See You Tonight, Master Su

Tong Hua knew something about Cheung street.

However, it was not as much as he said. All she knew was that Cheung street was Suzie's adopted son and was highly regarded by Suzie, and that su second uncle had no son. He was Suzie's own son. In the future, he would definitely inherit su second uncle's family..

I didn't think so before, but now it sounds like...

In a certain corner of my heart, I was constantly resonating, shaking, and then sad...

The sadness of her parents' early death made Tong Hua experience the warmth and coldness of life earlier than her children of the same age. Although her father came back later, it was also very short. Tong Hua was also very rebellious. It was also because his feelings for su second uncle were the same as brother Li Chun's feelings for his father. Therefore, she was especially able to understand the psychology and real pain of this kind of people. Therefore, almost at that moment, her attitude towards zhang jie had a qualitative change.

Lightly, she looked at him, her tone soft,? "A person's birth and past, that's the last thing a person can change."

Cheung street narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Mr. Su, are you sympathizing with me?"

He said it with a smile, indifferent. A pair of dark eyes were bright and clear, as if there was no emotion. But how could he not know if he was as smart as a child? Some people need love, but they don't need sympathy.

And herself, that's exactly the kind of person.

Tong Hua smiled as his brows curved.

"It's not sympathy, is it? It's better to describe it as empathy."

She didn't use the word empathy. Since she was a child, how could she ever be comfortable?

It could be said that before she married Su Minglang, her only relative in the world was herself. At that time, she really complained about her uncle and aunt's family. She understood Cheung street very well. Children like them were sensitive and easily hurt by the slightest bit, and they became nervous ever since.

At the same time, they were not too willing to trust others. They are sharp, they are realistic, and even... Some of their personalities are particularly annoying. Ridiculous, but powerless to change!

With an open brow, Cheung street's face, which had been frozen, broke into ice in an instant. Minglang's smile was even more dazzling than the sunlight outside the car window.

"Sufuren, in fact, we are of the same kind."

"Maybe... Right?" Tong Hua smiled but did not smile.

That was probably why she didn't like Cheung street before, she thought. People don't become friends because they have similar personalities, but because they are similar, they don't want to get closer.

Looking at her delicate little white face and her star-like eyes, he completely relaxed. In the car, there was silence for a while. His face alternated with the mottled shadows on the window, making it difficult to distinguish his emotions.

It took him a long time to hear what he said.

"The first time I saw you and looked into your eyes, I felt like I was there. It was a subtle feeling, and I didn't know how to describe it. But, to tell you the truth, after one look, I really wanted to get close to you..."

Tong Hua's heart moved, and he raised his lower lip playfully, deliberately taking his seriousness as a joke. "Tsk, Zhang Boss, are you confessing your love to me?"

Cheung street knew her intentions and smiled in agreement. "If you think so, I welcome it."

"Unfortunately, there is no fate in this life." Tong Hua's expression was gentle and he felt it was convenient to talk to people who were like him. Because there was no need to explain, everyone could understand each other's thoughts.

It was the same, but different. Different, but the same.

Cheung street tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. He looked at her for a long time before he spoke. There was a slight chill in his voice. "Maybe someday, maybe?"

In the future?

After passing through Su Minglang, Tong Hua didn't think that he would be with any other man.

Her lips were slightly curved, and she didn't have much emotional reaction. He looked at the man's handsome and cool face and the familiar light at the end of his eyes. After thinking about it, he smiled meaningfully and said his doubts.

"Actually, I always thought that Zhang Boss should be surnamed bai."

Cheung street seemed to be used to her temptations and laughed at them casually.

"I want to say that to you, too."

"Me?" Tong Hua rolled his eyes. "In ancient times, when a woman married, she wanted to take the husband's surname. That's true. My surname is also white."

Cheung street chuckled. The emotions in his eyes were a little strange.

"Maybe you should have been surnamed bai."

Of course, at this moment, Tong Hua was not aware of the internal situation, but was almost frightened by zhang jie's words. Blinking her eyes, she glanced sideways, half joking and half serious teasing.? "Zhang Boss, this is not a joke. Don't tell me' all lovers in the world are siblings'?"

A lover? Is she talking about her and Su Minglang? Cheung street was really a joker. She had a twin sister and it was hard for her to accept it. What about Su Minglang? Besides, it was just nonsense. No wonder Su Minglang told her to stay away from Cheung street. It seems that it was true. Cheung street was indeed a bit muddle-headed. It was really hard to understand.

Cheung street's heart darkened. He raised his hand and rubbed his temple. He just smiled and stopped talking. After a while, the two of them became really silent, like men and women sharing a car.

Silence will make the atmosphere stagnant.

It was quiet, but it made Tong Hua feel uncomfortable.

The taxi drove through the city and through the alleys until the upscale neighborhood where it lived was right in front of it. Cheung street, who had been silent for a long time, finally smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"My mission is complete. Goodbye, Sufuren!" Tong Hua was shocked. "Mission? What mission?"

