See You Tonight, Master Su

From that night on, Su Minglang really kept his promise and moved to the guest room to sleep. She was also treated with care and courtesy, and there was hardly anything excessive or overstepping other than the occasional touch. And his long-time' action' was, according to him, within the reasonable limits of comforting his daughter in order to fulfill his father's duty.

Tong Hua accepted this arrangement, and in her private heart, she did not really want to be at odds with Su Minglang. In any case, she had to look at the face of the buddha without looking at the face of the monk. For the sake of the child's physical and mental health, she could not be too cruel to their father. Speaking of which, although she was stubborn, she was not unreasonable and did not want to leave a shadow in her son's heart.

So, although she was not calm, everything was very calm in front of her son.

Of course, Xiaotaiyang was also an intelligent master and had been working hard to cooperate with his father. In addition to the daily request that dad be twice as good to mom, as long as mom's face in front of dad was not good, he would have a bitter little face, saying that his nervous breakdown was a little tight, afraid that there would be signs of depression again. Knowing that this little fellow was faking it, who wouldn't listen to the child as a mother?

As a result, comrade Tong Hua was left at home alive by two father and son. Su Minglang was very happy with her compromise, but he did not think that she had forgiven him.

In a person's heart, if there is a past of being deceived and distrusted, in the future, it will be even more difficult to build up the original trust. He knew all this very well. Moreover, this woman was soft on the outside and firm on the inside. As long as she did not really let go one day, he really had to grasp the standard of getting along with her.

Therefore, as a man whose wife was pregnant, he would do his best to take care of the pregnant woman whenever he had the time. Even after thinking about the big things in bed a thousand times, he didn't dare to mess around in front of her at all. Even if he wanted to go crazy, it was not good to ask her for pleasure, so he could only take advantage of her good mood, borrow the girl's excuse, and rub her body to relieve his hunger.

On such a day, in order to create a good environment for the baby to grow up, Tong Hua was also trying to control his mood.

Don't think about unhappy things. Don't be angry, don't be anxious, calm down, relax, listen to music, read a book, walk on the quiet garden path or walk on the lawn, try to develop your emotions in a positive way.

The day before the mid-autumn festival, she received a call from Cheung street. His voice was low and he couldn't tell how he was feeling, but his words were filled with concern for her. "Tong Hua, how's your health?"

Thinking of his care over the past few days, Tong Hua thanked him easily and said with a smile, "Thank you for caring so much about me."

Cheung street chuckled. "Am I not your brother?"

Smiling, Tong Hua thought about it and asked, "Are you okay?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Cheung street dismissed her with a good word. Finally, he smiled and teased, "I'm afraid you won't be able to spend the mid-autumn festival with me, right?"

Tong Hua chuckled. "I have to spend time with my son. It's the first mid-autumn festival. The little guy is very excited."

"That's good, Tong Hua. Pay more attention to your health. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay!"

Just as she was about to hang up, Cheung street called out, "Tong Hua!"

Suddenly, Tong Hua asked softly, "What's wrong?"

After a moment of silence, Cheung street seemed to have something to say. Finally, he sighed, "Nothing. Happy mid-autumn festival!"

Tong Hua paused and smiled. "Happy mid-autumn festival!" She was not stupid. She knew clearly that Cheung street had something to say. However, since he stopped talking, she stopped asking. When he wanted to say it, he would say it!

In a flash, it was mid-autumn day.

In the morning, Tong Hua woke up from one nightmare after another.

His head was drenched in cold sweat and his hair was wet from his forehead, and his back was cold. Gasping for breath, she reached out her right hand and clutched it against her pounding chest as she recalled the horrific scenes she had experienced in her dream. She was at a loss for what to do, as if the number of nightmares she had had increased since she became pregnant. Especially the scene of the car accident that zhang jie's family unintentionally dreamed of last time, it became clearer and clearer in her mind.

