you don't have a good one, you can have a bad one. Why don't you be unhappy?"

Thud!

Tong Hua's heart trembled.

First, there was a Su Minglang. She was about to break down and die. Ai Mu even provoked her to an unreadable master. How could that be fatal?! Secondly, she was really worried about how Ai Mu would tear her up if Su Minglang heard what he said.

Tong Hua could not agree with the child's way of thinking.

With a stiff smile, she laughed. "Don't talk nonsense. I can't climb to the top. Ai Mu, anyone with the word' general' on their head can't be crossed in my heart... It's not right to leave the house."

Cheung street smiled and leaned forward, looking up at her with a burning gaze.

"Isn't Miss Tong too modest? It should be that zhang mou doesn't deserve you." Cheung street's name was not Sufuren anymore, but miss tong. It seemed that the people who grew up abroad all year round had a way of thinking. She was probably the weirdo in their eyes!

Unexpectedly -

As soon as he finished speaking, a low, cold male voice swept in with a chill.

"Nonsense, of course you don't deserve it!"

Bang! Snap!

Almost at the same time, the thick wooden door of the box was kicked open.

Tong Hua was startled. He turned his head and his watery eyes froze.

"You...?"

Was it Su Minglang?

Looking at her coldly, the man's tall and straight body clung there, instantly squeezing the box into a narrow space. The coldness on his face made the atmosphere even more solemn and cold. Behind Su Minglang stood several tall, expressionless men in black suits.

One of them was the same expressionless Gu Ji, and the other were his followers.

Tong Hua knew that those people who had been treated as underworld by her were standing there with a gloomy wind and a pitiful look, coupled with su Minglang's grim face, looking a little frightening.

"Su Minglang - oh, why are you here?"

Su Minglang's arrival was too sudden. While Ai Mu was trembling, she probably understood what had happened. At the thought of her' bad' behavior of almost kidnapping her daughter-in-law just now, she quickly pretended to be a good girl and called Su Minglang in to sit down.

Su Minglang ignored the rainbow and went straight to Tong Hua.

Ai Mu scratched his head, thinking that this whole thing had happened today.

Just like Su Minglang, he was a wild animal in the primeval forest that wanted to eat people. That domineering energy, that almost 190 cm strong body, that aggressive momentum, the few bodyguards outside the door.

Oh my god!

It's the same thing that scares people to death.

Tong Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart was a little worried.

She understood how unreasonable this man was. She was the one who had really offended him.

What should I do?

Before she could speak, Cheung street's cold voice rang.

"Minglang, long time no see." The calmest person in the room was probably zhang jie. He did not show much surprise or panic at Su Minglang's sudden arrival.

"Long time no see."

Curling his lips, Su Minglang looked at him with a grim look, while his big palm touched Tong Hua's shoulder, patted him, and sat down beside her. His fingers caressed her proficiently, but his voice was unhurried.

"Zhang Boss, does Wushu really like you? Let you eat such a big piece of fat from the gh international european market?"

Wushu?

Tong Hua frowned. So Su Minglang and Cheung street really knew each other a long time ago. If it wasn't for Wu Shilong, who else would have called Wushu? This Cheung street knows Wu Shilong? And said it had nothing to do with the Bai family?

Only his surname is zhang?

There was something wrong with the way they spoke.

Thump, thump, thump -

It was none of her business, but she could feel her heart beating without a beat.

There were so many questions in her heart that she couldn't figure them out. At this moment, the atmosphere in the box was a gloomy rhythm of the storm, or the calm before the storm.

That's ridiculous!

There won't be any intense conflict between them in a while, will there?

Cheung street smiled naturally at his question. "Suzongcai did it for you, too. That way, we can work together better."

Su Minglang gave him a slow look and sneered.

"Then you remember to thank him for me. For all these years, you have been working so hard to worry about me."

"Of course."

Tong Hua suddenly felt gloomy. Wu Shilong was long dead. What else was there to say, but this Cheung street still fit in.

Tong Hua only felt that his brain cells were too single to keep up with the two of them, and he could not understand what they meant. So much so that Tong Hua could not hear what Su Minglang and Cheung street were saying.

After a few words of dialogue, neither of the two men had much emotion, but the atmosphere made Tong Hua clearly feel depressed and tit-for-tat. Tsk tsk, the big house, the rich family, as expected... A lot of things.

Cheung street was smiling.

Su Minglang was smiling too.