Tong Xiaohuai is still very busy, even busier than before.
Because, in addition to handling the Tong family's normal affairs, she has also been busy negotiating with Uncle Ming and the owner of the sauna across the street, trying to take over the sauna at the lowest possible price.
After much difficulty, both parties finally settled on a price. Ming Shu was responsible for following up on the next steps. For Tong Xiaohuai, the sauna matter was finally temporarily put to rest.
So, she finally started to have a little bit of free time to attend classes.
Because of the classes, I naturally had to deal with the accountant that Uncle Ming had hired.
Ever since Yan Bo started giving her private tutoring, listening to this accountant's lectures has become an unbearable ordeal for Tong Xiaohuai.
Tong Xiaohuai, who was absentmindedly flipping through a book with her chin resting on her hand, was not listening to what her tutor was saying at all. Her mind was full of thoughts about Yan Bo.
Come to think of it, it seems like it's been quite a few days since she and he last saw each other, hasn't it?
Moreover, not only did they not meet, they didn't even exchange a phone call or a message.
Even the flowers that had been sent for almost half a month have stopped.
That's really strange!
When those words popped into Tong Xiaohuai's mind, she suddenly shuddered.
When did she start to take his daily flower-giving, occasional phone calls and text messages, and even meeting up with him to chat, have meals, and explain difficult problems to her as the norm?
What's most frightening is that when these things she considered normal no longer happened, she actually felt uncomfortable.
"Miss Tong... Miss Tong..."
The accountant sitting opposite her, tutoring her with a book, noticed her lost in thought and called her name softly twice.
Tong Xiaohuai finally snapped out of her daze, glanced at her tutor, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I was just thinking about work."
"It's alright..." The tutor shook his head, then looked at her carefully for a few more moments. "Miss Tong, are you very tired? How about we reschedule for another day?"
The tutor, observing Tong Xiaohuai's state, realized that even if they continued today, it wouldn't be effective.
Tong Xiaohuai declined the tutor's offer. These two or three hours were specifically set aside for tutoring. If the tutor left, how would she fill the time?
Although school has been in session for a while, Tong Xiaohuai, who is a day student, has hardly made any friends. With her parents not around, she really doesn't know where to go next if she doesn't attend classes.
Seeing her insistence, the tutor didn't say anything more. He continued teaching at the usual pace for more than half an hour, but Tong Xiaohuai's frequent lapses in concentration did not improve. The tutor thought that since the client was a rich person, it seemed that he didn't care about paying for a few more lessons. So he continued teaching according to the original plan. At worst, if the client said he didn't understand, he could just start teaching from the beginning.
Tong Xiaohuai attended classes in a daze all afternoon, and when she saw her tutor off, she hadn't heard a single word of what was taught that day.
That evening, when she returned home, she suddenly longed to hear her mother's voice.
The voice coming from the other end of the phone was rustling, sounding very tired.
"Mom, ask Dad to make the schedule a little more flexible, so he can take his time and not get too tired. Anyway, I'm here at home, so don't worry."
Tong Xiaohuai originally wanted to act cute with her mother, but after hearing her mother's voice, she couldn't bring herself to say anything. She asked a bunch of questions about her parents' lives abroad, and after receiving affirmative answers, she embellished her own situation in a very relaxed tone, which finally calmed her guilty mother down.
After the phone call, she, who had originally wanted to seek comfort, was now even more exhausted. She leaned against the headboard and sighed softly.
When her parents are around, she sometimes feels annoyed, but usually all she needs to do is go to the boxing gym or training ground and work up a sweat, and the annoyance in her heart will dissipate.
But ever since she took on the responsibility of the Tong family, she has stopped going to the boxing gym.
Firstly, it's too flashy.
Secondly, I really wasn't in the mood.
Now, leaning against the edge of the bed, she felt quite pathetic. In the middle of the night, wanting to drink some wine to drown her sorrows or just find someone to chat with, she couldn't find a suitable person.
Feeling increasingly depressed, she got out of bed, went to a small bar, grabbed a bottle of red wine, poured herself a small glass, plopped down on a high stool, and began to drink alone with a somewhat decadent air.
She has an excellent alcohol tolerance, thanks to Boss Tong who took her to various occasions since she was a few years old. Through observation and personal experience, she gradually developed a high alcohol tolerance.
But that night, she began to hate her own high alcohol tolerance.
Because she originally wanted to drink a small cup to help her sleep better.
Little did they know, the more they drank, the more sober they became.
I had thought that since I was newly appointed, it would be best to avoid going out and showing my face in public, but the more I drank, the more sober I became. My agitated mood was like a reflection in a mirror, making me even more agitated and anxious than before.
Having no other choice, Tong Xiaohuai put down the cup, quickly changed into a fresh set of trousers, and left the room.
"Young Miss, are you still going out at this hour?"
Uncle Yuan had already made arrangements for tomorrow and was about to go back to his room to rest when he saw Tong Xiaohuai dressed to go out and couldn't help but be curious.
"Uncle Yuan, I'm going to the boxing gym. Could you please prepare a car for me?"
Tong Xiaohuai had just turned eighteen and hadn't yet applied for a driver's license.
However, she not only knows how to drive, but her driving skills are also excellent. Usually, when she wanders around Tongjia Village, Tong Laoda usually doesn't care about her, but if she drives her car onto the main road, she will definitely get a scolding.
She certainly wanted to speed around to relieve her boredom, but considering she had just drunk two or three glasses of red wine, she asked Uncle Yuan to prepare a car for her, just to be safe.
Most of the matches at the palm strike hall take place after 10 p.m.
At midnight, the audience was having the most fun.
When Tong Xiaohuai entered, he did not disturb anyone. He went straight into the audience seats and found a dark corner to sit down.
The boxers tonight were evenly matched, which made the match extremely intense and close, keeping the audience on the edge of their seats.
Tong Xiaohuai rested his elbows on the armrests and his hand on his cheek, finally focusing his attention on the two boxers on the stage.
This is a life-or-death match. Both boxers on the stage are injured. They are like enraged trapped beasts, having long lost the will to attack or defend. They are desperately looking for weaknesses in each other and attacking relentlessly. In this kind of match, no matter who wins or loses, both will inevitably suffer heavy losses.
The boxers on the stage attacked each other desperately, which made the audience below the stage even more excited. Even Tong Xiaohuai's palms were sweaty by the end.
As Tong Xiaohuai predicted, the match ended with the winner winning by a very narrow margin, and both sides were injured.
Tong Xiaohuai's depression seemed to have dissipated somewhat. Seeing that it was getting late, she got up and left.
Just as you're about to enter the elevator, a familiar voice comes from behind, "Xiao Huai?"
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