See You Tonight, Master Su

Seeing the strange smile on his face, Tong Hua could not smile at all.

Is there such a thing?

Staring at his thin face, she hesitated and looked straight at him. "When did I tell you?"

He licked the corner of his dry mouth and frowned. He looked at her strangely, as if he had not recovered from her question, and his face was full of puzzlement. After a while, he scratched his head and whispered, not sure.

"... Maybe it wasn't you. I can't remember."

Tong Hua was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was lost again.

"Diver, I didn't tell you. The kitten is very cute. When you get better, you can go and play with them."

He nodded vaguely, looked into his good eyes and said "Oh."

Next, Tong Hua followed the treatment plan he had planned and had a serious three-hour conversation with the diver. The content of the conversation did not involve a single aspect of things, more like casual chit-chat, but it was necessary for psychotherapy. In the course of her persuasion, she did not say much, not as lively and cheerful as before. Sometimes she was speechless and sometimes she did not speak the same thing.

A good person, and thus became a mental disorder, Tong Hua consciously, a great responsibility! After all, she knew that diver also graduated from a prestigious school, and had been doing a great job at m & h for the past two years, but who was reaching out to him now, or what he saw that he couldn't see?

After lunch in the restaurant, Tong Hua felt a little tired and was going to take a break in Su Minglang's apartment.

Not knowing if that colleague of jilin was inside, she thought about it, put down the key, and knocked politely on the door.

Soon, the door opened. Jilin was alone in the dormitory.

Seeing Tong Hua outside the door, she was surprised for a moment and let herself out of the room. Then he poured water for her with a smile and sat on the edge of his bed, his eyes drooping and laughing non-stop.

"Tong... I'd better call you Tong Hua! Count the days. How long has it been since you came back?"

"Oh, I think so." Tong Hua answered casually, amused by the polite and unfamiliar scene.

Putting down her bag, she shook the quilt, took off her shoes and clothes, and lay down on the bed. She hugged her chest with both hands and closed her eyes. "Jilin, I'll take a rest." Her words made it clear that she didn't want to talk anymore.

But jilin's face was tense, and she still wanted to say something. "Tong Hua, I have something to tell you."

"Hmm? What is it?" Tong Hua did not open his eyes and mumbled in a dreamy tone.

Jilin stared at Tong Hua's delicate face for a while before she hesitated and said, "There's one thing that I'm particularly curious about. Is it possible that you have a twin sister...? The woman who changed into a living person last time was so much like you... So much. Until now, I had no idea what other reason could make two people look so similar except for the twin sisters. It's like a mold..."

Tong Hua opened his eyes in shock.

Tilting her head, she looked at jilin's serious face, pressed her lips tightly, and shook her head. "No, don't talk nonsense."

Her tone made jilin a little embarrassed and she stammered, "Tong Hua, I don't mean anything else. Don't think too much. I'm not trying to provoke anything... I'm just trying to remind you that it's not that simple... She knows your husband, and he took her away..."

After a moment of silence, Tong Hua was tired and sleepy, so he sat up and leaned against the edge of the bed, his eyes cold to the bone.

"Jilin, what are you trying to say?"

Jilin frowned, hesitated, and suddenly bit her lip, releasing her voice.

Tong Hua, let me tell you the truth. I think that woman has something different to do with our president, and it has something more to do with you. It's really because I'm really nice to you. After all, we all know that you're the real madam president. You really should check it out. Don't be fooled, just like me... Being a fool. Even if a man's heart can be trusted, a man's body can't be trusted..."

Tong Hua's eyes deepened a little and looked at jilin unblinkingly.

After a long time, she fell down again. "I'll sleep. Don't disturb me."

Thinking about this, she was in a trance during her nap.

Once you have your heart set on it, things will fall apart before they are resolved. Rubbing her hands together, she sat in the office and couldn't wait any longer. Sitting up with her bag, she found an excuse to ask Zuo Ai for leave. In fact, she didn't need to ask for leave. Zuo Ai couldn't control her and left the company alone.

Sun Yu's waist was twisted. The driver would not come to pick her up until afternoon. Tong Hua had to take a taxi.

At three in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

Raising his hand to cover his eyes, Tong Hua's hair was almost scorched by the sun.

The company was a bit off the road, and it was a little far from the bus stop, and there were fewer taxis, not to mention at this time, it was even harder to take a taxi.

Walking all the way to the bus stop, she kept an eye on whether the taxis on the road were available.

But she carried her back a little and walked in the sun for about ten minutes, and no free taxi came by. A big city like london is growing rapidly. New London has a new atmosphere. The most remarkable thing is that the business of its friends is booming.

Wait! Wait! Wait!

Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

The sun was scorching and unbearable. The feeling of waiting for a car under the sun was only known to those who had tasted it. Tong Hua waited anxiously and became more and more agitated. The Taiyangxue on both sides were suddenly exposed to the sun and their heads felt stuffy.