"... Well, it's better if you don't know." Cheung street smiled and said nothing more. When the car stopped, he quickly got out of the car and walked around. Politely, he opened the door for Tong Hua and acted very gentlemanly.

Tong Hua was suspicious, but it was obvious that she would not waste her breath if he did not tell her again.

She smiled and said' thank you'. She thought about it with her bag and was about to get out of the car.

It never occurred to her that the hem of her skirt had been hung by the corner of the chair, and that small amount of force had caused her bad luck to continue. Her three-inch heel had been hung on the edge of the car door, and she couldn't help falling down. She jumped forward and was about to fall on Cheung street. She made a first aid reflexively...

Whew... It's okay! She saved her dignity and did not throw herself into the arms, but her innocent ankle was twisted and she was sweating from the pain.

Almost at the same time, Cheung street reached out to help her. "Sufuren, are you okay?"

Tong Hua smiled and withdrew his arm without a trace. "I'm fine. Thank you, Zhang Boss."

Under her watchful and careful gaze, Cheung street smiled and did not insist. Then he released her hand, spread it out and made a gesture of invitation, politely retreating two steps.

Stunned, Tong Hua felt that he was making a big deal out of himself.

He waved a friendly goodbye to him and limped towards the neighborhood with an injured foot.

One step... Two steps... Less than five steps, and the foot couldn't hold up.

"Hiss -"

She let out a soft cry and stood on one foot. She turned her head to look at the injured foot and did not dare to squat down to rub it.

Because, she was wearing a knee-length skirt, and when she squatted down, she would be naked.

Cheung street, who was watching her leave, gave the driver a hard frown, waved his hand and walked straight over. He held Tong Hua by the waist and dragged her to the shade at the entrance of the community. In her astonished eyes, he squatted down without hesitation, took her fair little feet out of her shoes, and put down his big hands that she could not resist, pinched her gently and tried.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Hiss..." Just as she pinched her ankle, Tong Hua was in pain.

Cheung street kneaded the part where she cried out, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No need... Are you okay? Let's go!"

Tong Hua's heart went numb.

The feeling of her feet being held in the palm of a man's hand was a little indescribably ambiguous. Her face flushed a little, and she felt uncomfortable trying to pull her feet back. However, her refusal was of no use to Cheung street. These men were all used to being overbearing. Not only did he not pull it away, but because his foot was under his control, he could not stand steadily on one leg, so he could only hold his hand on his shoulder to control the balance and not fall down to embarrass himself.

Without looking up, Cheung street's eyes were fixed on her injured foot.

Unlike Su Minglang's, his fingertips had no calluses, were long and smooth, and had distinct joints. On her bare, white and tender ankle, the massage was very professional, without any trace of obscenity.

But... There were people outside the neighborhood from time to time, and Tong Hua was very confused.

"Zhang Boss... No need. I'll just go back and apply some medicine."

"You misunderstood. If you don't push away the injured area in the first place, you will suffer even more.... Don't move. It'll be all right in a minute." His tone was serious, and there was no room for rejection. He buried his head and continued to work on her ankle.

However, the beads of sweat on his forehead obviously increased. He was very hot.

On the back of his shirt, it looked like he was drenched in sweat.

Tong tian, on the other hand, was not only hot, but her ankle was still a little painful from his rubbing. She frowned and let him go as she struggled. After all, he was kind to her, and now it's not the time for men and women to be separated from each other. Just think of him as a doctor.

With that thought in mind, she smiled gratefully. "Thank you. Can't you tell that Zhang Boss is a professional in this?"

"When I was young, I got hurt a lot, so I did."

Cheung street said indifferently. His men did not stop. The top of his hair, buried in his head, reflected a circle of light in the sun. Further down, it was his broad shoulders, strong and shapely, but for no reason at all, it made people feel a little more sad.

Tong Hua observed him without making a sound.

While he was silent, Cheung street looked up, his dark eyes unfathomable.

"I guess you used to think my approach was sinister, didn't you? Sorry, I have to apologize for what happened at the charity dinner... That night, I did it on purpose. But I didn't mean to belittle you, but when I saw Su Minglang coming, I was prepared to give him a break and add something to your relationship. Hehe, you don't understand, I understand. You're being polite and forgiving to me. To be honest, I envy you for having a peaceful and beautiful marriage. If you live in peace, you can live your whole life... Can you forgive me?"

This topic... Is too much of a twist!

Tong Hua froze, one hand on his shoulder, the other holding the hem of his skirt.

"I'm not that stingy."

Cheung street squinted. "Sufuren, would you give me a chance without Su Minglang?"

Stunned, Tong Hua smiled without hesitation.

"I don't like assumptions."

As if he had seen through her little thoughts, Cheung street's lips curled up and his tone was sincere.

