See You Tonight, Master Su

There was a gust of wind blowing in her heart, and she slowly closed her eyes and stopped talking.

"Come on, have some ginger soup." At some point, Cheung street appeared again with a pitiful voice.

When she opened her eyes, Tong Hua saw a steaming porcelain bowl in his hand. She didn't say a word and stared at him without blinking.

Cheung street smiled faintly. "You're scared and have a cold. I've had the doctor look at it. It's not a big problem. Don't take medicine with the baby. It'll help if you drink this."

Tong Hua glanced at him and picked up the bowl. "Are you sure there's nothing else in this bowl? There's no second red bayberry in your house?"

Her lips twitched and Cheung street nodded. "I made it myself."

He did it? Tong Hua stared at him suspiciously. Instinctively, she could feel that Cheung street was genuinely concerned about her at the moment.

Feeling a little uncomfortable from her stare, Cheung street put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, crossed an arm, helped her up and leaned against the bed, then handed the bowl over again. "Drink, don't act like a little woman. I can't stand it."

Little woman...?

Tong Hua coughed a little and didn't want to talk to him. She took the porcelain bowl and realized that her hand was trembling slightly... She lowered her head, closed her eyes, held her breath, and poured down the bowl of bad ginger soup.

No matter what, no matter when, she had to protect herself... And her child.

Thinking of the child, she could not help but caress her lower abdomen.

A little thing that had a blood connection with her was slowly growing inside.

This feeling brought her back to life.

Wiping her mouth, she handed the bowl back to Cheung street and lowered her eyes. "Thank you."

This is a sincere thank you.

But her sudden politeness made Cheung street a little uncomfortable. Looking at her little face, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after several rounds, he finally swallowed it back. He just reached out, brushed her hair, and asked her in a low voice.

What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

What to eat? Tong Hua had no appetite at all.

"I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat."

"How can you not be hungry after sleeping so long?" Cheung street frowned.

Sleep for so long? Tong Hua looked at him in astonishment. "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Cheung street pursed his lips, his eyes filled with unspeakable heartache. "Well, one day and one night."

God! How could a dream take her so long?

Her palms caressed her lower abdomen slowly, and she frowned for a moment. Finally, she burst into zhang street and smiled.

When you say that, I'm really a little hungry. Just get me some, don't bother."

Today, she was more cooperative than ever, and there was no more sarcasm in her words, which surprised Cheung street and made her think that she had been stimulated. After some thought, he suddenly added, "I know everything that happened that night."

"Oh!" Tong Hua's voice was faint.

Cheung street leaned down, helped her lie down, and tucked her in. "Don't be sad, that might not be his real idea."

Tong Hua knew he was referring to Su Minglang, but... Sad, should she be sad?

With a slight smile on his lips, Tong Hua brushed past his handsome face and looked out at the bright sunlight outside the window. He shook his head happily. Instead of answering his question, he asked tentatively, "Has Suzie returned?"

Cheung street nodded.

Suzie is back... Is the beginning of the war already begun? As a' abandoned chess piece' by Su Minglang, will Suzie still be interested in her now?

Thinking about it in silence, she suddenly smiled brightly, looked at Cheung street and asked, "Hehe, you already know that Su Minglang doesn't care about my life or death at all, and is going to be imprisoned. When will he keep me?"

Cheung street frowned and said faintly, "Don't think too much now. Get well."

She moved the corner of her mouth. Tong Hua looked at him quietly. Looking at the man in front of her, she was sure that he really cared about her.

And this kind of concern is not just about men's desire for women. The gaze was dominating, and in his deep eyes, there was a layer of emotion that she could not understand.

She looked up and asked, "Cheung street, why are you being nice to me?"

Cheung street touched her forehead and, after making sure she didn't have a fever, she pursed her lips and grabbed one of her wrists. She put her cold hand under the blanket and said in a deep voice.

"In the future, you will know."

After a moment of silence, Tong Hua continued to smile and asked, "Why don't you tell me now?"

Looking at her for a moment, Cheung street's hand slid across her face and patted her gently. "Don't talk. Take a rest. I'll get you something to eat."

"Cheung street!" Tong Hua suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand." I know you can't bear to do this to me. Let me go." I don't mean anything to you or Suzie now. Why don't you let me go out and see how my heartless man got along with my sister?"

Cheung street's eyes flickered slightly as his eyes cooled. "Tong Hua, don't think too much. It's the right thing to take care of yourself. Also, I'm going out tonight. I'll send someone to watch over you. Don't run around. When you get up tomorrow... Everything is fine!"

"Where are you going?" Tong Hua looked straight at him, holding his hand.

Cheung street frowned and, under her gaze, said in a faint voice, "There's a media dinner tonight to welcome the commerce minister of m country. I will represent the company!"

Media dinner?

Squinting his eyes, Tong Hua smiled again. "Will Su Minglang go too?"

Frowning, zhang jie nodded.

"Will Suzie be there too?"

Cheung street nodded again.

Tong Hua tightened his grip. "Cheung street, take me with you."

"No." Without hesitation, Cheung street blurted out with a grim expression.

