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Zong Zeyu stood by the window, watching the car drive away. He wondered how much longer this secretive life would continue. He felt that Tong Le was suffering, and from her perspective, he couldn't think of a better solution. The only way was to make Tong Le develop feelings for him. If she did, as soon as she spoke a word, he would go through fire and water for her, even taking on that scoundrel Ke Jie.
Tian Ling carried the trash can out of the kitchen and said to Fan Qinghua, "When you go downstairs later, remember to take the trash with you."
Fan Qinghua looked at the blood-stained tissues in the trash can and asked worriedly, "Did you get hurt?"
Tian Ling replied, "It's not me; it's Tong Le. She accidentally hurt her palm while handling seafood. We didn't have any large bandages at home, so she just rinsed it off with water."
Fan Qinghua said, "That's easy to get infected. You should make sure she pays more attention in the future."
Tian Ling turned to Zong Zeyu and said, "She said she was worried you wouldn't be used to it. The seafood we bought is the freshest and best quality; she handled that live fish herself because she was afraid you wouldn't find it tasty."
Zong Zeyu felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. He also felt a pang of regret; if only seven years ago, Tong Le had chosen him instead of Ke Jie, perhaps she would still be that pure and cheerful girl, still the innocent girl who had never touched a drop of water.
Zong Zeyu asked, "Has Tong Le never thought about walking away completely? To give up everything and leave Ke Jie?"
Tian Ling smiled bitterly and replied, "You’re not Tong Le; you can’t understand the hatred in her heart. Don’t be fooled by her calm exterior; the pain and grievances are already swallowed deep inside her. She feels trapped—one wrong step leads to another. Many things can't just be given up by saying so. Besides, she now suspects that her parents' sudden illness three years ago might have something to do with Ke Jie, but she has no evidence."
Fan Qinghua patted Tian Ling's shoulder encouragingly and said, "Tong Le is great, and you're great too! Last time when you came over for treatment, you were still resistant to interacting with the opposite sex. Now you've made so much progress—you even dared to shove me into your closet!"
Tian Ling suddenly froze for a moment as she realized that she had just had physical contact with Fan Qinghua without even noticing! If this had happened before, she would have gone into a panic!
Meanwhile, at Tong Le's home.
Ke Jie brought Tong Le back home. As soon as they entered the house, Zhang Huizhi wore a sour expression.
Zhang Huizhi turned and glared at Tong Le, dissatisfied. "Do you really need someone to pick you up and drop you off now? If I didn't know better, I'd think you're pregnant with a royal heir! I see you're trying to wear my son out! Is being pregnant really that grand? When I was pregnant, I could still work in the fields! Unlike you young people today who are so delicate!"
Ke Jie reminded her, "Mom, maybe tone it down a bit."
Zhang Huizhi looked at Ke Jie's swollen left eye and asked again, "Son, tell me honestly—did you really just bump your eye? It wasn't Tong Le who hit you, was it?"
Ke Jie explained hurriedly, "It really wasn't! Please don't think like that!"
Tong Le secretly laughed to herself; she actually wished Ke Jie’s eye was swollen because of her.
Tong Le went to the bathroom with Ke Jie following closely behind. Ke Jie asked curiously, "What did Zong Zeyu say at Zong Group?"
Tong Le casually replied, "He didn't say much—just told me to do well. They will send over a contract when it's time for signing; I just need to make a few more trips to Zong Group."
Ke Jie probed further, "It seems like Zong Zeyu trusts you a lot. Did you know each other before? After all, from what I remember, he's not an easy person to get along with."
Tong Le pondered for a moment. Was there really? She felt that Zong Zong was quite a good person, even though she didn't know him personally. With someone of such high status, where would she even meet him?
Ke Jie said, "Try to build a good relationship. If Zong Group has suitable projects in the future, you should try to get them."
Tong Le's gaze paused slightly before she replied, "Alright, I'll do my best."
Ke Jie continued, "I have an appointment with the agent on Saturday to look at the New House. I've already put this place up for sale. If everything goes smoothly, it should sell within a week, and then we can move into a bigger one."
Tong Le responded affirmatively, "Okay, I’ll follow your lead."
As Ke Jie left the bathroom, Tong Le closed the door behind her. She quietly looked at herself in the mirror, aware that Ke Jie selling their current home was a move to convert her pre-marital assets into post-marital ones, leaving her with nothing and firmly under his control.
Of course, she wouldn't let Ke Jie succeed. This house was left to her by her parents; it held countless memories between them. If it weren't for the fact that Ke Jie and Zhang Huizhi had taken over, the traces of her family's presence would not have gradually faded away. She was close to forgetting just how many beautiful memories had once filled this place.
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