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The ambiguous atmosphere and the inappropriate setting made the sounds of slaughtering pigs in the corridor jarring. Occasionally, employees from the company passed by Tong Le and Zong Zeyu.
Tong Le found it hard to articulate her feelings at that moment. The emotions bubbling within her were forcefully suppressed by her rational mind. Suddenly, she reached out and pushed Zong Zeyu against the wall opposite her. Her mind raced one moment and then went blank the next, ultimately resulting in a nonsensical outburst, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Zong Zeyu's back hit the wall with a thud, as if he had just experienced an earthquake, leaving him in pain. Just minutes ago, he had been the cold and composed figure who dealt with others; now, he had fallen victim to his own wife’s hands.
It had been years since Zong Zeyu had been hit; the last time was by his mother, Cui Zhi. He had to admit that the only two people in the world brave enough to lay a hand on him were Cui Zhi and Tong Le. And strangely enough, he didn’t mind at all.
Zong Zeyu coughed a couple of times while clutching his chest, feigning weakness as his back pressed against the wall. His expression soured as he thought, this hurts so much.
Tong Le felt a mix of concern and fear; she hadn’t even used much force yet had managed to hurt the tall and robust Zong Zeyu. She hurriedly stepped closer, tossing her bag aside, and tentatively reached out to touch his chest. "Where does it hurt? What kind of pain is it? I didn’t push hard at all."
Zong Zeyu naturally pretended to be in pain. As Tong Le leaned closer to his chest, getting increasingly near, he teased her in a low voice near her ear, "Did you push me just now because you wanted to kiss me like last time?"
Startled, Tong Le straightened up and pushed him again with both hands. This time, she really put some strength into it; even she heard the loud thud of Zong Zeyu's back hitting the wall.
With a look of reproach on her face, Tong Le glared at Zong Zeyu. She picked up her bag and shook her little fist at him in mock threat. "If you mess with me again, I’ll take you down!"
Turning away, she headed towards the conference room, no longer wanting to deal with him.
Zong Zeyu was genuinely hurt this time; his expression twisted as he shouted after her, "I really am in pain!"
As she walked away, Tong Le responded over her shoulder, "Good! You deserve it!"
Zong Zeyu called out, "What will you do if I die?"
Tong Le shouted back, "I’ll feast!"
Half an hour later.
Tong Le sat alone in the conference room. She had just received word that Zong Zeyu and Zong Jin were holding another work meeting regarding the contract signing for Tongshan Real Estate and that she would have to wait until they finished before proceeding.
Lan Qingqing heard that Tong Le was at the company and took a moment to sneak into the conference room.
Lan Qingqing had brought two bottles of drinks and rushed into the room, excited. "Tong Le! You’re here! Why didn’t you let me know? I only found out you were at the company from someone else!"
Tong Le replied, "I just came to sign a contract and planned to leave without bothering you. Aren’t you busy lately?"
He looked at Lan Qingqing, who was wearing a comfortable long dress made of cotton and linen. This completely overturned his impression of her usual dressing style.
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