Tong Hua's heart sank. "Why not?"

"No reason. Don't forget, you're a kidnapper now." Frowning, Cheung street stared at her with a twinkle in his eyes. He was so tall that he almost blocked the sunlight from the window. That pair of sharp eyes, which had not slept well, had a very obvious trace of blood, making his haggard and tired face, on the back of the sun, add a sense of vicissitudes that only mature men have.

Tong Hua sat on the bed, motionless.

A few seconds later, she lowered her head and slowly released his hand.

"You're right. I'm still kidnapped. How can I make a request?"

When she said this, she frowned. Long eyelashes drooped down, blinking and blinking as if they were holding back. That little movement, that soft tone, both stifled and made her look so small and helpless.

Cheung street narrowed his eyes and looked down at her. His adam's apple choked. "I didn't mean that."

With a grunt in his heart, Tong Hua finally understood why women should use softness to overcome strength. Her lips moved slightly. She softened her head and looked at Cheung street's face, which had changed from cold to gentle. She could not help but smile again.

"Not that, then what do you mean?"

Cheung street's frown sharpened a little. After staring at her for a while, he did not explain anything, but raised his hand and patted the top of her hair. The curve of his mouth was cold and serious, making his words sound unquestionable.

Stay at home. At night, the organizer arranged for me to stay. When tomorrow's interview is over, I'll be back."

Home... Is this home? He's still staying. So if su Minglang takes Bai Jia there, will he stay there too? At the thought of this, her heart felt numb and her heart began to break again.

Her eyes suddenly turned red. She looked at Cheung street, not far away, and her clear eyes confronted him, trying to convince him, "You're not afraid of you leaving. What happened to me?"

Logically speaking, the question was so strange that she was his meat ticket. What did she have to do with him?

But zhang jie was stunned and subconsciously frowned. For a moment, he looked at him and said, "You're not suitable for that occasion."

"That's easy." Tong Hua gently hooked her lower lip and her big eyes sparkled with confidence. She smiled and said, "I know what you mean by not adapting. Isn't it just my appearance? If I don't have to show up at the dinner party like I do now, that's fine, isn't it?"

I don't know if Cheung street understood, but he frowned even tighter.

After thinking for a while, afraid that he wouldn't understand, Tong Hua gestured on his face again and explained, "I can put on makeup, wear a wig, put on makeup as your secretary or something. Who would pay special attention to me in such a crowded occasion? What's there to worry about?"

Cheung street looked at him and his mouth moved slightly. After a pause, he said, "Why are you doing this? You know..." At this point, he shut his mouth again and only looked at her with his eyes.

What do you know? Afraid that she would see Su Minglang and Bai Jia together?

With a stab in his heart, Tong Hua's voice suddenly shrieked and his tone was very impolite. "Yes, I'm going only if I know. Didn't you just want me to know? If I don't see it, how can I give up? If I don't, how can you have a chance?"

Cheung street looked at her without saying a word.

A man who doesn't speak makes it hard for her to figure it out. Tong Hua yelled impatiently and his face slowly sank. I don't know if it was because of her pregnancy or not, but she felt that these days, her emotions became more and more difficult to control by reason, and it was easy to get impatient.

After a moment of silence, she stroked her face with both hands and lowered her voice. "I'm sorry, I have a bad temper."

"Look at you, you can't even talk about it. If you really see it, you can't tear down people's houses?" Cheung street looked at her with eyes as deep as the sea.

Putting down his hand, Tong Hua pulled the quilt and coughed softly to hide his gaffe. Then he smiled. "Don't worry, I won't implicate you. I just want to see it. I won't make any noise."

Cheung street's eyes sank.

This time, however, he did not reject her immediately and kept looking at her closely. She did not know whether she was hesitating or considering, but tong tian looked back at him firmly and stubbornly with a calm and calm expression. She proved to him that she could hold onto any situation with her true emotions.

It took her a long time to hear his deep voice coming from above her head. "Okay!"

Lunch was a feast, and Cheung street had it with Tong Hua.

The two of them sat in the huge dining room, the sun shining in through the transparent window, making people feel a little lazy. Not far from the dining room, a few men in black stood with their hands behind their backs. While Tong Hua was eating, he looked over and wondered if they were sent by Suzie.

She had no appetite at all when she thought of the mess. But Cheung street was so easy to talk to. Not only did he take her to the dinner party, but he also cooked such a big meal for her. She felt that it would be too much if she didn't eat it again.

Her throat and eyes were still sore, and each time she choked up, her throat felt bad, and her mouth was bitter, without any taste.

Cheung street looked at her weird expression. "Isn't the food good?"

Eh!

It wasn't that she didn't taste good, it was that her mouth wasn't right and she couldn't taste anything at all. However, the chef was right in front of him. Tong Hua was embarrassed to go against others' wishes. He looked up at him, smiled and finished the meal. He pointed at the soup in front of him and asked.

"What kind of soup is this? It tastes good."

Cheung street raised his eyes and glanced at her. "Break up the lovebirds."