In the dream, the sky was full of blood red, blurring her eyes. The person who was hit and flew was just like herself. In the dream, there was the man's choking voice.

"Tong Hua, Tong Hua... You're so silly..."

"Tong Hua, I swear I will take revenge..."

Every time she appeared, there were only two sentences. She felt familiar, but she just couldn't remember what a strange dream it was. After a moment of silence and a series of scenes in the dream, she slowly opened her eyes.

Outside the window, the sky was still bright. It was supposed to be a good day today. She let out a foul breath and finally let go of her feelings of being haunted by nightmares.

Rubbing the Taiyangxue and pondering for a long time, she slowly calmed down, got out of bed and sucked on her slippers. She pushed open the window and stood on the balcony.

Today's villa, a new look, everyone's year round in a foreign country, Su Minglang and Tong Hua every time they work hard to bring the domestic holidays, let everyone have a good atmosphere.

Under the golden light, the courtyard outside was tidied up more neatly than usual. From afar, you could see the fresh and quiet lush jinshan. In the garden, the flowers and trees were neatly trimmed, and the freshly watered branches were glistening with water reflecting the sunlight.

Very beautiful! Even more beautiful was a viewing platform in the middle of the garden.

On the stage, Su Minglang and Xiaotaiyang were busy. Last night, Su Minglang said that the mid-autumn festival weather was very good. He wanted to set up the moon viewing platform for the night. Then, the whole family would watch the moon together.

As he was setting up the tablecloth, he was wearing a simple grey and white casual suit. The atmosphere of the man in the house contained his usual unrestrained, simple clothes, but did not detract from his elegant temperament.

This man looks good no matter what he wears.

Leaning lazily against the balcony, she relaxed and watched him and Xiaotaiyang meet from time to time, muttering something. One moment he touched Xiaotaiyang's face, the next Xiaotaiyang pouted at him, and the next the father and son looked at each other and laughed. The return to life was pure homely bliss, and she couldn't help but smile.

Not knowing if she could sense her gaze, the busy man downstairs raised his head, a handsome face full of broken gold sunshine smile, "Tong Hua, come down!" He shouted.

She smiled at him and Tong Hua said, "Okay."

She had a good attitude today, and he was very happy. He raised his head and continued, "Do you like it? Tonight, our family can sit here and watch the moon!"

At this point, he turned around and patted a big guy who had just been carried over. With a smile, he said, "Tong Hua, did you see that? I have an observatory by myself today. This guy has a 225 mm caliber and an effective magnification of 450 times. Su Nian said that he could clearly see the surface of the moon. Is that good?"

Tong Hua knew that Su Nian liked to play with these things the most.

The corners of her lips were raised, and her heart grew softer as she watched Xiaotaiyang crawl excitedly through the binoculars.

"Is Su Nian coming back too?"

Su Minglang smiled. "Well, I came back last night. I went to work. I'll be back in the afternoon."

Tong Hua said "Oh."

Xiaotaiyang, who was riding on the telescope, was displeased when he saw that she was only talking but was standing still upstairs. Raising his little face, he waved at her with all his might and raised his voice like a happy little yellow bird.

Mummy, come down! Come down quickly!"

How dare he not obey his son's greeting? Tong Hua smiled and nodded, changed his clothes and went down.

It could be seen that Su Minglang was genuinely trying to make the mid-autumn festival a good time for the family reunion. He personally trimmed the flower racks and vines in the garden, placed the items for the moon appreciation at night on a table covered with pastoral floral tablecloths, and even placed an efficient sound system, pulled up the neon lights, and made the family's moon appreciation table look like it was.

Touching Xiaotaiyang's head, Tong Hua smelled the fragrance of the flowers and plants in the clear room and was in a good mood. "Son, what kind of filling do you like to eat?"

Xiaotaiyang's big eyes rolled around, and without thinking, he looked up and said in a daze, "Xiaotaiyang likes to eat moon cakes with mommy, daddy, and brother. Well, only you guys are by my side, and the moon cakes with all kinds of stuffing are delicious."

