Chapter 46 Unfinished Events

The landlord's surname is Song. He went to Australia to work in his early years and has now settled there.

This house in China was an inheritance left to her by her parents. Her father had passed away due to illness, leaving her mother alone in China. After she finally made it through, her mother was diagnosed with cancer but refused treatment. Miss Song took her on a tour of several countries, but she collapsed shortly after returning.

The house had been in a state of decay for a long time before it was rented out. She had told Dr. He that the upstairs was where her parents had lived, and she hoped to keep it in its original state and undisturbed.

Last year, she went back and saw that Xiaolou was being well cared for by Dr. He. She felt a sense of fate that her mother's years of pain had been healed by a doctor who had come to stay.

Miss Song agreed to make this phone call with the buyer because the agent was very persistent and said that the buyer was very sincere, to an extent that Miss Song could not have imagined, and hoped that Miss Song would reconsider it seriously.

Song wasn't impressed. She was curious about how sincere the offer was. The agent explained that the buyer was the current tenant's boyfriend, who wanted to buy the property for his girlfriend to avoid the worry of a commute. He already had his own house near his workplace. The buyer claimed that as a sign of sincerity, he was willing to do a free favor for the landlord.

In the end, Song agreed to the call. She still didn't plan to sell her parents' house. She was just a little curious about what kind of man Dr. He would associate with. He would speak so boldly. A man who dared to write such a blank check was definitely not just talking.

The phone call lasted less than twenty minutes. Song's meaning was clear: she wasn't so broke as to sell her family property. Mr. Zong stopped pushing her. He offered to pay a few more years' rent, giving them first refusal if Miss Song changed her mind.

Song Waner asked Zong, you are not her boyfriend yet, right?

Zong didn't say anything.

Song knew that she guessed right. The real boyfriend didn't want to do such secret things behind his back, so he just gave the money to his girlfriend and that was it.

Mr. Zong said indifferently that, personally, he thought the apartment was too small, so small that he couldn't move around. But she liked it, so much so that she was willing to rent it even with a guarantor. That's why I wanted to try to talk to the landlord. Besides, I was her boyfriend and I'll always be.

Because Song didn't switch back to Chinese when he was teasing her just now, he responded to her in English.

Song did not agree to a deal to pay a few more years of rent, claiming that her only contracted tenant was Dr. He.

Mr. Zong’s patience was completely exhausted, and he asked the other party, “Then what was your purpose in agreeing to the call?”

Listen to the tone of those who dare to write blank checks.

Zong wishes her everlasting friendship with the kangaroos on her side.

The landlady laughed out loud. Only then did she have the idea of ​​making a deal. She said that there was no reason to refuse money that was delivered to her door. She agreed to the buyer's application to renew the rent for a few more years, but also gave the other party a clear disclaimer. The lease was based on years, and the corresponding deposit should also be based on years. If you want to return the money at that time, you cannot return the deposit.

Mr. Zong said: "Don't worry, she is a very loyal person. Unless she accidentally digs up a body buried in your house, it is likely that she will not move easily unless their hospital closes."

Song felt that this man was too arrogant and narcissistic. She asked him, "Are you pursuing your ex-girlfriend again?"

If Miss Song is willing to help me this time, Zong said calmly.

Women are naturally emotional, so the landlord nodded and agreed, saying that he would email him the new lease in a few days.

Only after the initial intention was reached did Zong Chi finally reveal his true intentions and said, "Perhaps you can explain to me why she chose your house."

*

At this moment, Zong Chi was standing in front of He Dongli, still not believing what the landlord said. She did not give Zong Chi an accurate answer, but only said that when she met Dr. He that day, she was depressed and depressed. Finally, she looked at the bouquet of flowers that Miss Song placed in the sink, and then she formally spoke.

Dr. He told her that she had a friend who also loved to grow flowers in this way.

The landlord immediately exposed Zong Chi and said, "You must be that friend."

Zong Chi never thought that what she liked was not the house itself.

Just as he couldn't understand why she had a BlackBerry that she didn't even want in the first place.

Those hundreds of roses and lilies on Sangtian Road were clearly bought by him in a fit of madness just to show her. It wasn't because he loved growing flowers, as she had claimed. There were simply too many of them, and there was no room for a vase. That's why he had them grown in the pond.

So, Zong Chi immediately called He Dongli, and she answered the call quickly. He suddenly understood everything.