As soon as the chopsticks were put down, Tong Hua subconsciously curled his mouth and glared at him. "On purpose, right?"

With his lips hooked, Cheung street ignored her murderous eyes and pointed to the delicious bowl of soup in front of him. "This is a rooster and a hen stew, with red sausage added... Isn't it appropriate to beat up a mandarin duck?"

The corner of his mouth twitched. Tong Hua was speechless. "Okay, you win!"

After dinner, Tong Hua began to prepare the clothes for his dinner party.

With years of'disguising experience' and the high level makeup and stylist who had been bent on Zhang Boss's money, it wasn't too much trouble for her to disguise. A person who wants to change his appearance is nothing more than clothes, hairstyle and facial features. To be zhang street's' private secretary' and tonight's female companion, the two masters really put in a lot of effort.

Not being able to look like her or dress up in a group that didn't fit Cheung street's identity was a real problem.

The stylist chose a proper dress for her, covering her good body in an old-fashioned dress, which made her look like a learned woman in her thirties. Her eyebrows were thick, her mouth was large, her cheekbones were shadowed, her bangs were cut slantingly, her small face had a yellowish foundation, and her delicate porcelain skin was gone. As soon as her face shape and skin color changed, she braided her long head into a braid and fixed it, then put on a wig, and became a short-haired woman. In the end, for the sake of reality, the stylist put a black mole on her forehead.

Not pretty, not too ugly.

Looking into the mirror, Tong Hua could not help but admire her current makeup skills. To be honest, even shen qingcha and Lu Tian would not recognize her at first sight.

Can he... Recognize it? She never doubted Su Minglang's sharp eyes, but she doubted whether he would recognize her.

During her makeup and makeover, Cheung street stood by the window. His tall and slender figure was as motionless as the steady Taishan. A handsome face with an unfathomable expression was half bright and half dead. His eyes were deep and complicated. The shadow of his eyelids cast by the light made his facial features look like a sculpture carved with a skillful axe without any emotion.

"Does it look good?" Tong Hua turned around from the floor mirror and asked him with a smile.

"Nice."

"Who am I?"

"... My secretary, xiao wang." Cheung street's black eyes were slightly fixed, and the corners of his lips drew a stiff curve.

Tong Hua nodded and smiled with satisfaction. He walked up to him, folded his hands on his stomach, and bowed respectfully and smiled like a subordinate.

"Hello, Zhang Boss. I'm your secretary, xiao wang. Please give me some advice."

Raising his hand, Cheung street tried to touch her face. But after a moment of hesitation, the palm of his hand still patted her shoulder. He frowned thoughtfully and said, "There are many people at night and it's complicated. Follow me. Don't wander around."

This kind of advice made Tong Hua feel warm and special when he heard it.

Cheung street was a man she could not see through. But for so long, he had not done any real harm to her. Although he was complicated and difficult to understand, but vaguely, she calmed down from the initial anger when she was kidnapped and thought that he would not really hurt her.

Not sure if it was to avoid the awkwardness of being ambiguous or to avoid bringing impossible expectations to him, she thought about it and a sincere smile appeared on her lips, using the world's most bloodthirsty but also the most effective move.

"Cheung street, this one of yours is very good. Hey, if only you were my brother."

Tong Hua spoke very seriously, but his voice was a little low. After all, as a hostage, it was not only a little mysterious and strange to admit the kidnapper as a brother, but also a little too far-fetched.

Sure enough, Cheung street was slightly taken aback.

His body, which was leaning against the window, stiffened, and his hand was in his trouser pocket. Tong Hua's eyes were cold, and the corners of his lips slowly smiled. "Then, you should think of me as your brother."

Such an answer was right in Tong Hua's heart. She pursed her lips and laughed. Naturally, she called out generously, "Brother zhang."

"Would it be more intimate without a surname?" The smile on Cheung street's lips was a little playful.

Cheung street's teasing and sincere words made Tong Hua bend his eyes in disbelief. Because he was able to say this, it meant that he was really willing to accept that there would be no more ambiguous relationship between them, which meant that apart from the love between men and women, the relationship between the two people was one step closer.

Happily, he walked over and took his arm. Tong Hua laughed and shouted, "Okay, brother!"

Cheung street coughed and almost choked. He rubbed his brows and asked her hesitantly.

"Tong Hua, do you remember what I told you?"

Tong Hua smiled. "What? You've said too much."

Cheung street's voice was low. "I said you were happy... Because you had a lover, not a brother or sister."

Looking at his serious expression, Tong Hua was stunned for half a second. Unable to hold it back, he burst out laughing. "Come on, do you still remember this funny story? Come on, don't worry, your lover won't be your brother or sister. Wait, my brother is so handsome and so nice. I'm sure your mother-in-law won't treat you badly..."

The words of flattery made zhang jie dizzy.

"Mother-in-law?"

"Yes, your mother-in-law will definitely feed my sister-in-law well!"

"Haha..." Cheung street patted her and laughed. At last, he wrapped his arms around her waist and walked down the stairs gracefully.

Listening to Cheung street's cheerful laughter, Tong Hua was also laughing.