Her ears burned like a soldering iron, and she picked them up and took them into her arms with lightning and ran away. Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone along the way, and she rushed back to her and Zhong Wenhao's house in Zhong's house, and quickly locked the door. Leaning against the wall and tilting his head, Tong Qiangqiang breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly went to wash, and changed his clothes.

The wound on the forehead looks hideous at first glance, but it is not deep, only a slight bruise around it. Tong Qiangqiang wiped off the blood stains with a cotton swab, applied another layer of ointment, and put a small piece of flesh-colored band-aid, and then spread out his hair into oblique bangs to cover it to ensure that the wound would not be noticed.

After calming down, Tong Qiangqiang went downstairs. Zhu Jinhua was directing the servants to set up the tableware, and when he saw Tong Qiangqiang, he was stunned: "When did you come back?"

"Just came back......" Tong Qiangqiang was not good at lying, rubbed his hands crampedly, walked to Zhu Jinhua's side and asked in a low voice: "Mom, did you tell Wen about it-"

Without waiting for Tong Qiangqiang to finish speaking, Zhu Jinhua suddenly smiled in the other direction and said, "Dad, third brother, come on, I was about to let the maid go in and call you for breakfast!"

The word "third brother" alone is enough to make Tong Qiangqiang's heart slammed. She subconsciously looked up. A tall figure pushed Old Man Zhong out of the direction of the study on the first floor, and it was the strange man he met in the bathroom not long ago.

"Qiangqiang, when did you come back?" Probably because people are in good spirits on happy occasions, Zhong Yuanshan's complexion today looks better than before, asked Tong Qiangqiang the same question, and looked around, and asked, "Where is Wen Hao?"

Without waiting for Tong Qiangqiang to speak, Zhu Jinhua replied for her: "It was said that Wen Hao left something at home a while ago, and Qiang Qiang came back to help pick it up." ”

Saying that, Zhu Jinhua walked over and took Zhong Yuanshan's wheelchair. Zhong Yuanshan didn't doubt him, let Zhu Jinhua push him to the table, and then remembered to introduce Tong Qiangqiang: "Qiangqiang hasn't seen him yet, right? This is grandpa, my youngest son, Han Lie, you should call him uncle." ”

This man named Han Lie looks very young, in his early thirties at most, not at all like Zhong Yuanshan's son, but more like Zhong Yuanshan's grandson. The reason for this is that Tong Qiangqiang can't think about it, let alone why he doesn't have the surname Zhong but the surname Han. She just stood up obediently, bowed to Han Lie, who was sitting opposite her, and called out "Uncle!".

also because he was too anxious to pull the tablecloth and bring out the crisp collision sound of the tableware, Tong Qiangqiang helped him in a panic so that he didn't drop the porcelain bowl.

Seeing this, Zhu Jinhua frowned, shook his head, and apologized to Han Lie: "This is Wen Hao's daughter-in-law, Qiang Qiang. I was taken by me when I was very young, and I didn't mention it less, but my temperament is still too soft, and my frizzy hair can't be changed. "There is a little bit of hatred in the tone, and iron is not steel.

Tong Qiangqiang lowered his head, his fingers twisted the cloth under the table, and suddenly heard Han Lie say: "My full name is Tong Qiangqiang, right? ”

It was the first time someone explained her name like this, Tong Qiangqiang was surprised, and looked up at Han Lie. Han Lie was also looking at her, and the ordinary elders looked at the eyes of the juniors.

Zhong Yuanshan seemed to agree with Han Lie's words very much, and nodded with a smile: "Qiang Qiang is docile and not wooden, which is Wen Hao's blessing. ”

There was some refutation of Zhu Jinhua's meaning between the words.

Tong Qiangqiang smiled shyly and nervously peeked at her mother-in-law's face.

Zhu Jinhua didn't have a special expression, and after a pause, he said to Han Lie: "I'll ask the maid to clean up the room for you on the second floor, and then move the salute up." That room was lived in before Qiang Qiang got married, and it was recently changed to a guest room, and some things haven't had time to be sorted out, just for you to temporarily rest. ”

Hearing this, Tong Qiangqiang understood the reason why Han Lie appeared in her room, and some images resurfaced uncontrollably in her mind, and her nerves immediately tensed.

"No hassle. The room was nice. Han Lie declined lightly.

Hearing this, Tong Qiangqiang couldn't help but look up again, and saw that Han Lie's gaze was calm and calm, as if he didn't care about the oolong in the bathroom, which made Tong Qiangqiang feel ashamed of his stubbornness.

Zhu Jinhua looked embarrassed: "But it's rare for you to come home, and it's always inappropriate to live on the first floor." ”

"I don't live at home permanently, so my sister-in-law doesn't have to toss. Immediately, Han Lie's gaze moved to Zhong Yuanshan, "Besides, Dad lives on the first floor, so it's convenient for me to talk more with him." ”

Zhong Yuanshan overflowed with a smile of relief, seeing this, Zhu Jinhua was no longer reluctant.

After that, it was basically Zhong Yuanshan and Han Lie's father and son chatting.

Tong Qiangqiang buried his head in eating silently, but his ears were erected high, and he got some information about this mysterious "uncle" from it - he grew up in Australia since he was a child, belongs to returned overseas Chinese, and seems to have been dug into a corner by a domestic company with extremely generous conditions.

However, it didn't take long for Zhu Jinhua to take Tong Qiangqiang away from the dining table and go to the room to take away the items she had left, so that Han Lie could move in better.

Her room was already very different from the appearance when she broke in the early morning, not only the curtains and sheets were all replaced, but the furnishings were also adjusted, apparently after Han Lie confirmed that he wanted to live in this room, Zhu Jinhua immediately ordered the servants to tidy it up during their breakfast.

Most of Tong Qiangqiang's belongings had been moved to the villa, and all that was left here was a few pieces of clothing in the cupboard. What she was holding at that time was the underwear in these clothes, and she was embarrassed in front of Han Lie.

Tong Qiangqiang shook his head to stop himself from thinking about the incident again, and packed up his clothes to her and Zhong Wenhao's house.

Zhu Jinhua handed the crystal bottle with the bouquet to the servant, turned his head and asked Tong Qiangqiang who came out of the house: "Did you quarrel with Wen Hao again?"

Mother-in-law has always been discerning, and she already knew that there was a problem between their husband and wife, and Tong Qiangqiang was not surprised that she found her abnormality. It's just that the way Zhu Jinhua expressed it sounded as if Tong Qiangqiang was the initiator of the quarrel.

Tong Qiangqiang put aside his grievances and replied: "It's for artificial insemination." ”

Zhu Jinhua was stunned: "You told him?"

Tong Qiangqiang was also stunned, and asked with a confused face: "Isn't that what you said?"

Zhu Jinhua frowned, his expression was obviously the answer, and asked, "What's going on?"

Tong Qiangqiang naturally did not repeat it one by one, omitting Zhong Wenhao's act of taking the woman home, and embellishing all the humiliating words. Over the years, she is not good at words, but in reporting to her mother-in-law on the relationship between her and Zhong Wenhao, she has profoundly exercised her ability in sentence modification.

After listening, Zhu Jinhua was silent for a while and said, "Wait for me to make a phone call in the evening to find out Wen Hao's tone." I've checked the hospital, and it's only you and I know about it. Don't leak your mouth in front of him, especially about his fertility. ”

I don't know if this is Zhu Jinhua's first admonition.

Yes, Zhong Wenhao has a problem with fertility.