She understood the paradox that had been bothering her all those years. She had asked to break up with him many times, but each time she was rejected.

She understood that even though they had quarreled many times over the years, Zong Chi insisted on meeting her and she never let him down.

Even that time at Sangtian Road.

The more proud she was, the more exhausted she was by Zong Chi's torture. In the end, all she remembered of her emergency escape was the hundreds of flowers soaking in the pond.

Zong Chi insisted that she come to the swimming pool to find him because he wanted to tell her that no matter how many times, as long as she came, he would definitely come ashore and stay for her.

As their eyes met, Zong Chi's opening remarks were a bit shocking, but he managed to hold them back for now. He wanted to fulfill his promise. He had said that they would get married after she officially graduated.

He wanted to tell her, let's get married.

However, these five words would at least make her turn around and leave if she didn't faint.

After finishing, Zong Chi used the towel in his hand to wipe the water off her face. She moved away, but he stopped her and said, "Your face is all dirty."

As he wiped, he laughed. He Dongli realized that he had other intentions and pushed him away. Zong Chi smiled and wiped her, then threw away the towel in his hand and asked her to sit for a while while he went to rinse.

After Zong Chi finished showering, put on his shirt and trousers, and walked towards He Dongli with his simple change of clothes bag in his hand, she couldn't help but frown, "Did you spill my perfume when you went out?"

Zong Chi reached out and took her hand, and the two walked out together. "Does it smell good? I need to meet some representatives. What's wrong with the smell of wine and aroma?"

"not good."

"What's wrong?"

"It smells too good and seems inappropriate." He Dongli criticized truthfully.

Zong Chi moved closer to let her smell it again, "Is it really that fragrant?"

"It's about half a bottle, what do you think?"

"Nonsense, I only put a little on my clothes."

He Dongli tilted his head to look at him, and Zong Chi did not explain why he was so abnormal today.

After leaving the swimming pool, he led her straight to the hotel gate, got in the car, and headed to Chen Xiangyang's villa. On the way, He Dongli asked Zong Chi, "Isn't his housewarming party on the winter solstice?"

"Well, tonight he's entertaining some friendly competitors in advance. So he insisted on getting me to support him."

"Then is it appropriate for you to go with this fragrance?"

"What's inappropriate?" He asked her again, "Are you going to the housewarming party?"

He Dongli showed him her schedule. She was on duty in the ward that day.

There was a clear sense of disappointment in Zong Chi's eyes. "Can't you ask a colleague for help?"

He Dongli explained to him that this has always been the rule in the department, and that families with elderly and children tend to be on standby during holidays.

Zong Chi heard this and said, "Oh, now that you have a family, can you also apply for the standby shift?"

He Dongli was like a person who was eating a meal, but a stone knocked her teeth while she was chewing. She was stunned for a long time. Zong Chi complained again, "I brought you the invitation anyway. If you don't want to go, just tell Chen Xiangyang yourself."

“…”

"I was going to introduce you to someone in the same industry."

He Dongli guessed that it was Tan Zhengjin.

Zong Chi continued with the second half of his sentence, "If you don't go, it will save me a lot of trouble."

He Dongli asked him for the second time, "Which fellow traveler?"

"I'll tell you when you go."

He Dongli had just shown him the shift schedule, and only now saw Yu Xiaohan's WeChat message. In fact, at the kitchen door, He Dongli almost blurted out, "Mom, you know Zong Chi is back? Yes, he's back. He was at my place last night..."

She didn't know how to tell her mother. This feeling of guilt was no less than when she felt her mother had betrayed her father.

She couldn't explain the feeling of being powerless. Zong Chi had been so arrogant and domineering towards her mother back then, and now she was still with him. This connection was even harder to untangle than a feud.

The moment she left, she felt like a gambler, whose most fundamental principle is a guaranteed comeback on the next hand. It's also like a certain psychological effect: people tend to have stronger memory drives and psychological implications for unfinished events.

It was difficult for her to convince her mother that Zongchi was an unfinished business for her.

*

He Dongli didn't give Zong Chi a formal reply until they arrived at Chen Xiangyang's villa. Indeed, on that day, a day of family reunion, it was difficult for He Dongli to open his mouth to his colleagues.

Chen Xiangyang and He Dongli had known each other for over eight years, and she had never had any private interactions with him. This was her first time at his place.

