Spoiled by My CEO Husband Every Night

It was already completely dark. Tong Huaer went to the street to take a taxi. When she got home, Nanny Wu looked at her with one leg bouncing around, and her mouth was wide open with surprise.

"Miss Tong, what's wrong with you?"

Tong Huaer smiled at Nanny Wu. "I'm fine, Nanny Wu. Is Zong Beili back?"

"Not yet." Nanny Wu shook his head and said, "I'm preparing dinner. Take a rest. We'll have dinner when young master zong comes back."

Tong Huaer thought about it and said, "Let me go cook with you. I made zong beili angry today. I want to make something for him to eat and apologize to him."

"But your feet..."

"I'm fine."

Tong Huaer jumped into the kitchen. Nanny Wu looked at her helplessly and quickly followed her.

If Miss Tong accidentally hurt herself again, she couldn't tell young master zong.

On the other side.

The zong group, the president's office.

In the brightly lit president's office, Zong Beili sat in his office chair, his handsome face shrouded in a gloomy air, staring coldly at Ye Shen standing opposite him.

"That's all? You can't find anything else?"

"...

Ye Shen was speechless.

I don't know what happened to young master Zong. In the afternoon, it was as if he had beaten up a chicken and finished half a month's work in one breath.

Now he has to arrange things. What can he arrange?

It was already nine o' clock in the evening, and the whole clan was working overtime with him. Young master Zong's inhuman brain was of course very simple to handle these tasks, but it was hard for the people below! They can't keep up with him!

"Young master Zong, I really don't have a job anymore. Next, you're on a business trip." Ye shen said.

Business trip?

Zong Beili frowned and threw him two words without thinking, "No!" You won't be able to see that little disaster star on a business trip!

After this afternoon, Ye Shen also observed what was written. It seemed that young master Zong was deliberately delaying the time to get off work?

After a pause, Ye Shen hesitated and said, "Young master Zong, Miss Tong hurt his foot in the commercial today. Won't you go back and take a look?"

Did she hurt her foot?!

Zong Beili's body, which was sitting on the chair, suddenly stood up, and a flash of anxiety flashed across his cold eyes.

Look, he just said something. Young master Zong is becoming more and more different to miss tong!

Zong Beili frowned, the anxiety in his eyes quickly dissipated, and his handsome face quickly returned to normal.

How else could she get hurt? It wasn't a martial arts scene. At most, she sprained her ankle in her high shoes. She could just get an orthopedic surgeon to take a few days to recuperate.

Thinking of this, zongbei li's long body sat down again and looked at Ye Shen casually, "How did you get hurt?"

Ye Shen thought about it, frowned and said, "I don't know the details, but I heard that Miss Tong's foot was scratched, and it seems that a lot of blood has been shed..."

Before the blood was finished, Ye Shen saw a black shadow flash in front of him, and there was only an empty chair spinning across from him.

He turned his head to look at the door and saw that the man who had rushed to the door suddenly stopped. He turned his head and there was an unseen anxiety in his tense face. His deep voice said slowly, "Get the car ready. Go back and take a look."

Ye Shen was stunned and couldn't help but lower his head to stifle his laughter.

Young master Zong, I'm afraid you can't wait to drive back on your own, can you?

Tong Huaer chased Nanny Wu out of the kitchen and washed and cut himself inside. Nanny Wu stood outside the door and watched with fright. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door lock opening and turned to look respectfully at the man who came in from outside.

"Young master Zong."

"Where is she?"

Zong Beili had just finished asking today when he saw the figure in the kitchen with his dark eyes and frowned.

"You asked her to cook?" The low voice suddenly turned cold.

Nanny Wu quickly lowered her head and said, "Young master Zong, I didn't ask Miss Tong to cook. It was Miss Tong who said she made you angry and wanted to cook and apologize to you."

The intense pressure made Nanny Wu sweat on his forehead.

Zong Beili's eyes flashed and he looked into the kitchen. He stared at the slender figure and his brows rose.

Apologize?

She had a conscience.

Soon, the expression on the handsome man's face returned to normal. He walked to the living room with a cold face and said, "I know!"

Tong Huaer looked at the few airport dishes she had finished and wiped the sweat off her forehead. Her skills were a lot worse than Nanny Wu's. Hopefully, Zong Beili wouldn't mind.

He limped out of the kitchen with a plate of super good food. He looked up and suddenly saw the man sitting on the sofa. His eyes lit up and he put the plate on the dining table and jumped straight at him.

"Zong Beili, you're back... Ah!"

Tripped by a pillow on the ground, Tong Huaer fell on him.

Zong Beili quickly took her into his arms. Tong Huaer took a breath of fear and looked up at him with a smile.

Like a fool!

Zong Beili glanced at her with disgust, then laid her body on the sofa with ease. He glanced at her feet wrapped in gauze and his eyes sank again.

"Zong Beili, you're back."

Tong Huaer continued with a smile.

After the commercial was finished, she felt as if a big stone had been removed from her heart, and her mood was much better.

"Nonsense! You saw a ghost before you came back?" Zong Beili suddenly turned around and shouted at her.

Tong Huaer was stunned.

Before the smile on her delicate face could be put away, she was so embarrassed and stiff that she stood there. Zong Beili glanced at her coldly, as if venting, and picked up the pillow that tripped her and threw it away.

Tong Huaer's long eyelashes quivered, didn't they? Is he still angry? But didn't she do it all for him...

She couldn't expect this man to take the initiative to talk to her. Tong Huaer bit his lip and, in the embarrassment of being slapped in the face again, looked at the man and said, "Zong Beili, can you stop being angry? I made you something delicious tonight. I..."

"Do you think I'm a foodie? Anything can get rid of me!" Before she could finish, a cold voice suddenly interrupted her. Zong Beili's cold stare at her made Tong Huaer speechless.

She did something wrong again, even cooking for him was wrong.

But she really couldn't think of any other way to apologize. Zong Beili didn't lack anything, and even if she bought a gift, he wouldn't like it.

Tong Huaer had no choice but to remain silent and look down at his fingers on his knees.

The atmosphere in the living room froze. Zong Beili stared at her for a while. As she had just finished her work in the kitchen, her small face was a little red, and some of her white and tender hands were red. It seemed that she had been splashed with oil.

He had never been a patient man with women, but the little disaster star in front of him always seemed to have the ability to make him angry at any time and place, and always let him down for no reason.