See You Tonight, Master Su

Staring at her quietly for a while, Cheung street's eyes turned slightly and suddenly sighed, "Tong Hua, I really like you."

He spoke in a low voice. Not affectionate, not touching, but very sincere.

Tong Hua was silent for a moment. "Then let me go."

With a light smile, Cheung street sighed. "You know, I can't do it."

"Heh..." Tong Hua curled his lips mockingly and continued to eat with his eyes lowered. "You like to say things like that, too? I'm really blushing for you."

Cheung street's eyes darkened and flickered as if he had something to say. Unfortunately, in the end, he didn't say anything.

Since the beauty scheme was not working, Tong Hua did not want to think too much. Pregnant women have to be relaxed, eat and drink, and maintain a good mindset. She can just think of it as a kidnapping game. The mind is in the mind. If she doesn't press her nerves hard, no one can make her uncomfortable.

So, she was happy! After about half an hour, she touched her round stomach and burped. "I'm full. Tell me, where are we going next?"

Cheung street glanced at her and told her softly, "Go back to london tomorrow."

Back to london?! In london, could they escape Su Minglang's eyes?

Tong Hua felt strange and funny. She raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically, "No, shouldn't you be hiding me in a secluded place now? How dare you bring me back to london? Aren't you afraid that Su Minglang will skin you?"

Staring at her little face, Cheung street curled his lips, caressed his forehead thoughtfully, and said with a smile, "The most dangerous place is the safest place."

The most dangerous place, the safest place?

He felt that there was something else in his words, but tong tian couldn't figure out what was going on with this man, Zhang Jie. She looked into his eyes, which were similar to Su Minglang's. She thought quietly and thought that this sentence really made sense.

Because, on the other hand, doesn't this sentence apply to her as well?

Suzie was an old fox. He was so shrewd that he naturally knew how to make use of all the favorable conditions. In the current situation, even if she stayed by Su Minglang's side, there was no guarantee that an enemy would suddenly pop up and kill her. If the other party really wanted to deal with her, she wouldn't be safe with Cheung street if she followed Su Minglang?

This principle, it is really a hundred connections, speaking of which, she is now in a dangerous place... Does it also mean that this is more safe? With a mocking smile, she stood up, relieved by her sophistry.

The life of a rich man was so convenient and relaxing that Tong Hua's original hope was completely dashed when he arrived in london on a private plane from Scotland.

When she was at Scotland ranch, she was still thinking that no matter what kind of transportation Cheung street used to take her to london, she would not be able to escape Su Minglang's line of sight at such a long distance. How could it be that Scotland's bara airport flew directly to london?

But even so, she found it strange that Su Minglang would not set up an ambush at the airport without a living person like her.

Why were there no obstacles along the way? Did he not find it at all, or could he not?

Doubts were clogged up in her heart, causing a faint chill to rise in her heart. I don't know if it's fear, worry, or any other emotion. I can't explain it or clear it up.

When they got off the plane, they got into the car that was sent to pick them up. The car left the airport and did not enter the city of london. It took about two hours to get there by taking the roundabout highway.

In the process, Tong Hua's mind was still busy, thinking about the joints in his head.

It was not until a driver came to open the door that she came back to herself. "Zhang Boss!"

The driver opened the door with a respectful attitude. However, he didn't even look at Tong Hua.

Cheung street nodded and turned his eyes to Tong Hua's face. "Here we are."

Is it here? Does that mean that she has lost the chance to escape? Sitting quietly all the way, she turned her head and looked out through the window.

After the good weather of the past few days, it's drizzling in Jingdu today. In the misty rain, not far away stood a quiet and elegant villa, surrounded by no neighbors, but with strict guards.

Heh... It's raining right away.

The light rain, the breeze, the flowers in the corner of the wall, made the world look beautiful and precious, but it would be her cage. She pursed her lips and did not speak. Her eyes were soft and flat. She moved her feet and was ready to get off the car.

Suddenly, a masculine coat was draped over her shoulder, and her heart tightened. She looked sideways at Cheung street.

"Put it on. It's cold outside in the rain." Cheung street's face was very light, without a smile, and without the gentleness and kindness that the knights should show at such a time, his whole body was as cold as a bottle of noble wine, but without waves or waves.

Pulling the corner of his shirt, Tong Hua was not used to it, so he took it off. "No need..."

A big hand reached out and held her hand firmly. "Listen!"

Sweeping his eyes at the harmless but very cold brows, Tong Hua withdrew his hand and did not want to do this meaningless argument and balance, so he simply arranged it and did not say a word.

At some point, pretending to be dead would be a good choice. Seeing her compromise, Cheung street raised the corners of her lips and her eyes flashed with amusement.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're very obedient when you don't talk?"

