Chapter 32 Please Save Her Last Name Carefully
Zong Chi was clearly scolding him, but He Dongli was so angry that his face almost turned red and his blood pressure soared.
When Yu Xiaohan had called him a bandit, He Dongli had blamed him for his arrogance, but she secretly understood that the reason she had truly drawn a line between herself and the Xu family over the years was precisely because of Zong Chi's reckless table-throwing attack that year. She hated him for disrespecting her mother, but she still had to admit that the confidence to do so wasn't something everyone was born with.
On the other end, Zong Chi was brazen. Recalling their past conflicts, he argued, "Are you completely innocent? I'm going to call your mom and ask her to judge this." Tonight, perhaps he'd lost his temper or perhaps been drunk and lost his mind, he blurted out, "Tell your mom about this and see if she'll approve. You forgot about it when you got up in the middle of the night and vomited into the toilet. You can only pour a few glasses. What if you get drunk out there? I promised her I wouldn't..."
He Dongli was so angry that she sobbed and ended his words, "You look down on my mother so much, why do you want her to judge cases?"
The call was hung up with a thud. He Dongli, still clutching the phone, was so angry he looked like a smoking clay Buddha.
It really proves the saying that even clay figures have tempers!
Zou Yan looked on with disdain and ridicule, reaching out his hand. Finally, he had to remind the clay Buddha, "Hey, my phone's battery is dead because of you two arguing."
He Dongli finally came to his senses and returned it to him angrily. Wiping his tears and blowing his nose, he asked him if the designated driver had arrived.
Zou Yan nodded and asked her, "How about I take you back, or wait for your personal driver to pick you up?"
He Dongli felt that Zou Yan's words were a great mockery. "I'll go back by myself. Send me a message when you get home."
Zou Yan asked her, "Then you don't want your own driver anymore."
He Dongli thought Zou Yan's drinking behavior was average, or at least noisy. She immediately called Chen Xiangyang and told him seriously that his driver shouldn't make a wasted trip.
Chen Xiangyang knew that Zong Chi was on a business trip, and his driver was currently assigned to Zong Chi's errands. Since Dongli could say this, he must have been sent by the eldest son of the Zong family to pick her up. Chen Xiangyang didn't suspect anything and simply asked Dongli, "What's wrong? Why don't you pick her up again? Dongli, don't bother with Zong Chi's temper. He and his old man are always barking like dogs."
He Dongli just told Chen Xiangyang that, and she was too lazy to explain the rest. She just hurriedly said, "I don't want to be his father, so why should I compete with him?"
Chen Xiangyang choked Dongli and laughed out loud. Finally, he wanted to persuade him again, but Dongli said goodbye to him politely.
Coming out of the bar and waiting for the designated driver to pick them up, Zou Yan asked her, "You really don't want me to take you there?"
"No, it's not on the way."
"You are afraid that your young master will be jealous."
He Dongli's face was indifferent. "I'm terribly scared. Let me tell you, if I had this fear, maybe, I mean, if I had obeyed and attached myself to him, or seduced him as some people think, I might have become a dazzled wife of the clan. It's even more likely that he would have grown tired of me before I was thirty, and I would have ended up with a generous divorce settlement. My life would have been a hundred times better than it is now."
Zou Yan truly found He Dongli amusing. He had never before realized she was so vicious. "How wonderful! Before she was thirty, she was already a wealthy, wealthy, and socialite."
He Dongli was a little unhappy when he heard the word death, "Please don't curse him."
Zou Yan once again lamented how disconnected He Dongli was in defending a man like this. He recalled the night he gave her the coffee machine. She was clearly in the room dealing with him, but she kept looking back at the person outside. Someone who didn't know would think she was afraid she'd fall into the toilet. Zou Yan taunted her harshly, "I'm not surprised that you two got married one day out of nowhere. He Dongli, based on the fact that you, an idiot, once suspected my sexual orientation, I have a legitimate suspicion that when you refused to let me help him find the cufflinks at your place that night, you were afraid I'd contact your ex."
"I didn't!" He Dongli retorted harshly, but it was basically a confession.
Zou Yan was jealous, but frank. "Lulu is right. I am indeed a little jealous of him. It's not because he is rich or has a good appearance, but because my good friend seems to be invisible to everyone else because of him."
"But," Zou Yan continued, "friendship is about addition and subtraction, while love is a chemical reaction."
"He Dongli, you love that person more than you think."
He Dongli rejected her friend's profiling of her. She changed the subject and asked Zou Yan what he planned to do about the trending topic.
"Qianxu will handle it herself." Zou Yan acted nonchalant. When he mentioned Qianchen, he called her by her real name.
If the PR is successful, it'll just be a boring marketing story; if it's not, it'll just be another incident in his scandal with a female celebrity. When a celebrity coerces an ordinary person, the ordinary person will always suffer, and their family will also be implicated and exposed.
