The boss treats me as a brother

Chapter 7 From now on, she is Tong Zhuo

Yezhuo put his eyes on the drawing paper, "Fake, don't."

After a while of awkward silence, the rejected little luotou started to find a topic, "Sister, what are you doing?"

"Draw a gun."

His big black grape-like eyes lit up, and he hurriedly leaned over on tiptoe, but saw a strange-shaped thing drawn on the paper, and there was no trace of a gun at all, so he lost interest.

For a while, one focused on painting, and the other concentrated on playing with toy guns. They got along well and the picture was harmonious.

About half an hour later, there were footsteps outside the door, Tong Hua turned over numbly, stuffed the toy gun in his hand under the bed, and sat upright.

Then came the sound of the doorknob being twisted.

The middle-aged maid stood at the door with a smile on her face, "Mister and wife asked the two young masters to come downstairs for dinner."

Tong Zhuo frowned, his starry eyes were covered with ice, "Won't you knock on the door?"

The maid was swept over by her lightly, and felt creepy all over, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I will definitely pay attention next time."

Tong Zhuo looked away, glanced at the well-behaved fairy tale, and got up first to go downstairs.

The maid finally breathed a sigh of relief, it was too cold!terrible!Just one look gave her the illusion that she was about to be lingering.

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The smell of rice was wafting in the restaurant, Tong Xinghua picked up chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Tong Zhuo who was pulling the white rice.

After all, he was his eldest son, and he loved him even before he got lost. Even if he now knew that he was not the eldest son but the eldest daughter, it did not prevent him from exuding a kind fatherly love.

"Really, I asked my aunt to cook your favorite dish when you were a child."

Before she was five years old, her name was Tong Zhen.

However, now, in her opinion, this implication is a bit ironic, and she said lightly, "My name is Ye Zhuo."

Tong Xinghua was taken aback, and realized that this should be the name given by the family who adopted her.

Su Rui frowned and said, "Since we've gone home, we should continue to use the name Tong Zhen."

Ye Zhuo glanced at her expressionlessly, which made her heart skip a beat.

Because Tong Xinghua felt guilty towards her, he discussed and said, "How about Tong Zhuo? After all, you have already returned home, so you should change back to Tong's surname."

Ye Zhuo held the chopsticks, but his eyes were a little empty, obviously his thoughts were far away.

Su Rui put the chopsticks on the table, and ignored Tong Xinghua who gave her a wink with a not-so-pretty expression on her face, "I'm full."

She didn't leave, but sat at the dining table, elegantly wiping the corners of her lips with a tissue.

After a while, Yezhuo came back to his senses, and said lightly, "Yes."

What should be let go is always let go.

That being the case, she will be Tong Zhuo from now on.

Tong Xinghua was very happy, "Okay, Xiao Zhuo eats braised pork, which was your favorite when you were young."

Looking at the extra piece of braised pork in the bowl, Tong Zhuo suddenly lost his appetite.

Feeling irritable again, I also put down my chopsticks.

Tong Yao turned around on several people with wet eyes, finally looked at Tong Zhuo's button-off collar, pursed his lips and smiled, then showed a surprised expression, and said, "Sister, what's wrong with your clothes? "

How miserable, the family who adopted her didn't even give her a decent dress?
Su Rui reminded her second daughter, "Call me brother."

Tong Zhuo looked over, his eyes were calm, but deep like a cold pond.

Tong Xinghua felt uncomfortable looking at her clothes without a single button, and took out a card from his briefcase, "The mall is not closed yet, A Rui, take your child to buy some clothes, you want to buy some good ones."

(End of this chapter)