The domineering president goes on a blind date

Li Anhe came to the outside of the hotel and did not notify Ying Zong, but followed Tong Nuanchen.

"Miss."

"Eanhe? You..." Tong Nuanchen seemed to have guessed something, and continued to walk forward with his head down.

The first lesson she learned since entering society is not to underestimate the insight of rich people. They can understand all of you when you are not in your situation.

"It seems that elder sister knows why I am here?" The Tong family has never plotted against him, and he always speaks his mind in front of the Tong family.

Before, when she was at the Tong family, Tong Nuanwan told Li Anhe that when her parents' funeral was held, Grandpa Tong did not allow girls to attend the funeral on the grounds that girls would disturb the dead.

It is said that Tong Nuanchen did not have any objection at that time. Li Anhe was suspicious that even if the Tong family deliberately made things difficult for them, Tong Nuanchen would not obey obediently.

There is only one possibility, that is, they gave a reason that Tong Nuanchen could not refuse.

Li Anhe walked behind Tong Nuanchen. No matter how rich he was in North City, he still regarded himself as a junior in front of Tong Nuanchen's family.

"Sister, does the condition offered by the Tong family include anything related to Wanwan?" They sisters were indeed not rich, but they still had 200,000 yuan. Now they needed to know where their parents' graves were, and giving money was the fastest and most direct way.

But Tong Nuanchen was furious and tried his best to stop it. He looked at Tong Nuanwan with sadness and reluctance in his eyes.

Tong Nuanchen stopped, his whole body trembling, his hands clenched into fists, and he did not look back.

The two figures looked lonely in the silent winter day.

"Sure enough, Wanwan is also a bargaining chip for the Tong family. Big sister, you don't need to tell me. If you think that Wanwan's affairs are beneficial to Wanwan because I don't know, then I don't know."

Tong Nuanchen looked at Li Anhe with a hint of doubt in his eyes. There was nothing that Beicheng Li wanted to know that they couldn't find out.

“I won’t check.”

Tong Nuanchen naturally believed the promise made by Li Anhe. Even if she didn't believe it, she could do nothing about it.

"Thank you, Anhe, you don't have to worry about anything, just live a good life with Wanwan."

Tong Nuanchen continued to walk forward. It was a cold winter and there were few pedestrians on the road. There were only two of them on the entire street.

"But Wanwan really wants to visit her parents' graves. Big sister, I'll find a way to do this. But don't worry, big sister, I won't give them any money."

"What are you going to do?" Tong Nuanchen's voice was very soft, as if he didn't have much hope for a solution. Grandpa Tong was seriously ill, and now he was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes.

"Didn't the Tong family move my parents' graves because of a shaman? In such a big world, it shouldn't be difficult to find a shaman, right?"

Tong Nuanchen stopped and looked around. When she was sure that there was no one on the roadside, she looked at Li Anhe.

"Grandpa is very ill, very sick, and can't stand being frightened." Tong Nuanchen reminded anxiously.

Parents don't want them to use this method to know where they are, otherwise what's the difference between them and their grandparents.

"I know that seriously ill elderly people should believe the words of the charlatan even more. If you meet a charlatan in broad daylight, you can just say a few words to him, at most you will have doubts, and then do what he says."

“Not scary?”

Tong Nuanchen's voice was trembling. She always kept a distance from some ghost stories. What's more, she felt a tingling sensation on her back.

"Not scary."

"Can?"

"Big sister, leave it to me."