"Sufuren, don't be like a thief... Don't worry, I won't hurt you. On the contrary, I will only help you!"

Hurt? Help? Tong Hua narrowed his eyes and lowered his head. As soon as he came into contact with his burning eyes, he was scalded away.

Once again, she flinched her feet. "All right, let me go. I'm going back."

She was a rational and wise woman who did not want to bring their relationship into the' ambiguous' range. In fact, what she disliked the most was that men and women did not love each other, but they had to have a third relationship that was' below love, above friendship'.

If it wasn't for Su Minglang... Could it be? Su Minglang was in her heart.

Zhang jie paused for a moment, then let go of her after carefully putting on her shoes.

Tong Hua heaved a sigh of relief, but when he let go of her, her injured foot felt a little numb as soon as it hit the ground. She tried to take a step forward, feeling as if she had cramped up and her body fell to the side as soon as it softened.

Cheung street's eyes darkened, noticing her awkwardness. He reached out and held her waist.

"I'll send you up."

"Zhang Boss, I really don't need it." Tong Hua smiled awkwardly, looked up and refused, "Don't you have something important to do?"

"My urgent business will be completed when you arrive safely." Cheung street did not let go because of her direct rejection. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of abnormal sadness or loneliness, he sighed and asked.

"Sufuren, is zhang mou a monster?"

Tong Hua paused, pursing her lips and laughing. "Zhang Boss, you're thinking too much. I'm just not used to meeting strangers."

Strangers? Still a stranger? Somewhere in Cheung street's heart, it was as if she had been stabbed, especially not smelling.

However, he was not used to showing his emotions in front of others. With a slight curve of his lips, he held her waist in his arms and gently held her in his arms, smiling.

"I have this habit too, but in my eyes, you are not a stranger."

Tong Hua chuckled. "It's a pity, because I don't have the same aura as you."

"Yes. It is indeed a regrettable thing." Cheung street turned his head, his eyes as gentle as if he were looking at his beloved little sister or pet, and his expression was natural and calm.

Tong Hua lowered his eyelids and avoided eye contact with him.

"Cheung street, I know you mean well, but I don't want my husband to know about the misunderstanding."

"Tong Hua..."

Her eyes fell on her rosy little face, and Cheung street called out to her by name, with a different kind of desolation in his tone, and a more meaningful sentence.

"You're lucky."

"Hmm?" Tong Hua raised his head slightly. "What's wrong with me?"

Cheung street curled his lips and smiled. "Because you and your lover are not siblings."

This... Tong Hua's lips twitched and almost fell again. He sent her upstairs and stood outside the neighborhood. Cheung street didn't leave.

Looking in the direction of Tong Hua's house, he made a phone call and in a few minutes, his car came to pick him up.

The company is busy today, and there are still a lot of things waiting for him to do. Turning on the computer in the car, he looked at the stock, warrants, futures, and gold charts in europe, america, and asia. His emotions were clear and his mind was suddenly filled with a white, tender foot.

The foot seemed to have magic power, and it quickly transformed into the faces of tens of millions of children...

He kept shaking in front of him.

The car drove away, but two blocks later, his cell phone rang.

Looking at the screen of his phone, he sighed, curled his lips, and quickly picked up the phone, with a teasing tone.

"Why are you thanking me today?"

"Thank you?" The man on the other end of the phone, his tone was unkind and his voice was icy. "With your little ambition, do you think I don't know?"

"I have a wolf's heart and you have a tiger's will. We are the same."

The smoke between men was very strange and primitive. Even through an invisible phone line, one could feel the danger lurking in one's bones.

"Okay, let's not play charades." The man over there, his tone cold for a few seconds, "I said I like working with smart people like you. We each take what we need and have a clear division of labor. I'll give you what you want. And don't take my warning seriously."

Cheung street narrowed his eyes and a sharp line of sight fell out of the window.

"The battle is already in place. The outcome is still uncertain. You should be aware of his methods. She was left alone today. If I hadn't been there... She wouldn't have been safe."

"You're wrong! She would be very safe without you. She's not safe because of you."

"All right! Since you don't appreciate it, just pretend I didn't say it. But let me tell you the truth. I ignored your warning and did not change my original intention. For Suzie, let's work together. To tong tian, let's... Each of us do what we can."

"Are you really going to poach me?"

"Of course."

"Nonsense! Don't say you have no drama in this life, and no drama in the next."

"Not necessarily." Cheung street listened to the man's harsh words, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and a meaningful smile broke out from his black eyes. That sentence sounded like a provocation, a persistence, and something else.

Yes, the man he was talking to was Su Minglang.

At this moment, he was holding a half-lit cigarette in his mouth. His tall body was lying lazily on the chair in the office. He tapped on the armrest of the chair with one finger. His eyes were heavy, cold, thin, and deep.

In front of him, there was a very tricky electronic photo on the computer -