He Dongli recalled Zou Yan's words of defense before leaving the house: calm but crazy. She knew only too well how far a calm person would be pushed before he would burst into such a crazy state.
He Dongli watched the designated driver sit in Zou Yan's driver's seat. She hurried to say a few words. She and Zou Yan had a tacit understanding that was even stronger after this battle. "The moment he called me, I wanted to beg him, Zou Yan. It was very strange, an indescribable feeling. I thought maybe I could help you this time, but more importantly, I wanted to tell him about this. I wanted him to know about it, and then..." He Dongli couldn't say it anymore, and then maybe we would regret something together.
Zou Yan laughed at her contemptuously, "Do you still need to beg him?"
He Dongli told his friend the truth, "You're laughing at me, but I rarely ask him for help, especially in our current relationship. If I ask him for help once, I'll feel... not to mention being humble, but with his personality, it's hard to get away from him."
Zou Yan didn't expect Dong Li to help him with anything. Instead, he told Dong Li a fact from a man's perspective, "If the person I love asks me, I will definitely do it for her. This isn't begging or demanding, but it's that she still thinks of me when she's in trouble. Love or affection is essentially a transformation of value, being needed and recognized. Men are very mean. You begging him, it makes him feel better than saying "I love you" ten thousand times."
He Dongli was in a daze for a long time. Maybe, in all those years, she had never asked him for anything, nor had she ever said to him, "I love you."
The best she could do to make peace was to hold onto her phone until 11:59 PM, calling him to celebrate his birthday. The moment the call went to voicemail, she felt like even God wasn't on her side. She wasn't even sure he was in Singapore; perhaps he wasn't even in her time zone.
After breaking up with him, she never made orange cake again. Jiang Xingyuan's mother's birthday was an exception. She thanked Dongli for always caring for them and gave him a basket of freshly picked seasonal oranges. He Dongli shared them with Keli, leaving two behind. She placed them by her bed, not wanting to peel or eat them. She eventually used them to make a cake for Jiang's mother's birthday. That night, Jiang Xingyuan knew this might be her mother's last. He Dongli let Jiang Xingyuan cry on her shoulder, feeling that no one in the world could truly empathize with her. Her greatest devotion was to be with her.
He Dongli held the birthday cake plate, scraped off the cream on top and tasted it. Although she didn't eat the orange flesh, she still remembered the taste.
*
When Chen Xiangyang called Zong Chi, the latter was waiting for updates on a domestic target data.
Chen Xiangyang got straight to the point, stating his opinion in a declarative tone, trying not to get himself into trouble. "Let me tell you something. The person you asked the driver to pick up just called me and said she doesn't want the driver to go anymore. She's going back on her own."
There was no sound from the other end. Even with the time difference, Chen Xiangyang could smell the smoke. He quickly hung up. He thought, who could possibly out-argue this master?
"Well, you're busy then."
Before Chen Xiangyang could finish his words, the other end suddenly started firing arrows. It was too late for Chen Xiangyang to run. "She went out to drink with that big eye boogers, drinking! With her male colleague, Zou Yan! She even yelled at me for a long time because of that guy and threatened me not to return to China. Why didn't I return to China for her? Who does she think she is, asking me to go back and continue to implement Zong Jingzhou's prohibition order? Damn, she is using this to make fun of me, right? Even if I don't enter China in this lifetime, she can't live with another man."
Chen Xiangyang could hear the jealousy at home, and he had to coax her. "Let's be honest, what you said is not like Dongli's style. Did she yell at you for another man? I don't believe it. Don't blame me. Even if you didn't yell at people, you could still be awarded the Nobel Prize and the Peace Prize. Don't you know Dongli's temper? She doesn't offend people easily, but she doesn't accept surrender easily either. The eldest brother of the Xu family has made overtures to her more than once, but do you think she pays attention? Sometimes I look at Dongli, and I even suspect that she only understands these things with you. Does she look at other men like specimens? Just having a drink with a male colleague, you look at how anxious you are."
Zong Chi scolded Chen Xiangyang, "You know nothing!"
"Yes, no one is allowed to know. Well, it's not a big deal. Smoking and drinking are not exclusive to men. Everyone needs to relieve themselves."
"Is that what I mean?"
"Whether you mean it or not, you're saying it. Every time you open your mouth, you exude a sense of oppression and authoritarianism. Ask your employees about this. You came to our company and didn't smile once during the entire meeting. Even our financial manager, who's been through a lot, is a little intimidated by you. One time, when she was talking to you, you didn't say anything. She even suspected there was something wrong with her newly permed hair."
Zong Chi didn't know whether he fainted from anger or was speechless.
Chen Xiangyang took advantage of the young master being beaten unconscious and continued, "It's just a social event, smoking and drinking, and the doctor is inevitable."