About two minutes later, suddenly -

Her eyes lit up and a taxi with the "Empty car" sign drove by.

Tong Hua waved his hand as if he had met a savior.

Soon, the taxi came to a stop. She ran quickly to open the door, but she did not expect that the door had not been closed before someone had just sat in, and the hand holding the handle was pulled open by the strenuous force outside the door.

What the hell?

You have to be polite to snatch a car, don't you?

Gritting her teeth, she turned her head to him angrily and wanted to talk to him.

As soon as he twisted his head, he froze, his face full of disbelief.

The man who was bowing and pulling the handle of the car door had a handsome face and clear eyes. He was dressed in an expensive suit with a straight and stylish figure. The neckline of his shirt was loosened without a tie, revealing a wheat-colored, seductive skin. His deep, steady eyes made it impossible to guess what was lurking inside.

Seeing Tong Hua, he seemed to be in a daze.

Then, his frown relaxed, as if he had just met a friend.

"Ah, tong... Sufuren? Sorry, I didn't know it was you. That... My car just broke down. I have something urgent to go downtown!... Could you give me a break?!"

The car broke down for convenience?

Having just suffered the agony of waiting for a car in the sun, Tong Hua knew the agony of having his heart cut out. Someone else was going to be changed today. Although she didn't give her car to him in such a dignified manner, it was absolutely no problem for everyone to share a taxi into the city.

But he was Cheung street.

Not to mention that Su Minglang had warned her not to deal with him. Even Tong Hua himself would distance himself from him because of his protective nature. She didn't want to touch anyone she didn't know or understood.

Especially... He's Cheung street.

Indifferent, noble, elegant... But hard to fathom.

At this thought, Tong Hua's heart tightened, and he immediately came back to his senses.

She smoothed her hair and looked at him with a calm smile.

"Sorry, Zhang Boss. If I give you the convenience, I won't be very convenient." Her answer was very artistic, full of confidence, forceful rejection, and even less polite.

Cheung street's brows furrowed as his hands tightened on the doorknob. Her eyes, like lightning, stared at her unblinkingly, caressing her little face, eyes, nose, and finally stopped on her pink lips.

This woman, everywhere. Soul! He pursed his thin, cold lips and hesitated for a moment. The smile he pulled away was meaningful.

"Tong Hua, zhang mou, have you ever offended me?"

Tong Hua parted his lips and looked at the handsome man in front of him. Cold and dignified lines, clean and tidy appearance, cold and unpredictable eyes. Standing under the sun, he was in perfect harmony with the shadow beneath his feet, and his whole body seemed to be born with an unexplainable sexiness.

A man!

It's a pity... She has a name for herself.

She opened the door helplessly and tugged at the doorknob.

"Zhang Boss, I'm not used to sharing cars with people."

"It's the first time I've heard of this. Do you still have this habit?" With the corners of her lips hooked, Cheung street's face relaxed.

The two of them were locked in a stalemate. Neither of them let go of the doorknob, but neither of them was willing to give in. This confrontation came with some inexplicable and overwhelming force, but it made Tong Hua, who had a sharp mind, even more reluctant to let this man get on the car.

Because just now, an empty taxi drove past. If he didn't have ulterior motives for her, why did he have to be so persistent?

Nonsense!

Tong Hua had a good temper, but she was not a pushover. After a few arguments, her eyes lit up. She was about to teach this man a lesson, but before she could say anything, the driver waiting in front of her impatiently picked up the slack.

"I say, both of you, is this going to be a hot day? Since you two know each other, why not?"

"No, not really." Cheung street smiled approvingly and tried to squeeze in.

"Why not...?" Tong Hua pulled the doorknob and refused to budge.

When the driver saw them like this, he wanted to explode. "You two, are you leaving or not?"

"Let's go..." One drawled the end.

"Let's go!" A short and powerful language.

Different intonation and rhythm, the two of them were in the same voice.

After that, he glanced at each other. One was smiling, the other was angry, and the atmosphere was very strange. Not sure if it was influenced by Tong Hua's insistence on consciousness, Cheung street's eyes darkened and sighed. Finally, he let go of the handlebar and touched his nose with a smile.

"Okay... I'll take another taxi."

"That would be best. Goodbye, Zhang Boss." Tong Hua's smile was rarely sincere.

Finally, just as she was about to pull the doorknob, she heard Cheung street's ominous smile.

"Originally, I had something that you were very interested in... But now... Goodbye..." After deliberately closing the door, Cheung street stopped. He flung the car door for her, leaving her with an unfinished sentence. He put his hand in his pocket and turned around.

What does he mean?

Tong Hua frowned and hesitated. Looking out at the blazing sun, thinking about what he might tell him, he raised his hand and patted the back of the driver's chair.

"Master, please wait."

The driver, who had been delayed for so long, was showing his impatience. However, the brother of london has always been famous for his excellent culture and quality. Even though he has a hundred thousand unhappiness in his heart, he did not say much.

Pushing the door open, Tong Hua did not turn around, nor did he call him. She knew that Cheung street would come by himself.

