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Chapter 864 - 861: The Trouble He Caused

Chapter 864: Chapter 861: The Trouble He Caused

Although his tone was gentle, Tong Xiaohua could hear the teasing and mockery in his words.

She turned her head and bravely met his gaze.

After all, in her dictionary, there was no word for "surrender."

"Forget it, let’s just drink a couple of bottles of Sorghum Liquor here!" Tong Xiaohua raised an eyebrow.

Yan Bo chuckled heartily!

"Heroine, spare me, can I request to drink red wine instead of Sorghum Liquor?"

That stomach-burning stuff, Yan Bo truly did not have the guts to drink too much.

And Tong Xiaohua, often following around the Tong family’s boss with a bunch of rough men, had indeed drunk quite a bit of Sorghum Liquor.

"Look at you, so pitiful, fine, granted then!"

Tong Xiaohua was not reluctant to treat Yan Bo to these stored wines, but rather, she was also convinced by his "atmosphere theory." Furthermore, she was genuinely afraid that she would randomly grab a bottle from the Storage Cabinet, and Yan Bo would drag her off somewhere strange.

She only feared Yan Bo might suddenly go crazy, but it seemed that she had overlooked something—if she insisted on going nowhere, this was her turf, and Yan Bo couldn’t do anything to her at all.

She bent down to fetch a bottle of wine from the storage cabinet under the bar, the very same red wine they had drunk that day.

Yan Bo took the red wine, reached for the corkscrew placed on the edge of the bar, and skillfully popped the cork.

Tong Xiaohua passed him a couple of wine glasses, Yan Bo poured the wine, and the two sat down on the high stools at the edge of the bar.

"Are you really that busy?"

Yan Bo held his wine glass and gently swirled the wine, his gaze firmly locked on Tong Xiaohua’s face once more.

The lighting in the Mini Bar was not bright; in fact, it carried a somewhat ambiguous light pink color. The thin pink cast upon Tong Xiaohua’s face enhanced her youthfulness and tenderness as an eighteen-year-old girl.

At this moment, Tong Xiaohua, in Yan Bo’s eyes, was no longer the boss of the Tong Family but merely a little girl he found increasingly hard to let go of.

One hand propping herself on the bar, Tong Xiaohua held her glass in the other and lazily swirled it.

Her long lashes drooped, eyes fixed on the dark wine color.

Busy?

Perhaps!

It was just that, compared to being busy, it seemed there were other more important things troubling her heart.

But these troubles, she could not bring herself to disclose to anyone, not even the person before her.

Yan Bo did not receive an answer, nor did he press further, only quietly watching her.

Watching her fan-like eyelashes cast two rows of shadows on her fair face, gently, strumming his heartstrings.

The helplessness faintly evident in her lowered eyes heavily struck his heart that he deemed strong.

And the hint of stubbornness revealed by her slightly pursed lips made him suffocate with discomfort.

"Are you facing some difficulties? Is there anything I can help with?"

Such a vulnerable Tong Xiaohua made Yan Bo surrender easily.

The idea of giving her the cold shoulder had long flown off to outer space. He felt a tinge of disgust and self-blame towards the part of himself that had intentionally wanted to neglect her.

Tong Xiaohua lifted her eyes and smiled at him, then brought the glass to her lips and took a light sip.

As the glass moved away, the bright red wine color lightly clung to her lips, shimmering enticingly.

Yan Bo involuntarily swallowed, embarrassed by his all-too-natural physiological reaction. He then quickly shifted his gaze away from her lips and said,

"Go on, tell me. Even if I can’t help, I will be a good listener."

Tong Xiaohua looked deeply at him, "My parents have gone abroad for a trip, but somehow, I always feel that they are not happy! I thought it should be their belated honeymoon and that they should be very happy and joyful."

The part that she mentioned was only a fraction of what troubled her. Another part, she naturally couldn’t bring herself to share with him.

Because, he was the root cause of the trouble.

Yan Bo was somewhat surprised. He had thought her troubles stemmed from the chaotic and highly challenging work at the Tong Family. He hadn’t expected that it could be due to issues with her parents. Could it be?

Could it be that there was some hidden trouble with Mr. and Mrs. Tong’s trip abroad?

"Maybe it’s just your misunderstanding?"

Without having a clear understanding of the situation, that was the only way he could comfort her.

Nonetheless, the fact that she was willing to talk to him about these matters was pleasing to Yan Bo.

At the very least, the wall she had deliberately built that day had been knocked down by her own hands today.

But he still didn’t understand why she had suddenly become guarded that day. Was it because of Ling Qingyun?

Or was it for some other reason?

"Perhaps..."

Tong Xiaohua herself couldn’t find an answer regarding her parents.

"I truly hope it’s just a misconception, that it’s because I am engulfed in trivial matters that I am so unnecessarily worried."

Tong Xiaohua often felt that her instincts were very accurate, but this time, she hoped they were wrong.

"Don’t worry, your parents aren’t children, and with the love they’ve shared over the years, how could they not be happy? It might just be the fatigue from traveling that’s making you feel that way," he consoled.

Yan Bo couldn’t bear to see her downcast, so even without knowing the actual situation, he still tried to put a positive spin on things to ease her mind.

When it came to her parents’ affairs, as their children, there’s actually very little they could do. After all, they were adults who could deal with the consequences, good or bad, by themselves.

"Mmh..." Tong Xiaohua’s lips relaxed slightly at the corners; clearly, Yan Bo’s words had some effect.

"By the way, I went back to Capital City a few days ago and just got back this afternoon. I brought back a lot of local specialties and plenty of tonics. Let me know when you have time, and I’ll give you some," he offered.

While packing that afternoon, he had thought it would be some time before he could hand over the big bag of local specialties to her.

Turns out, he didn’t have much patience for playing games with her.

Yan Bo inwardly smiled wryly, realizing that sparring with someone he liked was just a form of self-torment.

Something flickered in Tong Xiaohua’s eyes, but she didn’t ask anything.

She simply gave a faint acknowledgment and pushed her empty wine glass towards Yan Bo, signaling him to pour her another drink.

Yan Bo poured her half a glass, unable to stop himself from nagging, "Don’t drink too much, it’s not good for your health."

"Mmh..." Tong Xiaohua acknowledged again.

These past few days, she needed to drink a little wine every night in order to sleep.

Because she was afraid of Uncle Ming’s nagging and worries, she only took half of a sleeping pill out of the ten she had.

Unable to resort to medication, she had to rely on wine.

Little did she know that wine wasn’t exactly beneficial either. She drank a bit too much the other night and fell asleep right on the carpet, catching a cold and developing a fever the next day.

Fortunately, she had a strong constitution, and the fever subsided that same day. However, her appetite hadn’t been quite right these past two days, and Uncle Ming had outright forbidden her from going out, insisting she needed proper rest at home.

Only after she repeatedly assured him that she was fine today did Uncle Ming reluctantly allow her to go out and get some fresh air.

"I’ll take you to dinner tomorrow, bring the local specialties then," she said.

Tong Xiaohua didn’t particularly care about the specialties; she simply sought an excuse to meet with him.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she was momentarily startled, but the words could not be taken back.

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