Cute? With a sarcastic smile in his heart, Tong Hua wanted to spit at him and show him what she looked like when she wasn't being nice. However, she did not know how long she would be staying here. She didn't know what was going on with Su Minglang. Now that the enemy's situation is unknown, it's only a fool's job to fight them without knowing each other.

She chose to remain silent.

A silent person makes one unable to understand his thoughts. Only when you can't understand your mind can you have some fear. The more you say, the more mistakes you will make. With this thought in mind, she calmed down.

"Zhang Boss, umbrella!" The door of the villa was wide open, and a middle-aged bearded butler came over with an umbrella.

Cheung street took the umbrella and opened it. When she got out of the car, her palm covered her head and covered her with it. No matter the expression or the movement, it can be said that they are not attentive.

However, Tong Hua accepted, but did not appreciate it.

As she walked towards the villa, she suddenly smiled. "Imprison me in a place like this? Would the environment be too good? Won't your master have any objections?"

Master? Cheung street curled his lips and sighed with a silent smile without a sound of rebuttal.

Indeed, the environment here is very good.

This is a large villa in the style of a northern european countryside. The quiet environment, the white fence, the door carved with exquisite and beautiful patterns. From the outside, the decoration lines were simple, the light wallpaper inside, and the warm lights shone softly in the rain and fog. In front of the court, there was a fragrant lily in bud, which dropped out in a fresh and beautiful place with dewdrops.

It was too clean, too neat, too good for her to classify it as a cage.

The butler walked in the front, bowed his head and pushed open the dark brown door of the hall. When zhang street walked in, about a dozen men in black lined up inside and greeted him in unison, "Mr. Zhang."

Cheung street frowned slightly. Judging from his subtle expression, Tong Hua guessed that he didn't know about these people before.

What... Happened?

However, after only a moment of hesitation, Cheung street raised his hand and waved it. His cold lips moved slightly and he ordered coldly, "Get out. Don't come into the main house without an order."

"Yes..." A group of people filed out, and the butler carefully brought the door.

In the large living room, there was a sudden silence. Tong Hua looked at the environment in front of him. He held his arms in front of his chest and raised his eyebrows slightly. Then he took a few steps forward and sat down on the sofa nearest to the window, silently waiting for his hair to fall.

"Are you satisfied?!" Cheung street looked up at her and asked.

Tong Hua glanced at him amusedly and said faintly, "Quite satisfied. Is my name on the property certificate?"

Cheung street's lips twitched. He rubbed his eyebrows and smiled. "If you like it, of course."

"President zhang is so generous!" Tong Hua's expression was calm and cold, and he didn't forget to take the opportunity to mock and mock him. "Okay, then. No thanks. Remember to go through the transfer formalities when you're done."

"Ha!" Cheung street chuckled and lifted the corners of her beautiful lips, quietly admiring the woman in front of her.

The longer he spent with her, the more he felt that she was a truly exotic species. At a time like this, a normal woman, no matter how bold she is, shouldn't she be a little nervous and a little scared?

But what did she do?

He looked like he was following his purpose, not resisting, not asking much, and didn't seem aggressive at all. But every sentence had a thorn that could not be pulled out. Where was the slightest bit of guilt and timidity? In fact, he was the one who knew how to protect himself the most. Isn't it all about being her good mother?

A woman as calm as water! It's really rare.

After ordering someone to pour water, Cheung street sat still and watched her. His gaze, however, did not cause her to look sideways. Tong Hua had been sitting quietly, taking care of her fingers. She was unhurried, unhurried, as calm as if she was in her own private space, without Cheung street at all.

The room was quiet and the needles could be heard.

He suddenly called out softly, "Tong Hua."

...? Tong Hua looked up with a question mark in his eyes.

"You haven't been interested in anything for so long?"

"Yes."

"Then why didn't you ask?"

Tong Hua replied faintly, "If I ask, will you say it?"

"Not necessarily. If I'm happy, I might say it."

"Then forget it. If you are happy, I will be unhappy."

Without giving him any face, Tong Hua lowered her eyelids and continued to play with her fingers, seemingly having fun, ignoring him again. Cheung street raised an eyebrow, interested in her performance. Thinking for a moment, he sat down beside her and asked with a smile in a sigh.

"Why didn't you ask him if he was looking for you?"

"Heh, do you still need to ask about this?" Tong Hua turned his head and looked at him. The corners of his lips were full of ridicule. "I'm not like you. Even if I die in a corner, no one will miss me. Pathetic!"

This woman is so poisonous! Cheung street squinted and looked at her with a smile.

A ray of light shone on her delicate face and finally cast a gloomy light on her small face. It turned out that she was not as calm as she thought. Or was she not calm until Su Minglang was mentioned?

Pursing the corners of her lips, Cheung street seemed to be in a good mood today, not feeling anything because of her vicious words. She pulled her elbow back and leaned lazily on the sofa, looking at her languidly.

Soon, someone poured tea. "Miss, please have some tea."