"She won't! She hates smokers the most. Her father died of lung cancer. She and I had so many arguments over cigarettes over the years. She gets drunk easily after just one sip. She doesn't feel much better even after sobering up. She complains of headaches and nausea, and it takes three days to recover. She is also very delicate and insists on eating the vegetable dumpling soup her mother made. Who can make it for her? Her mother will come as a dowry when she gets married!" Zong Chi muttered like this, but something suddenly flashed through his mind and he was stunned for a long time.
Chen Xiangyang didn't notice. "She was sober when she spoke to me, she didn't look drunk. You may be anxious, but don't say anything irritating to her. She seemed pretty angry on the phone just now. If she gets pissed off and runs away, what will become of you two if you delay for another five years?"
"She's still angry. Come on, tell me what she's angry about, what she said, she's always wrong to me." When He Dongli had a hangover and had no appetite for several days, Zong Chi called Ms. Yu to ask her how to make that dumpling soup. Yu Xiaohan asked how Xixi could drink so much, and Zong Chi had to take the blame. In the end, Ms. Yu scolded him for a long time. She scolded one and forgot to teach the other. The next day, Ms. Yu suddenly came over and finally solved the urgent problem, but he was also detained in the kitchen to peel a basket of broad beans and promised seriously that she would not let her drink alcohol in the future.
Chen Xiangyang dared not easily say anything about Zong Chi. No matter what, his initial capital chain was filled by Zong Chi, and it was also thanks to him that he was able to get to Zong Jingzhou's dock. To outsiders, the father and son seemed to be the one who had the final say, but Chen Xiangyang knew that the younger clan would be the head of the family sooner or later. The fact that he could come to make an open acquisition this time was because the old man turned a blind eye. Although the older clan had been controlling his son out of frustration with his son in the past few years, he was afraid in recent years for fear of extinction of his descendants. Zong Jingzhou scolded his son: He has such a stubborn temper. I don't know what Xiao He saw in him. It's rare that he could have been dating him for seven years.
Chen Xiangyang echoed Mr. Zong, "We're enemies, aren't we? You don't know, only when we talk about Miss He does he listen to us without getting angry. Even when we criticize him, he remains silent. You can say he's bad, but you can't say his girlfriend is bad, even if she's his ex. If this isn't a case of enemies, then what is?"
At this moment, Chen Xiangyang relayed Dongli's original words without fear, "I told you that you and your old man are always barking like dogs, and she said she doesn't want to be your father, so why compete with your father!"
Sure enough, someone accepted it and said, "Well, she wants to be my mother! My mother is the first wife, and she will be the second wife."
Chen Xiangyang laughed his ass off. Before he could finish his laugh, the person on the other end suddenly asked him, "What happened to that Zou Yan?"
Chen Xiangyang has been busy with product internal testing recently and has no time to take care of these things. Just when he was about to perfunctorily answer the young master, Zong Chi seemed to disagree and asked Chen Xiangyang to help him ask around. If he couldn't find out, he should ask Liang Jianxing, as his family must know.
Chen Xiangyang was puzzled. "You hate him so much, why are you helping to find out? Don't be so useless, like those little girls in our company, who end up sharing the same love rival."
"Get lost! That Zou girl is not worthy of being my love rival in the next life. She doesn't like Zou Yan and doesn't even consider him a man. But she treats him as a friend and as her life. If you don't make it clear to her, she'll go drinking with him again! You idiot, what can you do to her!"
Chen Xiangyang rolled his eyes. Well, the young master has coaxed him into submission again.
Zong Chi didn't admit it until he hung up the phone with Chen Xiangyang. He Dongli was very angry, but she just ran over him like a train and seemed to say something else.
She said that only he knew how much she could drink, and there was also Frappuccino...
*
Secretary Huang instantly sent over the updated data. Zong Chi hadn't received any news on Chen Xiangyang yet. He put down his wine glass, rested his hand on his temples, and asked his secretary, "Has anyone at home contacted me?"
Secretary Huang was stunned at first, having heard a very new and unfamiliar word from her boss. He had told her before leaving that if she needed to contact him personally, to notify him immediately. Secretary Huang held the phone number her boss had written for her and realized it belonged to Miss Bunny.
Hearing the word "home", Secretary Huang immediately understood, "Oh, Miss Bunny? Not yet."
There was a diners' noise of putting down their knives and forks, and it looked quite large, as they landed on the plates with a clanging sound. "He. Please remember her last name carefully. I don't want to hear any more nicknames or nicknames. Her last name is He, which means congratulations. Thank you."
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The author has something to say: to Xixi: My daughter is absolutely right! Let him vent his anger and make him have nothing to vent his anger on. [Rabbit head with erect ears]
To Zou Yan: Even though the dog has requisitioned your phone to start a quarrel, the dog will retaliate against you. [Glasses]
to Chen Xiangyang: The West is your benefactor, remember! [Oh oh oh]
to Huang Mi: There is a dog, run~[crack]
To Zong Gou: The fortune teller said that if you keep your mouth shut, you will have many children and grandchildren. [roll eyes]
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