Zhao Dong was a little worried, but couldn't bear Jiang Ying's urging, "Are you really okay?"
"It's no problem. The investigation team is still waiting to interview me. Sun Weidong doesn't dare to do anything until I speak!"
Shu Qing also added, "Don't worry, I'm still here in the hospital. You can go about your business. I won't watch Sister Ying being bullied by that bad guy!"
Zhao Dong thought about it, and then he said with confidence: "Okay, then I'll go do some errands first, and I'll come over to see you later. If you need anything, call me anytime."
Seeing Zhao Dong leave, Shu Qing couldn't help but be curious, "Sister Ying, how are you going to deal with that Sun Weidong? I can see that you don't want Brother Dong to get involved in this trouble."
"Why, do you feel bad that he got involved?"
Shu Qing was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said: "Sister Ying, don't make trouble. You could see just now that he wanted to stay away from me."
Jiang Ying also avoided the topic just now, "Then you don't want to win Zhao Dong back?"
"Forget it, I told him last time. It's enough to just keep a distance as a friend and wish him well from a distance!"
"Silly girl!"
The two women looked at each other, remembering their own sad things, and their eyes were red.
...
On the other side, Zhao Dong got on the bus and staggered straight to Jiudu.
Halfway through, Tang Rou called.
"Zhao Dong, when will you come over?"
Zhao Dong was speechless for a while. He didn't know if this woman had early menopause, or if she was simply unhappy with him. Anyway, her tone was always extremely awkward every time he heard her speak.
"Right away, on the bus."
Tang Rou looked disdainful, "Can't you just take a taxi? Really, I've never seen such a useless man like you!"
Zhao Dong held back his anger and said, "Who are you talking about?"
"Don't be so glass-hearted, I'll just talk about the matter. Your wife is also a well-known local entrepreneur in Tianzhou. If she doesn't even mention giving you a car, why won't she leave you the taxi money?"
Zhao Dong said unhappily: "Something happened to me suddenly and I can't get over it."
Tang Rou threatened Xiao Wu: "If you don't come and pull me down, your brother will be dead or alive. Don't come to me to complain!"
"What the hell..."
In the middle of Zhao Dong's swear words, he suddenly realized that everyone on the bus was staring at him and hurriedly shut up.
Tang Rou said sarcastically: "If you are not convinced, come here and bite me!"
...
The phone was hung up, and Tang Roule leaned back and forth.
Bai Bing asked in surprise, "Is it Zhao Dong again who gives you pleasure?"
"how do you know?"
"He is also unlucky to meet such a petty devil like you!"
Bai Bing was also helpless. He didn't know why Zhao Dong was targeted by this little witch from the Tang family.
Every time she had a conversation, if she didn't say a few words to the other person, she would feel uncomfortable all over.
Tang Rou curled her lips and said, "He deserves it. He always acts so self-righteous in front of me. I just don't like this guy!"
"By the way, have you found out the origin of that painting?"
I heard that Zhao Dong actually produced a pair of works by Master Tuxue last time, and Bai Bing was also extremely surprised.
However, she is relatively quiet and shy, so it is not easy to ask about such personal matters in person.
Tang Rou said eagerly, "Not yet, he promised me last time, and he must give me an explanation today. If you dare to be dishonest, I will peel off his skin!"
Bai Bing advised, "After all, it's his privacy. If people really don't want to talk about it, forget it."
"How can that be done? If Master Taxue's works are placed in the hands of such a scoundrel, wouldn't they be ruined? Does he know how to appreciate them?"
Bai Bing smiled bitterly, not knowing why Tang Rou was so prejudiced against Zhao Dong.