Along the cobblestone path, Tong Tong walked slowly.
As she thought about this, her ears listened to the voices that came from the Heyun House.
Heyun House was considered the most remote place in the Banshan Garden, but it couldn't stop the three lively and adorable little fellows from clamoring excitedly.
"Aiyo, these three little ancestors have gathered together again." Yin Shaofan's voice, "It's so noisy."
"Only the Uncle Yin is so noisy. "Humph!" Tingting said arrogantly.
"When my Mummy was here earlier, why didn't you complain?" Tao Tao said in an aged voice.
"Uncle Yin is very obedient." A soft voice.
"Alright, I was wrong. You are all good babies." Yin Shaofan immediately surrendered.
Tong Tong pursed his lips and smiled.
There seemed to be no one in this world who could not handle these three babies, if he knew earlier, he would have brought the three babies to mess with Qu Chenjiang.
When he thought of Qu Chenjiang, Tong Tong couldn't help but think of that torrential, small face.
She really regretted not slapping Qu Chenjiang a few times just now, beating him until his own mother couldn't recognize him. Only by knocking down a few of his teeth could she vent her hatred ??
Just as Tong Tong was thinking about this, the sound of a car horn came from in front of him.
Looking over, he saw a taxi slowly stopping in front of the Hehua House's entrance. Qu Yipeng got out of the taxi.
Seeing Qu Yipeng, Tong Tong's heart tightened.
"You're back?" Qu Yipeng's gaze happened to fall upon Tong Tong, and saw him right away.
"??" Tong Tong opened his mouth, but in the end, he was too embarrassed to say anything, so he could only nod his head.
Qu Yipeng raised his wrist, checked the time and said, "I came back just in time."
Tong Tong answered vaguely, jumped over the taxi and pushed open the courtyard door as he walked in.
The hall was empty and quiet. There was not a single person. Not even the silhouette of a Samoyed could be seen.
"Where is he?" Tong Tong was startled.
"Eldest Young Mistress has accompanied President Lin to see her friends and they're still not back yet." Uncle Wang stuck his head out from the kitchen, "Second Young Master just went upstairs. Zhan Qing should be here! "
Tong Tong glanced at Zhan Qing's room. His door was ajar, probably inside.
"Rongrong is still not back?" Qu Yipeng walked in and asked.
"No!" It seems like the Mrs. Fang asked them to go out. " Uncle Wang said, "If young master is worried, give President Lin a call and ask."
"No need." Qu Yipeng said.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the second floor as if he was telepathic.
Indeed, Qu Yihong was standing there, quietly staring at the first floor, as though he was deep in thought.
Qu Yipeng's gaze turned towards the door of Zhan Qing's room: "If you see them return, Zhan Qing will inform us in time."
"Okay young master." Zhan Qing promised from his room.
Hearing Zhan Qing's reply, Qu Yipeng relaxed his expression and walked towards the stairs.
Seeing that Tong Tong was still standing in the hall in a daze, Qu Yipeng stopped in his tracks and held onto the railing with one hand.
He looked down at the absent-minded Tong Tong from above: "If you want an answer, then come to the study room."
"Yes. "Of course." Tong Tong replied instantly as he involuntarily stepped towards the stairs.
Just hearing Qu Yipeng's words made her extremely excited.
She had waited long enough for this reply, and she would not delay it for another second to avoid further complications.
Arriving at the study room on the second floor, Qu Yihong was already seated inside and had actually brewed three cups of tea.
After sitting in front of the two brothers, Tong Tong unconsciously tensed up.
She took a cup of tea and held it tightly in both hands, as if she was about to crush it.
"It's just the three of us, don't worry." Qu Yipeng said gently, "You can say whatever you want, no need to be afraid of anything."
"Where's Rongrong?" Tong Tong could not help but ask.
Without Rongrong present, would Qu Yipeng's answer be effective?
Tong Tong was not very optimistic about this. Qu Yipeng was not a match for Qu Yihong.
It was not like that old Qu Yihong, who would always make decisions by himself, and every time she could only get dry and angry.
Qu Yihong moved his palm that was placed on the side of the desk forward, and held onto Tong Tong's cold fingertip.
Tong Tong was stu
ed and subconsciously, she wanted to retract her small hand ??
Qu Yihong did not loosen his grip, and said gently: "Let's agree on what to do first."
The study room suddenly quieted down.
It was obvious that the three of them were quite serious.
The most nervous one was of course Tong Tong. She straightened her back and stiffened.
Even though they were sitting face to face, Tong Tong still couldn't believe that Qu Yipeng was actually willing to talk about Tingting's fate.
It was not easy. She even suspected that the two brotherhood wouldn't work together to trick the Herself ??
"Second brother, please agree with Tongtong first." Qu Yipeng said gently, "Do you wish for Tingting to completely regain your daughter's identity?"
"??" Tong Tong glanced at Qu Yihong with a complicated expression.
Of course she hoped so, but she was probably the only one who would hope so.
Qu Yihong valued his kinship and affection, and protected every single one of his family members. Even if it was for Luo Bingrong's sake, he was definitely not willing to take things one step at a time.
Giving Tong Tong a deep glance, Qu Yihong muttered to himself, "If that's the case, then where will it be hardest for Rongrong ?? What do you think, Tongtong? "
"I ??" Tong Tong gulped down the words he said.
Only the heavens knew that the reason why she had been conflicted for so many days, was precisely for the sake of Luo Bingrong's mother's heart.
The Qu brothers could hurt Tong Tong's heart, but she, as a woman, could not hurt Luo Bingrong's heart ??
Qu Yihong let out a faint sigh, and turned to Qu Yipeng. "Big Brother, let's talk about your plans first."
"That's right!" Tong Tong said weakly, "It's been a few months, you should have your own ideas."
"Since it's hard to say, then I'll agree to it." Qu Yipeng slowly leaned back in his chair, crossing his ten fingers, and calmly looked at Qu Yihong and Tong Tong, "I've thought of a few ideas these past few days, look at which one is the best. If you don't like it, you can give me a choice. "
"Big brother, speak." Qu Yihong nodded.
Tong Tong quietly drank his tea, his ears perked up.
Qu Yipeng slowly stood up and paced around the study room. "I'm sure Tong Tong is willing to take the first type of person, and will help Tingting regain his identity as your daughter. From now on, Rongrong and I will withdraw from Tingting's life."
Tong Tong quietly raised his head and looked at Qu Yipeng.
Would the Young Master Qu really be willing to do that? Was he that magnanimous? Then what about Luo Bingrong?
It's an idealistic solution...
"Of course I don't want to use this plan the most." Qu Yipeng said honestly, "Second Brother, you know in your heart that if I do this, I will definitely take the risk of losing Rongrong."
"Huh?" Tong Tong's hand trembled, and he poured some tea out.
Qu Yipeng let out a light breath, "Now, let's talk about the second plan: let's pretend that none of this has happened, and that Tingting is still our Tingting ??"
"No." Tong Tong suddenly stood up, her eyes red, she clenched her teeth and glared at Qu Yipeng.
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