Zong Chi told her that this was the place Chen Xiangyang bought for his elderly mother to live in. It was a duplex villa, half of which was for his mother to live in, and the other half was for him to stay occasionally.

He Dongli was confused about what a duplex villa was, so Zong Chi simply led her around to the north. It turned out there was a main entrance on the north side, which was equivalent to a villa, divided equally between north and south. From an aerial perspective, it was like two mortise and tenon-jointed building blocks fitting together into a complete whole.

Zong Chi asked her if she liked this kind of house layout. "For example, if your mother lives in the north half, you can be closer to her without disturbing each other."

Before He Dongli could process his baffling question, Chen Xiangyang had already come out to look for Zong Chi. He shouted from a distance, "I said the car was here, why is he gone?"

Zong Chi had no intention of attending the meeting. He simply said to Chen Xiangyang indifferently, "She is curious about how you and your mother live in separate houses. I will explain it to her."

Chen Xiangyang walked closer and continued, "Don't be curious. You won't need it. It's the same principle whether you're with your mother-in-law or your mother. If you can avoid living together, then do so."

After that, he invited the guest in.

*

Chen Xiangyang's girlfriend Li Anni was greeting Mr. Zong at the door. In just one month, Dr. He, who was at odds with Mr. Zong at the time, has now become his companion.

Before Mr. Zong came, Chen Xiangyang had already reminded him that he must not say a word about what happened at the Zhou family last night. If you let out a word, the sky will fall!

Li Anni, still enjoying the fun, couldn't help but secretly complain about Zong Chi. "Oh, what a pretentious guy! Turns out he's also got one wife after another." So, men can't be trusted. Li Anni has seen too many turmoil in wealthy families, most of which were abandoned after being rejected.

Although Dr. He wasn't a warm person, he was clearly kind. In this world, kindness is roughly equivalent to honesty, and honesty can't compete with unorthodox practices.

Even worse than someone of equal status. Last night, Miss Zhou, young but quite impressive, broke her bottle of night cream and demanded compensation. Li Anni, thinking she might become Zong Chi's wife in the future, decided to leave her alone and jokingly said it was okay. But she insisted. Li Anni figured they should at least exchange contact information before discussing compensation. In the end, the class princess simply paid her the compensation and went back to her room.

Li Anni is a vulgar person. Instead of obediently siding with one side, she should have "excluded those who disagreed." In short, if the wife of Chen Xiangyang's superior had to choose between Zhou and He, she'd choose Dr. He. Putting aside other considerations, Zong Chi's arrogant personality—the fact that he was willing to return and bow after being dumped—is Dr. He's already won. Regardless of whether there's a final status, he's won completely.

Li Anni then greeted Mr. Zong and his female companion with a smile, and enthusiastically offered to take Dr. He to meet her sisters, as there was a card table waiting for them at Chen Xiangyang's end.

Zong Chi took He Dongli's down jacket and took it off. She was wearing a neat shirt and pants underneath, and she was tall and slender. Standing next to Miss Li, she looked a little out of place. He knew that she probably had nothing in common with them, so he hinted at her, "Are you happy to go? Didn't you say you wanted to play cards? I'll teach you a few rounds."

He Dongli, however, seemed to have not understood. She agreed to go over and sit for a while, agreeing to Miss Li's request. She took out her phone from Zong Chi's coat and said to him, "Go ahead."

After the two women went upstairs, Zong Chi was the first to complain, "She even sent me away. This is new, really new."

Chen Xiangyang hurriedly dragged Zong Chi to the social event and couldn't help teasing him, "You're the new one. If those women talk together, they'll eat you up. Don't be funny. If someone doesn't know, they'll think you're sending your daughter to kindergarten!"

Zong Chi looked like he knew nothing, then remembered something and glared at Chen Xiangyang, "Is your girlfriend's mouth shut? Stop telling me nonsense."

"What nonsense are you talking about? What nonsense can you say? Oh, Master Zong also knows that he is in the wrong, right? His fiancée comes running over, and his old love is rekindled. What a guy, he wants to have the best of both worlds."

Zong Chi threw the clothes he was holding at the foul-mouthed man's face. He quickly straightened his clothes afterward. A photo ID fell out of the inside pocket of He Dongli's down jacket. He picked it up and looked at the doctor she had finally managed to get. Others didn't know, but he felt the same way. She had suffered for twelve whole years.

