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Tong Jincheng nodded: "Then I'll be relieved.

Zhao Jia saw that he didn't seem to want to talk more, so he said, "Brother Jincheng, if you are busy, you should go ahead and do it first."

"Okay. If you need anything, call me."

"Well, you go ahead.

Tong Jincheng stood up and left.

He sat in the car, thought for a while, and then dialed Yang Xiaowen's phone: "Hey, Xiaowen, I have something important to ask you. Are you convenient now?"

On the other end of the phone, Yang Xiaowen smiled and said: "If you have any questions, just ask, I'll be there when you call!"

"Do you know someone named Zhao Jia?"

Yang Xiaowen immediately retorted: "I don't know you!"

"Don't know her?" Tong Jincheng frowned, "But I heard Weiwei say that she has a cousin-in-law named Zhao Jia. Is she this girl?"

Yang Xiaowen's smile gradually stiffened, and her voice became sinister: "Hey, whose little girl is this? She's so brave. How dare you lie to me, the young master of the Tong Group!"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became: "She clearly wants to kill you. Tong Jincheng, let me tell you, my brother-in-law, Yang Xiaowen, will not marry your sister. Even if she takes off her clothes, she can't get married!"

"Xiaowen, you misunderstood her, she didn't mean to lie to me.

Yang Xiaowen snorted coldly: "Tong Jincheng, let me tell you. This sister of mine has been spoiled to the point of being unruly and willful. If you don't teach her a lesson, you will regret it in the future."

Tong Jincheng sighed: "Xiaowen, you don't know. Your sister..."

"I don't know! I don't care!"

Tong Jincheng shook his head: "If you don't believe it, there is nothing I can do."

After saying that, she hung up the phone directly.

This time, he really had something important to deal with.

Moreover, he was vaguely aware that Zhao Jia had plans for him.

Tong Jincheng was about to start the engine when he discovered that his tire had blown out.

He resisted the urge to curse, took the tire from another car, replaced it, and continued driving to the company.

He was absent-minded along the way, and the images of that night kept popping up in his mind. That scene haunted him like a curse and couldn't go away.

Zhao Jia's words made him even more confused.

When he thought that Zhao Jia did that kind of thing because he admired him, he felt chills all over and wanted to knock him out with a piece of tofu.

"Ring-ring-ring-ring-"

The phone suddenly rang and it was Zhao Jia's number.

Tong Jincheng took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and pressed the answer button: "Jiajia, what's the matter?"

…Please give me flowers…

Zhao Jia's voice sounded a little urgent: "Brother Jincheng, I just called you many times, but you didn't answer the phone. What are you doing? Can you come to our house for dinner tonight?

Tong Jincheng was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I have some things to do tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to go.

"Ah? That's it. Then come back next time when you have time." Zhao Jia said disappointedly.

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"good."

Tong Jincheng packed up his things and left the cafe. He drove to the market to buy vegetables. After buying the vegetables, he went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of ingredients.

For dinner, he cooked a sumptuous meal.

After finishing the meal, Tong Weiwei was so excited that she couldn't wait to run to the living room to play games with porridge.

Tong Jincheng went back to his room to take a shower.

After taking a bath, he lay on the bed, tossing and turning, and fell asleep.

He picked up his phone to refresh the messages, only to find that the web page was all about the scandal between him and Zhao Jia.

Zhao Jia was pressed against the wall and kissed, and the person who secretly photographed him even praised him as the "national husband"!

He took a look at the photo and saw that he was indeed handsome, but he would never admit that he would be some kind of "national husband."

He threw his cell phone aside and forced himself to sleep and work. .