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Chapter 860 - 857: Which Style of Boy Do You Like?

Chapter 860: Chapter 857: Which Style of Boy Do You Like?

"No, I don’t like the type Dad is..."

Mom laughed even more heartily, "Hehe, it looks like many brothers from the Tong Family are going to be heartbroken!"

What she meant was that there were quite a few young men in Tong village who had a secret crush on Tong Xiaohua.

Tong Xiaohua didn’t care about her mother’s words, but now that she thought about it, she couldn’t help but secretly ask herself, what kind of guy did she actually like?

Actually, strictly speaking, men like her father were quite good.

But to her, that type was good for a father, but the person she’d spend her life with should be, well, someone with a different look.

But what exactly should that look be?

Tong Xiaohua felt as if she had dug a deep hole for herself, the deeper she dug, the more terrifying it became, the darker it got.

A voice in her heart vaguely reminded her not to dig any deeper, or else, the deeper the hole, the more painful it would be when she fell in!

But can one’s thoughts be stopped so easily? When a vague image flashed through her mind, Tong Xiaohua shivered with fright, and the remote control she was holding "clack" dropped onto the floor.

Uncle Yuan, who had been walking nearby, was startled by the noise and appeared out of nowhere, standing before her in the blink of an eye.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Tong Xiaohua looked at Uncle Yuan strangely and then pointed to the remote control on the floor, "Uncle Yuan, I just dropped the remote control..."

Without a doubt, Uncle Ming must have said something before he left, and Uncle Yuan’s reaction now made Tong Xiaohua feel a mix of amusement and frustration.

Seeing that both Uncle Yuan and Uncle Guan appeared anxious, Tong Xiaohua felt embarrassed to continue sitting in the living room. She couldn’t stand being watched and protected as if she were a patient, their excessive caution felt suffocating.

"Uncle Yuan, I’m a bit tired, I’m going to my room to read," she said.

Tong Xiaohua hurried back to her bedroom, feeling as if she had needles in her back under Uncle Yuan’s worried gaze.

The bedroom was piled high with books, Tong Xiaohua grabbed a few at random and lay on the bed, flipping through them aimlessly.

Even though these were books she usually loved to read, now she found each of them utterly tasteless.

She picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, and finally, there were some sounds in the bedroom, making it feel less desolate.

That night, Tong Xiaohua took her first sleeping pill, though she only took half a pill.

As she had predicted, the next morning, when Uncle Ming counted the pills and found half a pill missing, his eyebrows immediately furrowed.

He raised his head, looking at her with a deep gaze, wanting to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

Tong Xiaohua, seeing him hesitate, felt compelled to speak up.

"Uncle Ming, I’m really okay. How about you accompany me to the Chinese doctor this afternoon, to get some balancing herbs for me to take?"

Tong Xiaohua knew this was not a solution, but everything needed a cooling-off period. It wasn’t that she wasn’t strong enough; sometimes, one simply cannot resist the invasion of certain thoughts. Therefore, she had to resort to medication.

Uncle Ming’s face brightened a little, and he made an appointment with the Old Chinese Doctor in front of her. After confirming again that she was fine and having breakfast with her, they left the house together.

As for Yan Bo, ever since that encounter with Tong Xiaohua at Dynamic Zone, these past few days, he had been immensely busy.

The man who was usually gentle and polite had, in the past few days, become rather cold and gloomy in front of his subordinates.

Subordinates merely assumed the construction of the villas had encountered obstacles, hence, the boss’s change of demeanor.

However, the assistant knew clearly that since the last time the boss had been on a business trip to S City for ten days, all issues regarding the villas had been resolved, and many tasks had already been finalized, just waiting for the construction team to prepare the materials to commence work.

"Third Young Master, you don’t look well. Why don’t you take a rest?"

The assistant ventured to advise the boss, who had been working almost without rest or meal for the past two days.

Yan Bo looked up at him, paused for a moment, and asked, "Is that sauna on Yangchun Road up for tender?"

The assistant was stunned, "Ah?"

After a long while, he finally responded, "I’ll find out right away!"

So saying, he placed the data on Yan Bo’s desk and "scrambled" back to his office to gather information.

Although he had never heard about a sauna on Yangchun Road, intuition told him the boss was extremely interested in this project.

Because he knew the boss was very concerned, when he heard that indeed there was a sauna on Yangchun Road undergoing a tender for decoration, he was taken aback and didn’t know what to say.

"Mr. Di, why do you ask? This project isn’t a big one, it’s just a few floors up and down, why, do you have a preferred decoration company that wants to take on this business?"

Di Xu, also known as Yan Bo’s assistant, was equally puzzled.

Right, Yanhuang Company is a real estate company, they don’t do decoration, why is the boss asking him to find out about this?

However, having the ability to serve as Yan Bo’s assistant meant he undoubtedly had strong adaptability, and even though he was as perplexed as the other person, he paused only slightly before responding with ease.

"That’s right, a friend of mine owns a decoration company. He has just finished a big project and is now idle, so he asked me to scout for suitable projects to refer to him."

Di Xu told his lie smoothly, and the person on the other end, without a hint of skepticism, promised to get back to him after finding out all the details.

Thus, half an hour later, Di Xu was holding the tender documents for the sauna’s decoration and knocked on the boss’s office door.

"Third Young Master, take a look, is this what you were looking for?"

Yan Bo took the documents and perused them closely, not saying whether they were right or not.

Di Xu patiently stood in front of the desk, believing that the boss would definitely have further instructions for him.

Sure enough, after Yan Bo had looked through the documents, he looked up and said to him, "Weren’t there many decoration companies wanting to collaborate with us before? Pick one out and tell their person in charge to come see me!"

Yanhuang Real Estate itself had already signed a letter of intent with the largest decoration company in L City. It wasn’t hard to infer that he intended to take on the sauna project.

But Di Xu had a small doubt, "Third Young Master, do we need to earn this little profit from such a collaboration to supplement our finances?"

Others might not be clear, but as the boss’s assistant, Di Xu knew exactly how strong Yanhuang Real Estate’s financial power was.

Even if the decoration company belonged to Yanhuang, with the terms offered by the sauna, the total profit from the project would be but a drop in the ocean for Yanhuang.

Yan Bo seemed not to notice the doubt and speculation in Di Xu’s words and firmly waved his hand, saying,

"Have them come see me within tomorrow, do not wait for those who are late!"

Having witnessed the boss’s decisiveness before, Di Xu dared not ask more and complied, turning to carry out the task.