*

He Dongli sat in this intimate gathering for about half an hour. Li Anni's friends, knowing that her mentor was Director Cheng, a renowned plastic surgeon, started asking her for gossip, asking if a certain celebrity had their nose done by Director Cheng. That was the rumor in the industry.

He Dongli adhered to his professional ethics and said he would not answer any related questions.

Hostess Li Anni came to Dr. He's rescue in a hostess-like manner, saying that this involved a very strict confidentiality agreement and asked Dr. He what he wanted to say.

He Dongli knew that if she continued to dwell on this topic, even if she didn't say anything, they would misinterpret it as her consent. Before she could make an excuse to go to the bathroom, someone knocked on the door. Li Anni saw Zong Chi coming and quickly stood up to greet him. Zong Chi said frankly that he had brought Dongli with him.

Li Anni couldn't help but tease Mr. Zong, "You're watching us so closely. We were just learning from Dr. He, and you insisted on taking her away. If someone didn't know better, they'd think we were cannibals."

Including today, Li Anni hadn't spoken more than ten formal words to Zong Chi. Zong Chi listened to her, his eyes quickly glancing at her face. He knew that Chen Xiangyang was probably taking credit for keeping the other person last night. "Miss Li said she was going to seek the scriptures. How could she not eat people on the way?"

Li Anni immediately sensed Zong Chi's displeasure. She felt somewhat embarrassed in front of her sisters, thinking this young master was truly over the top in his arrogance.

Zong Chi was concentrating on talking to his people and asked her to come over and help him play cards. He had a headache and didn't want to play, so he asked her if she was done talking and told her to come over if she was.

He Dongli was at a loss as to whether to sit or not, especially after she heard Zong Chi stung Miss Li. She felt a little uncomfortable. She stood up and wanted to go with Zong Chi to prevent him from causing another disturbance.

Zong Chi had just left with his men when Li Anni threw her shawl onto the sofa and said to her sisters, "You're pretending to be something. Actually, you're just guilty. Humph, even if men evolve for another thousand years, they'll all be the brains of three wives and four concubines."

Some of the sisters knew about Zong Chi and were about to open their mouths to eat melons. Li Anni shushed them. "Keep your voice down! Don't let anyone hear."

*

He Dongli learned how to play mahjong from Zong Chi.

When she first started playing, she was full of jokers. When she announced the cards, she would always call out "two" for every second card in the row. God knows how the other three players would laugh every time she called out "two bamboos."

Lin Jiaoyu laughed the loudest. Whenever she came to sit on the stool, Lin Jiaoyu would give her a nickname: "Liangliang, play your cards quickly, you're covering your dick."

He Dongli was the type who was particularly afraid of making a fool of herself. She couldn't keep up with their pace, so she decided to give her place to Zongchi. He watched from the side, telling her to play regardless of their shouting. When she fiddled with the cards and played the wrong one, Zongchi remained silent. By the time she realized she'd made a mistake, the next player had already drawn a card. They wouldn't let He Dongli take it back, so Zongchi grabbed the next player's card and put it back while asking his girlfriend to take the wrong one back.

Lin Jiaoyu was cursing at his father, "Get lost, Zong Chi, you two can just get into bed and fight. Who tolerated your bad habits? You're still going to take it back, right?"

Zong Chi went around to Lin Jiaoyu's side to look at his cards, to see how good they were, and he was so anxious. But he didn't have a good hand, and he scolded him, "What's the point of being so anxious? She just learned it, isn't she? She's so thin-skinned, she's so anxious that her nose is sweating. How dare three grown men bully a woman? She can't understand this card, so she has to put it in her head. How do you think she got such a high score? It's all because of her stubbornness. Just give her some leeway!"

After He Dongli finally learned the game, Zong Chi's friends were unwilling to play with him, and even she, a bench player, was not allowed to play. Lin Jiaoyu said, "Ali, you learn mahjong so that we can seriously examine Zong Chi's character and playing style." This guy can't get it, so he steals it.

-

In recent years, she has occasionally played with colleagues. But she has not forgotten it. Perhaps this is her advantage. Once she learns something, she can't easily give it up.

Zong Chi sat next to her, looked at her two cards, and said calmly, "Is there a mahjong table in the operating room?"

"No," He Dongli was so skilled that he could throw the cards into the hall without reporting them, "but I figured out the formula. I can't forget the formula."

