"You don't need to question who he is." A voice came from behind Kui.
Kui didn't need to look to know who she was, and he consciously stepped aside. The person behind him walked out with a gloomy expression. "Bing'er, are you alright?" Seeing the person behind Kui come out, Chengyu asked with a smile."I'm fine." There seemed to be a hint of anger in her voice. "That's good, I came to see you." As she said this, Chengyu unconsciously clasped her hands together and rubbed them together. Because the temperature here was so low!
"Is there anything you need?" Bingtong asked. "Oh, nothing, I just noticed you didn't look well, so I came to see you." Chengyu said apologetically.
"Oh! Is that so! Then you can leave if there's nothing else, I need to rest. Also, Kui is my man, no one can question him, don't cause him any trouble." After saying this, she went into the room. Chengyu wanted to say something more, but seeing this, she didn't know what to say.
"Let's go!" Chengyu turned back to the group helplessly. Everyone chuckled and followed Yongyu down into the living room.
Kui watched them leave, then leaned against the wall, lowered his head, and closed his eyes, seemingly resting.
"Phew~~ Talking to Tong'er was terrifying," Yongyu said, sitting on the sofa. "Yeah! The coldness emanating from her almost froze me to death," Youyun added.
"I remember once I accidentally touched her, and she was like an ice pop, ice cold, without a trace of warmth," Weiyi recalled. "Sigh! Tong'er's never been home since she was little. No wonder. I'll go arrange dinner. You guys stay too!" Yongyu stood up and said to them.
"Alright! We'll accept your offer," Youyun said without hesitation. "You guys are really..." Yongyu smiled and went to make the arrangements.
~~~~Add me on QQ!!! "Go and call Tong'er down for dinner!" Ming, Bing Tong's father, said to Cheng Yu. "Okay." Cheng Yu had only uttered one word when a voice came from behind: "No need, I'm coming." Everyone turned around and saw Bing Tong, dressed in white, walking over from behind.
Reaching the table, Bing Tong politely called out, "Daddy, Mommy." The two laughed happily upon hearing this. They said joyfully, "Tong'er, sit down and eat!" "Mm." Bing Tong smiled and nodded, then walked to a seat. Kui, who was standing behind her, pulled out a chair for her. Bing Tong smiled and sat down. Everyone around watched as Bing Tong walked over and sat down, exuding an air of nobility. Ming looked at everyone and said, "Everyone, eat!" After saying this, everyone began to eat. Bing Tong looked at the food in front of her, seemingly without any appetite. "Tong'er, what's wrong? Is the food not to your liking?" Ran, Bing Tong's mother, asked curiously when she saw that Bing Tong barely touched her chopsticks. "Ah? Mommy, no." Bing Tong was startled when she heard someone call her, then quickly recovered and replied. Because in the past, no one ever spoke while Bing Tong and her family ate. So, the sudden mention of someone startled her. "If it's not to your liking, have the chef make it again," Ran said. "Hehe, Mommy, it's okay. It's very much to my liking, the food is very good," Bing Tong smiled and said. She even picked up a piece of green vegetable and put it in her mouth, her face smiling, but her heart was struggling. Bing Tong swallowed it with great effort. Back at the castle, she almost never ate these kinds of things. She rarely ate out, partly because she was afraid of danger, and partly because she was afraid the food outside wasn't clean. "Tong'er, you'll move back in from today!" Ming said halfway through the meal. "Ah? No way. I have a house outside, and I have friends outside too," Bing Tong resolutely refused. "But you haven't come home to stay in a long time," Ran said, her tone tinged with sadness. "I have a lot of things to do. I can promise you I'll come back one day a week." Seeing how sad they were, Bing Tong couldn't bear to be too heartless. "Okay, then you have to come back every week!" Ran's tone was a bit like a child's. "Okay." Bing Tong nodded, indicating her agreement. "By the way, Tong'er, I watched your press conference. You've already graduated from Harvard, right?" Cheng Yu asked, looking at Bing Tong. "Yes, I graduated from Harvard a long time ago. And I'm the one who sets all your exam questions." At this point, Bing Tong remembered the time they scolded the person who set the questions. As she thought of it, the others also thought of it. They all raised their hands and scratched their heads in embarrassment. "Tong'er, I never expected you to achieve so much after you left home. I've also heard that you're not only a professor at Harvard, but also a pop diva. It's truly remarkable!" Ming looked at Bing Tong with admiration. "Hehe! Daddy, you flatter me." Bing Tong smiled. "Tong'er, will you still be attending school?" Yong Yu asked.
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