This little guy...

Tong Hua was stunned for a moment, his brows raised with a smile, and he couldn't help but look at Su Minglang. The man also looked at her gently. Both of them knew the virtue of their son and what he meant by what he didn't say.

Su Minglang's eyes darkened, and he smiled at her. The dark clouds that had been gathering in his heart for many days dissipated. He reached out and rubbed his son's head with all his might. "Son, every mid-autumn festival in the future, our family will eat moon cakes together."

Then, he tilted his head. "Right, Tong Hua?"

Looking at the anticipation in his eyes, Tong Hua didn't want to just answer, but he didn't have the heart to refute him directly. So, he could only move his eyes away quickly and put his eyes on Xiaotaiyang softly. His voice answered him gently, "Xiaotaiyang, mommy will always be with you."

After breakfast, the family was ready to leave. There were fewer people in the villa today.

Except for the people on duty, everyone else was sent back by Su Minglang for the festival.

Miss Xiaoyu, who was going to see her parents-in-law, naturally did not have to say much. Feeling uneasy, she had not slept well last night, so she packed herself up early in the morning, looked at herself in the mirror again and again, and then followed the steward back to the housekeeper.

These two people, if nothing happens, the good news is basically close.

Liao Chang left in the morning. His mother had been calling and calling from the day before yesterday, urging him to go home for the holidays. He said he was an old comrade of his father's. When he heard that his family had come to england, he wanted to come home. This time, the whole family came to visit him and told him not to neglect him.

Most importantly, his father's old comrade-in-arms had an unmarried beautiful blonde daughter. From his mother's tone, it seemed that he liked that girl. He had to look at her everywhere and be happy to be married!

But it was Liao Chang's mother who was happy, not Liao Chang herself.

Originally, she wanted to ask Sun Yu to elope and find a place to celebrate the festival. Unexpectedly, miss sun did not leave him any affection and just gave him a cold look. She packed up her things and went home with him for the festival. He didn't even give her a chance to'drop her off'.

So, Liao Chang left depressed, and comrade Gu Ji left yesterday afternoon.

His father died early, and his widowed mother had just retired. Gu Ji brought his mother here. However, her mother lived on a chinese street, so it was easy to communicate and get used to life here quickly. He had planned to arrange the mid-autumn festival for Su Minglang's villa before, so it was a temporary idea to go home. Everyone was a little strange, but they didn't ask much.

However, before he left, he looked for tong tian. At that time, she was just coming out of the little sun's room, and he was blocking there, saying that he had something to give her. Tong Hua was surprised and let him go.

When he entered his room, he found that there was a strong smell of tobacco in the room.

In her memory, Gu Ji never smoked. She heard that men like to smoke when they are upset, because tobacco can relieve their worries and fatigue. But in fact, she had rarely seen Gu Ji upset. In other words, he was basically not happy or sad. Every day, whenever I see him, I have the same expression.

Thinking about it this way, when she smelled the smoke, she really couldn't get used to it.

"Zhang jie asked me to give this to you." Without hesitation, Gu Ji handed her a bag. It was filled with all the things she had with her when she was at a small teahouse in Scotland, including her handbag, her cell phone, and some personal identification cards. Items, etc. On that day, when she left the state hotel, she didn't have time to go to Cheung street's place to get her things, so she left them behind. Unexpectedly, Cheung street handed it to Gu Ji.

But logically speaking, Gu Ji should give these things to Su Minglang. He didn't do this, but chose to give them to her alone. Why? She guessed that he might have something to say to herself.

However, she smiled as she took the item, thanked him, and saw that he had no more to say. Stunned for a moment, she smoothed her hair as if nothing had happened and smiled at him kindly. "Then, gu ji, I'll go first!"

Just as he stepped up, Gu Ji's muffled voice rang in his ear, "Sister-in-law!"

