Tong En walked aimlessly along the corridor, she just didn't want to stay there anymore to play this boring game with He Xiao. If He Xiao's snarky attitude surprised her a little at first, then her later performance made Tong En feel both ridiculous and pitiful.

She was jealous, and Tong En knew this, and that the vulgar behavior of a highly educated and artistically talented woman in front of others showed that she had lost her mind.

Tong En has no interest or mood to participate in the boring games of their proud children. She walked slowly along the wide glass window of the hotel cloister, looking at the gorgeous night scene with neon glittering outside the window, and her mood was unexpectedly calm.

The cloisters were quiet, most of the people were eating in the restaurant at this time, and a few people were congregating in the bar and lounge on the first floor, and the long circular corridor was barely audible except for the occasional hurried by.

Tong En stopped in front of a window, admiring the ever-changing light patterns outside the window, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

There was a sound of fast and powerful footsteps around the corner, click, click, click, a sound seemed to step on Tong En's heart, and the heart that was calm and comfortable just now suddenly panicked.

Tong En's two hands subconsciously grabbed both sides of the long skirt, clenched tightly, and stood there stiffly, his nervous heart was about to jump out.

The footsteps stopped around the corner, and they didn't go any further, and then came a man's deep and gentle voice.

"Hey, Yuhao, I know it's you calling, why don't you sleep so late?"

Whew, Tong En let out a sigh of relief, his body relaxed, and he was surprised to find that he was sweating nervously.

"Didn't I tell you yesterday in advance? How is it that words don't count? No? What is that? Haven't you forgotten anything? Scheduled class party, ah! Ahh Yes, the penalty. How could I forget such an important performance for my son? Say it, son, how to punish it? Dad humbly accepted the punishment. Yes? Or is it a bounce on the brain? I said son, why don't we have something fresh? Okay, flick a few times, you name it. Ten strokes! That's too much, right? No matter how serious the mistake is, you can't play it ten times! Son, you're not afraid that your hand hurts, that's it, you have to give people a chance to correct their mistakes, that's right, punishment is just a warning, it can't solve the actual problem, rest assured son, isn't the performance tomorrow afternoon? I'm going to buy you clothes and hats early tomorrow morning, as soon as the store opens, okay, the coolest kind, promise to send them to the kindergarten before noon, how about it, good attitude, right? Isn't it a bit less, really? Okay, just five times, or my son is reasonable. Well, good, guaranteed to complete the task.

Tonight? No, my dad won't drink too much on this occasion, and I don't have any confidence in my dad? That's it, don't worry, I promise I won't delay you! Now, go to bed immediately, and if you haven't fallen asleep in twenty minutes, you'll be punished tomorrow! Hello, good night! ”

Tong En had been standing there listening to the man calling her son, and the intimacy and harmony between father and son in the words made her envious.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and neck with a tissue, feeling that she was indeed a little nervous, it was not the first time she had been so nervous, and she asked herself more than once, should she come back?

Over there, the man was talking to his son very patiently, Tong En felt kind and interesting when he heard it, and couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity about this good father, she hesitated and took two steps over there, a little to see what kind of person the democratic father who talked to his son like a friend.

"Tong En. ”

Xu Hui's cry came from the corridor behind him.

"Here."

Tong En replied and stopped, amused by his sudden curiosity.

"Tong En"

"Hey, here we are."

She agreed, and turned to walk briskly in the direction from which the voice had come.

Zhong Yue was just catching up with a few old friends in the business world in the VIP room, and the mobile phone in his pocket kept buzzing and vibrating, he took it out and saw that it was the phone at home, and guessed that it must be his son. He didn't answer the phone right away, put the phone back in his pocket, and still talked and laughed with his friends with a smile on his face, until he had greeted all his acquaintances and friends, and then quietly walked out of the VIP room, found a quiet corner along the corridor, and called his son back.

Yu Hao angrily asked him on the phone why he promised to buy him a costume today, and Zhong Yue's heart was full of apologies for his son. He really forgot about this matter, and he was worried about whether his son would be sick in the morning, and then he rushed to deal with some things because he had to attend the annual meeting in the evening, and he forgot all about what he promised his son.

While amusing his son on the phone, he secretly told himself that he must spare time tomorrow afternoon to attend the scheduled class party held by his son's kindergarten. He owes his son too much, he usually spends very little time with him, and even the sign is afraid that he will be too lonely at home so that he participates in the agency class, as soon as he thinks of his son standing at the gate waiting for him, Zhong Yue's heart hurts like a pinprick.

Finally coaxed his son to be happy, and was about to persuade him to go to sleep, when a woman's voice suddenly came clearly from the corner, Zhong Yue was stunned, and the sudden sound in the quiet corridor made his heart beat wildly for a moment. He stood there in shock, his son's voice was still ringing in his ears, he stabilized his mind, walked around the corner while talking to his son, hung up the phone, Zhong Yue stood on the other side of the corner, there was no figure in the empty corridor, he quickened his pace and walked forward, the sound of his heart beating faster than footsteps, he ran desperately, rushed to the atrium on the second floor in one breath, the bustling crowd blocked his view, he searched left and right, his eyes were full of people, men, women, he stood in place, couldn't help but smile bitterly, who was he looking for? What's he doing?