The voice was familiar. Tong Hua looked up and narrowed his eyes. Although she had changed her clothes, she had also removed the delicate makeup on her face. But when she looked closely, she could still tell that she was the proprietress in the small teahouse in Scotland.

A beautiful woman, without the complicated dress of the national style, without the heavy makeup to cover her. A little more pure, a little less coquettish, the whole person seems to be a few years younger, it seems, about the same age as her.

There was no tea and no aggressiveness. Tong Hua just smiled lightly. "I'm sorry, I don't drink tea."

"Zhang shao..." The woman looked at zhang street with a look of grievance in her eyes.

The smile at the corner of his lips paused for a moment. President zhang chuckled softly. "Go, change the warm water."

"Yes!" Not very willing, but she took a look at Cheung street's expression, and still obediently retreated, before leaving her eyes did not look at Tong Hua again.

Tong Hua smiled in her heart. It was obvious that this woman did not like her very much.

As for why, or who she was from Cheung street, Tong Hua was not interested in knowing. He rubbed his brows and Cheung street looked at Tong Hua and explained with a chuckle, "Her name is yang mei. While you are staying here, she will take care of your life. Otherwise, they are all men. It's not convenient for you."

Stay temporarily? Thanks to him for coming up with such a word.

The corners of her lips parted, and Tong Hua chuckled. "I don't need anyone to take care of me."

Cheung street looked at her expression, didn't say much, and still smiled faintly. "She's mine. She can be trusted."

Can his people be trusted?

Tsk! Tong Hua was stunned for a second, then his eyes curved and his face was full of smiles. "Zhang Boss's words are a little interesting. Aren't all the people here yours? Who aren't yours? Hehe, ridiculous! Does Zhang Boss mean that this lady has a special relationship with you?!"

Cheung street picked up the teacup in front of him and ignored her sarcasm. After blowing the water carefully, he said in a faint tone, "Although they are all my people, it is inevitable that there will be a change of heart." At this point, he paused, then looked at Tong Hua's stomach and said meaningfully, "For your stomach, I think you understand what this means?"

Tong Hua looked at him without saying a word.

At this time, yang mei changed a cup of warm water and handed it to Tong Hua respectfully. "Miss, please drink some water."

Tong Hua had no intention of making things difficult for her. "Thank you!" She took the glass, took a sip, and held it in her hand, shaking it gently. Her eyes were fixed on the rippling water in the glass, trying to guess what Cheung street meant by that.

Seeing that both of them were silent, yang mei smiled. "Miss, our zhang shao is so good to you. You are so lucky."

If house arrest is also considered good, then it is.

Tong Hua put down his glass and looked up at her. "How about this?"

... Me? Glancing at Cheung street's handsome face, yang mei pursed her lips and smiled. "I'm not that lucky."

"Ha...!" Tong Hua frowned slightly and said with a smile, "Come on, this kind of'luck' ah, who wants to get involved, who will fall into eight lifetimes of bad luck, I think it's better not to!"

"... Yang mei didn't expect her to be so sharp. She didn't dare to say anything more and just took a peek at Cheung street.

Under the dense light, the man sat steadily, frowning slightly at her words, without any unusual expression. However, in those deep and cold eyes, there was an indescribable bitterness or sadness.

She knew that this woman was different to zhang shao.

But if it was just love, why was he so sad? If you like it, can't you just chase it? Cheung street, who had always been used to being cold and distant, had always thought that there was no one in this world who could make him sad or sad...

"Yang mei, go and prepare the room for the lady."

She couldn't figure it out, but Cheung street waved at her and closed his sad eyes. "Okay, zhang shao!" Yang mei glanced at him and retreated.

There were only two people left in the room.

"Tong Hua." Suddenly, Cheung street called her name again, his voice hoarse and heavy, with a hint of warning.

"Be quiet, you'll be safe."

Quiet? Is she still restless? Angrily, Tong Hua said, "Thank you. I won't bother you!"

Cheung street rubbed his brows, slowly straightened up, turned his face to one side, locked his eyes on her face, and called out softly, "Tong Hua."

This cry was different from the previous one. It was magnetic and textured, and there was an indescribable sadness. Tong tian's hair stood up all over his body, and his body was a little hairy.

"What's wrong? You have a nervous syndrome?"

Staring at him, Cheung street suddenly reached out, patted her face and sighed helplessly, "You can trample on my character, but don't doubt my intentions!"

Heh! Looking at his face, Tong Hua really smiled! This is a big joke.

She laughed so hard that she raised her eyebrows and whispered, "You can rest assured. I have always been firm and never doubted... Because you are a big, evil person."

After a rich dinner, Tong Hua was taken to the bedroom by yang mei. She probably got instructions from zhang street. Yang mei waited for her to wash up and tidy up. After asking her if she needed any more help, she left quietly.