Veils of Beiping Novel Chapter 25

Before Tony Tao could answer, she suddenly realized it and said hurriedly: "I forgot that Suixin is still ill. You have to spend more time with her. Are you still busy? Go quickly. I'm free. here My phone. I'm always home."

Tony Tao said: "Okay."

He said yes, and she was stunned for a moment. His face quickly turned red.

Tony Tao opened the door for her and waited until she left before getting in the car.

Su Meizhen's new car drove in front, and when it turned the corner, it blew its horn and stepped aside to let his motorcade pass first.

Tony Tao opened the curtains and waved his hand. I don’t know if she could see clearly.

Is she always at home... waiting for his call? So someone who loves to play, make noise, and dance?

Lu Sihai then said to Tony Tao: "Mr. Kong personally called you this morning to ask if you had arrived. I said you were in a meeting and he refused to transfer it to you. He only said that there would be no outsiders at the dinner... In addition, Mrs. Kong had just traveled from the United States. When she comes back, her second lady and her family will also come back with her. They will also attend the dinner."

Tony Tao did not expect to hear this news.

He and Kong Yuanqiu have been friends for many years. Kong Yuanqiu's wife, Zhao Wuxia, the third daughter of the Zhao family, and her second sister Jin Huiquan's wife, Zhao Wugou...a socialite in Shanghai today and a lady from a famous family in Peiping back then. Also, her cousins.

Wendy Wu and Hui Quan immigrated to the United States a few years ago. Hui Quan often travels between China and the United States due to official duties and has no time to return to China, but this is the first time.

"Send flowers to Mrs. Kong and Mrs. Jin at the Kong Mansion for me. Just say that I will be there on time for the dinner," he said.

"But you just..."

"It's okay." Tony Tao got into the car.

"That's right. The Confucius Mansion is the most Western-style, and the dinner will not start until eight o'clock. You can have something here first, and then go there... Miss Suixin is also happy, and you don't want to delay things." Sihai also got into the car with a smile on his face. He opened the small piece of paper he had with him and searched it. He didn't find what he was looking for, so he turned around and asked, "Commander, what kind of flowers are suitable to give to Mrs. Kong?"

"Peony." Tony Tao said. Wu Kuai loves peonies the most, and Wendy Wu loves hostas. "Peonies and hostas."

Both of these are not difficult to find in Shanghai in the severe winter.

"Hosta...peony...are there any alternatives?" Lu Sihai bit the cap of his pen and asked vaguely.

Tony Tao looked at his informal appearance, frowned slightly and said, "No."

"Roses? Gardenias? White roses and gardenias are both beautiful... Mrs. Kong likes flowers the most. I know a shop that has everything from flowers baked in the greenhouse." Lu Sihai said to himself.

Gardenia... Tony Tao seemed to smell the rich fragrance of gardenia.

In the heat of summer, the richness of gardenia sometimes makes people feel breathless, but in winter, that may be just right.

The gloomy winter in Shanghai is really unbearable sometimes.

He seemed to have never liked Shanghai.

Too delicate, too delicate, he always felt that it was incompatible with him.

And all the prosperity related to this place is like a passing cloud to him, as if it will be forgotten after passing by.

However, he still remembered some things.

"Xiaosi," he said.

"Yes." Lu Sihai collected his small notebook.

"Remember to remind me to buy Commander Kai's snacks," he confessed.

His Sui Xin is the sweetest. Most of the dim sum outside is unpalatable. But Suixin likes Kai Ling’s horseshoe cake.

"Yes." Lu Sihai agreed.

The convoy passed through the street, and vehicles and pedestrians gave way.

Tony Tao closed his eyes.
Jane's residence is not far from Tu Mansion, both located in the west of the French Concession.

She walked in and sat on the sofa in the foyer. Only then did her legs stop shaking.