Holding his lower lip suspiciously, Tong Hua turned to look at him. But his thick brows were locked, and the hesitation on his face tightened his stiff expression even more. With a sudden jump of his brows, she hesitated. "Gu Ji, what else do you want?!"

Gu Ji did not answer her immediately, his face a little embarrassed, a clear black face, with an inexplicable red tide, not very comfortable between his hands and feet, and even his voice faltered. "No, nothing. I mean, I'm going to my mom's tomorrow. You and the president should be careful."

This... Obviously has nothing to say? Or was it not what he wanted to say? Tong Hua raised his eyebrows in confusion, looked at his redder face, and then smiled. "I will, Gu Ji, thank you. You should rest well after the holidays. Don't worry about us!"

Gu Ji let out a' yes' and moved his lips. After all, there were only three words. "I know."

For so long, Tong Hua rarely got along with him alone. Every time they met, Gu Ji was also polite to her. Basically, he didn't even raise his eyes at her. It was rare for him to look at her seriously. Today's situation was indeed a little abnormal, so abnormal that tong tian's curiosity was almost aroused.

Seeing that he wanted to say something but stopped, she glanced at him and laughed. "Gu Ji, you... Are you going to tell me this?"

Gu Ji looked at her sullenly, clenched his fists, thought about it, and nodded. "Mmm, and... Happy mid-autumn festival."

Tong Hua looked at him in astonishment. Seeing that he had no more words to say, he could only smile warmly at him, ready to lighten the atmosphere and at the same time ease his embarrassment.

"Hehe, you too. Happy mid-autumn festival. By the way, go home and take care of auntie for Minglang and me."

Gu Ji's eyes froze, his adam's apple slid down and he gave her a stiff smile.

"Okay." One word, he said it like a single syllable word.

However, Tong Hua had never seen Gu Ji smile. This was the first time that a warm, sunny, sincere smile touched her in an instant, and strangely moistened her eyes.

Tong Hua didn't want Gu Ji to see her, so he walked out immediately. For some reason, it was as if something was blocking his throat. No one could see it, but Su Minglang looked at her and saw that something was wrong with her.

Tong Hua told him everything about Gu Ji.

Gu Ji looked at Tong Hua with burning eyes. She was a woman, and she could feel something without anyone saying it. She had always known that this man was genuinely concerned about her. Unfortunately, some feelings, clearly grateful, can not be returned. Minglang naturally understood her.

His heart skipped a beat, and in her half-whining and half-coquettish tone, he perked up. "Okay, I won't talk about anything else, and I won't care about anyone else. But you, I'll spoil you every day until you're in a good mood."

Looking sideways, Tong Hua raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. "What are you going to do when you get used to it?"

Su Minglang was amused by her playful manner, but he did not dare to laugh. Instead, he put his arm around her sullenly and said, "Get used to it. Get used to it again!"

"Come on, put that away. Don't you say enough sweet nothings?! What happened?"

"Wife..." The man's pleading voice was extremely soft, with a familiar cool breath sprinkled on his head, which made Tong Hua sigh in his heart, cleared his mood and stopped joking with him. He turned to his grave face and asked him slowly.

"Su Minglang, Bai Jia, how is she?"

"Hmm?" Not knowing what she meant, Su Minglang's heart skipped, his handsome face folded, his brows raised, his eyes half-narrowed, and the end of the word' em'dragged long, with a vague doubt, as well as fear that she would cause trouble if she ate.

Tong Hua did not look up and looked straight ahead, her eyes still drooping. "You can arrange it another day. I want to see her."

After a moment of silence, Su Minglang spat out a word. "Okay!"

Bending her lips, Tong Hua's eyes twinkled. "You didn't even ask why I wanted to see her?"

Su Minglang raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his lips, and wrapped his hands loosely around her waist. He gently rubbed his palms on her soft waist line before coaxing her.

"A wife's words are an imperial edict. Don't dare disobey!"