I even doubt whether there is really telepathy between father and daughter.
Otherwise, why didn't Tong Le make this video call earlier in the day and later in the day? Why did she make the video call when I was flirting with her girl?
I'm about to succeed. Isn't this a bad thing for me?
"Gu Yan, please sit down and wait for me."
Regardless of whether I was willing or not, Tong Ruoqing was definitely going to answer the call. She ran to the bedroom with her cell phone: "Hello? Dad!"
Her shout was very sweet, but Tong Le hesitated for a moment.
Then I heard a slightly hoarse voice: "Why is your face so red?"
"Ah, I just finished taking a shower."
She quickly changed the subject: "Dad, why did you suddenly remember to call me?"
Tong Le didn't dwell on this topic: "It's okay. I just finished my work. Let's see what you are doing. Do you still have enough money to spend?"
Tong Ruoqing replied obediently: "That's enough. The money you gave me last month hasn't been spent yet."
Tong Le also hummed: "Okay, if you don't have enough, remember to ask me for it. If you buy expensive things, just swipe your card."
Then the father and daughter started chatting about each other.
The content of their chat was nothing special. Tong Le asked Tong Ruoqing how he was doing recently and whether he had encountered any difficulties in studies. Tong Ruoqing asked Tong Le if he had been busy recently and asked him to pay attention to his health.
But I don’t know why, I feel uncomfortable listening to it.
Because Tong Ruoqing is too polite, this is not a question of filial piety or not. I always feel that her attitude towards Tong Le is not like respect, but a bit fearful.
Moreover, Tong Le spoke words of concern, but her tone was particularly cold, as if the person standing opposite was a stranger, not his own daughter.
In addition, as Tong Ruoqing said before, Tong Le and Duan Yumo don't have a good relationship and they quarrel whenever they meet.
I was just wondering, is it possible that Tong Ruoqing is not Tong Le’s biological daughter? Was it the daughter of Duan Yumolu who he had with someone else?
Don't blame me for overthinking, after all, with Duan Yumo's virtue, I wouldn't be surprised by anything she does.
The two chatted for more than ten minutes, talking a lot of useless words. Taki and Mitsuha passed each other several times. I was just thinking about whether to send a blade to Xin Haicheng, and Tong Ruoqing started to say the final words.
.
"You have classes tomorrow, right? Go to bed early."
Tong Le paused: "By the way, Ruoqing, do you remember your uncle Shao's son, Shaoyang?"
As soon as he said this, my ears suddenly pricked.
Tong Ruoqing hesitated and thought for a long time before replying: "Remember, isn't he always abroad?"
"That's right, he has been living abroad these years. Isn't he just graduating from college? He wants to return to China for development."
Tong Le's tone softened slightly: "Shaoyang doesn't have many friends in China. The first thing he thought of after he decided to come back was you. He said he wanted to see you and see what the city was like. If he could, he would stay and develop.
If nothing else happens, he will return to China within a week. Then you can help me entertain him well and don't neglect him."
Tong Le hung up the phone without giving Tong Ruoqing a chance to speak.
My head keeps spinning, Shao Yang, could he be the ghost king's youngest son, Tong Ruoqing's betrothed?
If that's the case, then I really have to speed up and don't let that guy cut off my beard again.
If it really doesn't work, think of a way to sleep with her tonight? It's not impossible, just like Shen Gong said, Zhang Qi has already slept with her, so why is this one missing?
As soon as this idea came into my head, I secretly gave myself a warning.
Damn it, this bastard of inner demons is really not a thing, but he still wants to pretend to be real? If you don’t get along with others and then bring trouble to others, it’s so wicked!
After playing out her inner drama on the sofa for a long time, Tong Ruoqing also stood in the bedroom for two minutes. When the ending music started to play, she walked out of the room gloomily.
I asked her with a smile: "Don't you have a friend coming back? Why are you still looking so sad?"
"Not really friends."
Tong Ruoqing sat next to me: "I just met her a few times when I was a kid, but I'm not very familiar with her. And I really hate human relationships. It's really troublesome."
"Well, then you can just find a reason to push it out then."
I changed the subject: "By the way, didn't you just ask me if I had a girlfriend? Why, do you want to introduce me to someone?"
Tong Ruoqing was stunned for a moment. Her eyes were a little disappointed at that moment, but she quickly pretended to smile at me as if nothing had happened: "Okay, we have a lot of beautiful professional girls. What type do you like?"
"Hmm... let me think about it."
I pretended to look at the ceiling: "I like cute, simple, sensible, shy, and most importantly, someone who can cook. I'm a tricky person, so I can't do it if I'm not good at cooking."
After saying that, I lowered my head and looked at her: "Hey, you meet all these points, so let's find someone based on your standards."
The hint was obvious enough. She was simple and not stupid, so she would definitely understand it. She blushed and lowered her head.
In fact, from the moment she stayed with me for the night, I was sure that this girl really had a crush on me.
The ambiguous atmosphere was heightened again, and I wanted to strike while the iron was hot, so I moved my buttocks and put my arms around Tong Ruoqing.
At that time, her whole body was stiff and she wanted to move hesitantly, but in the end she didn't struggle or reach out to push me away.
I also paid more attention to propriety and just held her shoulder: "Since the first time I saw you, I felt that this little girl is really beautiful and she is my type, but that was just based on appreciation of her appearance.
What really makes me like you is that after getting along with you for the past two days, whether you transfer money to me or treat me to dinner, it makes me think that you are a very sensible girl, with good tutoring and culture, just like Yuanyuan.
Girls who love vanity are not on the same level.
What's more, the meal you cooked tonight even made me feel a little dazed. For a moment, I really wished you were my girlfriend, so that I could always eat your cooking, watch TV with you, and most importantly,
I can see you every day."
I straightened Tong Ruoqing's shoulders and looked into her eyes: "An old man like me doesn't like to beat around the bush. These words may be too abrupt for you, but they are indeed the truest thoughts in my heart.
Ruoqing, this little girl of yours is so innocent and so rare that I want to protect you."
Should I say it or not, I'm really thick-skinned, and I won't even blush when I lie.
On the contrary, Tong Ruoqing's delicate face was so red that I could hear her heartbeat.
She was tangled in her heart and struggled for a long time before she murmured in a low voice: "We have only known each other for a few days. It's too fast. Didn't you just say that two people need to get along for a while and get to know each other before they can be together?"
"What I'm talking about is sleeping together. How can we continue to get along if we're not sure?"
Feeling that this matter was close, I started to add the final fuel: "If you, sir, I am older than you, our views on relationships may be a little different, and as I just said, I am more realistic.
But it doesn’t matter. You don’t have to be embarrassed. Let’s settle this matter first. After I leave tomorrow, if you think I’m okay and you’re willing to accept it, then take the initiative to contact me and we’ll get along as lovers from now on.
Go down.
If you didn't contact me before I left the provincial capital, then I will understand what you mean.
I will block all your contact information. It’s not that I’m stingy, it’s that I don’t want to hear the news that the girl I like is with someone else one day in the future. Can you understand?”
"I understand, but..."
Tong Ruoqing grabbed the corner of her clothes and hesitated for a long time, then suddenly said something that made my brain bleed on the spot: "But the only two dishes I know how to cook... you don't mind, right?"