Zong Chi scoffed. The person sitting next to He Dongli was an executive at a major internet company. He was already in a winning position, fishing for a single Zhang. Before the game, the cards played were Tong (a bamboo card). When it was He Dongli's turn, she guessed the next player would win with a few nearby Tong cards. However, she could only win if she played a risky Tong (a bamboo card).

She thought about it briefly and decided to take a gamble. Just as she pulled out the card, Zong Chi nudged her from behind her legs. Before she could react, the veteran at the table had already begun to catch the cheater. "Coaxing your girlfriend is easy, but cheating is a big deal, Mr. Zong."

Zong Chi remained calm and refused to admit it. He Dongli didn't wait for him to say anything before he played the bamboo card in his hand. Without a doubt, the next player won. Zong Chi didn't hide it anymore, and his attempt to protect his brother failed. "I already warned you, but you still played. You are so stubborn."

A chorus of laughter filled the room. The stakes weren't important anymore; what mattered was that Zong Chi's character had been ruined again.

He had told her before that not losing is winning.

He Dongli felt that he had a businessman's mindset, a fox's mindset. She, on the other hand, had a competitive mindset, and even if she lost, she had to lose with honor.

After they finally got the chance to move, He Dongli wanted to let Zong Chi beat her, but she claimed her waist hurt from sitting. Even so, he refused to let her go and asked her to watch him beat him. He then told her that he had asked the kitchen to prepare pepper and sesame fish for her.

He Dongli was suspicious and she blamed him, "What did Miss Li do to you? Why did you speak so harshly?"

Zong Chi said, "Really? I'm just worried that you won't get along with them."

He Dongli actually wanted to help him socialize, not be kept by him. She was about to get up and go out for a walk when Zong Chi looked up and called out, "Xixi, I want to eat an orange. Can you peel one for me?"

In front of a room full of people, He Dongli stood there in a daze. Zong Chi pointed at the cards in his hand, indicating that the mahjong was extremely dirty.

Finally, He Dongli washed her hands and helped him peel an orange. The flesh was spread out on the orange peel. When someone asked her for more, He Dongli got angry and told him to eat it himself while she went out for a walk.

Before the banquet began that night, Zong Chi fulfilled his bet. He drank three glasses of wine as punishment. The party was boisterous, with men and women seated separately. However, Li Anni never came to call He Dongli over. While Zong Chi and his friends were sharing the wine and making a fuss, she took her glass and left the table, hoping to use the opportunity of a toast to soften Zong Chi's earlier arrogance.

As a result, the female guests at this table didn't eat much at all and went upstairs to have drinks and tea.

He Dongli was holding a glass of red wine and was about to knock on the door when he heard a lot of discussion inside, "Who will become the main wife?"

Li Anni told her sisters about Chen Xiangyang's pillow talk, "Using our Lao Chen's words, does the main wife always win? One is in Singapore and the other is in China. They don't interfere with each other. Isn't that great?"

My best friend then said, "You've seen both of them, which one is prettier?"

Li Anni sarcastically said, "You'd have to ask me. Is it any use for us to decide who's prettier? Men are just like that. Can they stay beautiful forever? Oh, just look at his father. Talent is worthless next to beauty."

"Has Zongchi's fiancée returned to Singapore yet?"

"My future mother-in-law has come to protect me personally, eh."

The women's private conversations started and ended at another moment.

The person at the door put down his hand silently. She held the cup in her hand and went straight to the bathroom. She closed the door and wanted to take a sip of wine to suppress the wine rising in her throat. However, her limited alcohol tolerance allowed her to only take a sip. In the end, she leaned over and spit it all out.

The red wine is like her blood.

…

He Dongli leaned her hands on the basin and looked at herself in the mirror for a long time. She looked so plain among the people dressed in jewels tonight that she even felt it was inappropriate for herself.

There is a pale feeling of being mixed with pearls.

She rinsed her mouth with water and thought about Zong Chi's phone call upstairs last night, his silence all morning, his guilty conscience when he called her today, the many chances she had given him to speak but he had avoided the topic, the way he watched her and held her captive, refusing her to even speak to Li Anni.

Then she thought about how he acted last night, his hands and the stain on her face, and how she was afraid that her mother would find out and say something she didn't want to hear, so she carefully hid it for him. All these things, and the biggest stone in her heart, how should she let him know? I promised your mother that I would never see you again. After all, your mother kept saying that I seduced you, and in order to get rid of me, she paid me an almost astronomical breakup fee.