Sure enough, soon enough, the chair next to him sank under the weight of gravity. At the same time, a familiar masculine scent entered his head from the tip of his nose.

"Drive!"

It was Cheung street who gave the driver a cold order. He was used to this tone and did not treat himself as an outsider at all.

Zhan se glanced at the man's calm face and narrowed her eyes. Instead of asking him what he was going to say to her, she paid attention to the look in his eyes and narrowed her eyes.

"Zhang Boss, you're so rude."

Hearing the sarcasm in her tone, Cheung street curled his lips in disapproval, his expression calm and calm, making him seem reserved and steady. But the complicated emotions in his eyes were mixed with too much thoughtfulness.

Looking at her, he pursed his cold lips.

"Tong Hua, zhang mou is straightforward and never swears." ? She's straight, and she doesn't go around swearing... Is that what she, Tong Hua, likes to do?

With a snort in his nose, Tong Hua's beautiful eyes sparkled and unexpectedly met his sharp eyes.

She paused for two seconds and then sighed.

"Sure. That chapter, I also learned straight once. If there's anything wrong, just tell me."

As if pleased by her serious little look, Cheung street's lips brimmed with a smile and his fingers reached forward. He took off his suit jacket and put it in his arms. Then he straightened his posture, making his strong back more straight and imposing.

However, he did not say anything and just smiled at her with his eyes bent.

What the hell? Tong Hua thought to himself, frowning. "Zhang Boss, I don't like to play charades."

Cheung street blinked his cool eyes and turned to her with a smile. He put an elbow on the back of the chair behind her and crossed his long legs slightly. His movements were not too big. His unhurried appearance was very strong enough to hold the stage.

"If I said it, I really didn't have anything to say. What if I said it just to trick you into getting in the car?"

His voice could not tell the truth. At least Tong Hua believed that with her ability to recognize people, she could not see the truth in this man's bones. Tong Hua rubbed his temples and smiled.

"I don't think that's like your Zhang Boss."

Zhang jie narrowed his eyes, held his lips and smiled. His small movements were very precise, casual and calm. But that innate temperament was not easily overlooked.

"Sufuren, you think highly of zhang mou. Actually, I was lying to you."

Lie? Rogue?

Tong Hua's face darkened as he looked at the elegant chapter in front of him.

Street, it's hard to relate him to these two words. Although preconceived, she could only tolerate Su Minglang in her heart now, she still had to objectively express that Cheung street, the man, was also outstanding among men.

He was calm and collected, not revealing his emotions. But with every slight expression and action, you can distance yourself from others. Like The su family's second son and nephew, they seem to be born with a kind of sexual charm that makes women look stunning in an instant.

Perfect, exquisite, sexy, impeccable.

Such a man, he said that he used to be a liar and a scoundrel, can you believe it? She pursed her lips, but Tong Hua did not say a word. She knew best how to get along with people.

If there was a follow-up, he would naturally say. If there was no follow-up, it would be useless for her to ask, so she might as well save her saliva.

Sure enough, zhang jie straightened the edge of his suit jacket, smiled, raised his angular chin, leaned back in his chair, and continued without emotion.

"Tong Hua, I believe you've heard some rumors about me, haven't you? After all, we are relatives. I'm Sudong's godson, but I'm also his adopted son. He had been living humbly in the prosperity he had created for me, and no one could see my ability. They would only think of me as a bug growing in his flesh and blood, feeding on his blood, waiting for the day he died, and I would sit and enjoy my fortune... Do you believe that? These are not what I want."

Touched, Tong Hua tilted his head. "I understand."

Cheung street curled his lips and looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes. "I know only you know." At this point, he paused and smiled again about his own bitterness. His relaxed attitude seemed to be all other people's stories.

"I was a child with almost no parents. Before Sudong got to the The su family, I lived in an orphanage... At that time, there were many children in the orphanage, and life was not that good. I am small, weak, and often bullied. In order to eat and wear well, I lie, complain, lie... As long as I can fill my stomach, I will do it. However, I never envied children who were adopted. No way. The reality is like this. Everyone has their own destiny, and no one can choose..."

It was a long way, and Cheung street's story was a long one. Tong Hua didn't know which one was true or which one was false. It didn't seem like it was true to look at him, but he must have something to hide.

"When I first met Sudong, I was still very thin, and I didn't gain weight just because I grabbed more food. My face always had an unhealthy sallow. Her hair was as dry as straw, and her fingers were torn open in the cold, and her eyes shrunk when she looked at her... Sudong, he gave me a candy, the kind wrapped in good-looking candy paper... It should be very sweet..."

This brother's experience seems a bit like it, Tong Hua thought.

"It should be sweet?" Tong Hua turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

Cheung street was still smiling and calm. "Because I couldn't bear to eat it. I held it in my arms until it was snatched away by my other friends. After that, su dong took me out of the welfare home for ten years... I don't want to eat sugar anymore."