He Dongli looked at herself in the mirror, feeling angry. She didn't believe it. She didn't believe Zong Chi had a so-called fiancée. He wasn't that kind of person. He had always been open and honest.

The next second, a call came on the phone, shattering all of He Dongli's confidence and dignity.

The voice from the other end was cold and indifferent, speaking softly. She asked Dongli if he was free to meet her tomorrow, as she happened to be here.

He Dongli subconsciously refused, as if avoiding a ghost.

When she came out of the bathroom and opened the door, Zong Chi was waiting outside.

Seeing that her face was as pale as paper and her lips were red, I asked her what was wrong with a smile.

He Dongli almost wanted to vomit out everything in her heart. As she looked at him, she realized what it was like for him to hold back. At least his mother was in China, and he didn't tell her.

At least there really is such a person that Li Anni and the others were talking about.

But she knew nothing and walked up to him willingly again and again.

At this moment, she gave him one last chance and looked at him with a lost look, "Zongchi, what were you busy with this morning?"

"Busy with your... sheets, busy with work." After saying that, he walked towards her with a reserved attitude. The fragrance on his body had been covered by the cigarettes and alcohol in the social gatherings. He Dongli was not even sure whether this fragrance was hers.

She just felt like a sacrifice, being chewed and kissed.

When the ideas she had built up in her heart finally collapsed before her eyes, He Dongli discovered that she was not as magnanimous and resigned as she had imagined. Zong Chi's reservations almost uncontrollably fueled her desire for revenge.

For so many years, whenever she thought of Yu Weishi's words, she felt dissatisfied. Yu Weishi felt that He Dongli had seduced her son and did not love and respect him properly, treating him as the heaven and the earth, instead of arguing with him at every turn.

Yet, she had always forgiven her son with a filter. She didn't even know how evil her son was. He had even used up the last golden ticket in He Dongli's heart. He had lied to her. He had always only told the truth in front of her, but now, because of his mother, He Dongli was almost angry and wanted to take revenge on him.

So, for the first time, she took the initiative to retaliate against this man who was full of lies. She had kissed him countless times, but she had never been able to win. Because of the disparity in strength, because he had been training and soaking in the water for years, he was like that damn tuna, the reason why it was delicious was that he had been swimming freely all his life. He Dongli tugged at his sleeves, forcing him to bend over, forcing him to lower his face towards her, and finally dragged his tongue hard and bit it.

Zong Chi sneered and turned his hands away from their faces. His breath made her close her eyes instinctively. "What's wrong? Did you compete with them in drinking?"

She didn't want to hear what he said. He used his tie to wipe off her smudged lipstick, and He Dongli also had a blank expression.

She was about to say that she had something to do at the hospital and wanted to leave early, but Zong Chi spoke first, "The pepper and sesame fish is on the table, and I can't find you."

He Dongli looked at him, thinking about the fish soup her mother had cooked for her, and was glad that sometimes it made sense to think twice before acting. At least, at this moment, she didn't have to be scolded by her mother anymore.

It’s a pity that He Dongli didn’t get to eat the pepper and sesame fish as he wished that night.

Before they returned to the table, Zong Chi received a call from his father, who informed him to come to Shanghai overnight to discuss something.

In all the years she'd been by Zong Chi's side, this was the only time she'd seen him so enthusiastically support his father and his family. Less than ten minutes later, Zong Chi and everyone at the table drank a full glass of wine as an apology, then announced a family emergency that he had to rush over. Throwing away the wine glass, he assured Chen Xiangyang in a reassuring tone that he needed to meet with the old man and that he would leave Dongli to him.

He Dongli came out to the corridor, pretending to see Zong Chi off. The latter kissed her cheek in front of Chen Xiangyang. She tested him without thinking, "Your clothes are still with me. Do you want to pick them up tonight?"

Zong Chi knew she was making things difficult for him, "Wait until I come back, okay?"

"Zongchi, your clothes are probably smelly."

The drunken man, determined to leave, didn't understand much of the mystery. Chen Xiangyang joked with him again, telling him not to worry, Dongli would stay there tonight.

Zong Chi's brows suddenly darkened, and he said in an ordering tone, "Send her back." Then he got into the car without looking back and drove away.

After a moment, Chen Xiangyang wanted to invite Dongli in, saying that she hadn't eaten much the whole night.

He Dongli, relying on the residual power of Zong, felt that it was unusually cold outside. "Please take me back, thank you."