pampered roses

The next day, when Tangli woke up, her roommate was already packing her luggage. After saying goodbye to Tangli, it was time to go home.

Tangli washed up, put on light makeup, and left the dormitory with her suit bag.

At the school gate, Tangli took a taxi on the software and left Beijing Dance University not long after.

The weather was fine today, and the wind blowing over was warm. Tang Li hugged the bag in her arms. She stared out of the car window in a daze, her eyes narrowed, a little dazed.

The trees on both sides kept retreating, the vehicles coming and going, the towering buildings, and the halo slanting down from the top of the head made everything in front of us full of unreality.

An hour later, the taxi stopped in the villa area.

Tangli paid and got out of the car, looking up at the scene in front of her.

Located in the villa area in the outskirts, each villa is very far away, this is a place where only the truly powerful can afford to live, every step of the way is expensive, so many people are discouraged.

Tangli is wearing a pink cheongsam today. The hem of the cheongsam is just past her knees. The cheongsam is embroidered with light-colored cloud patterns. The silk fabric hangs down softly, highlighting her exquisite figure. With a slight smile on his face, he followed the address given by Fu Zechen to the gate of his villa.

Tangli reached out to ring the doorbell.

No one responded to the first sound for a long time, Tangli pursed her lips and pressed it again.

The door opened soon this time, but Fu Zechen wasn't the one who came out first.

The girl who rushed out looked young, with long red hair flamboyant and somewhat unorthodox, Tangli froze in place without saying a word.

In all fairness, the girl is very good-looking, with a small face the size of a palm, and delicate facial features.

Of course, if you ignore the ripped jeans and low-cut suspenders on her body, as well as some exaggerated makeup on her face.

Tangli thought, this person is really good-looking.

The girl's complexion was not very good. She looked at Tangli and was taken aback for a moment, then she looked away impatiently.

Tangli realized that this impatience was not aimed at her.

The next second, the girl turned her head and looked into the villa, still cursing.

"Fu Zechen, you are a bastard, just wait."

"Just know how to bully me, and see how I sue!"

After leaving such a harsh word, the girl left without looking back.

Tangli tightened her grip on the belt of her suit, standing at the door either going in or retreating.

It was beyond Tangli's expectation to see other girls at Fu Zechen's place.

She was in a daze, and stood at the door for a long time without moving.

Until footsteps were heard on the stairs.

Tangli subconsciously looked over.

Fu Zechen seemed to have just finished his work.

He was wearing a white shirt, the top two buttons were unbuttoned, and the neckline was a little loose, revealing his delicate and cold white collarbone.

His slender, white fingers rested on the wooden stair railing, and his cuffs were rolled up to reveal his cold white wrist bones. Beads were wrapped around his wrists. Fu Zechen tapped the railing with his fingertips and looked at Tangli.

He has a cold expression, the hair on his forehead is casually laid, the sharp and clear jawline is relaxed, and there is no emotion in his dark and deep eyes.

He stood on the steps, from top to bottom, his eyes fell on Tang Li.

"come in."

Fu Zechen spoke in a cold tone, and raised his chin to signal Tangli not to stand at the door.

Tangli's face paled, she walked in with her suit in her arms without saying a word, and then handed the bag to Fu Zechen.

"Uncle, your suit."

Fu Zechen took it, Tangli pursed her lips, and was about to leave immediately.

"The suit has been delivered, I'll go back first, little uncle."

"What's the hurry?" Fu Zechen said, his tone was cold, he came down from the stairs, threw his suit on the sofa, and said softly, "Have you eaten?"

Tangli raised her eyes and said nothing, but Fu Zechen turned her head and raised her eyebrows.

"ate……"

Ignoring the slight astringency in her heart, Tangli gripped the hem of her clothes with her fingertips, and answered Fu Zechen's words softly.

In fact, she hasn't eaten yet, but she doesn't want to stay here any longer.

Fu Zechen hummed and sat opposite Tangli.

"I have not eaten."

Tangli froze, looked up at Fu Zechen, but didn't realize what it meant.

The next second, Fu Zechen made a phone call and told that person to come and cook.

After explaining in a few words, Fu Zechen hung up the phone and looked at Tangli with a little interest in his eyes.

"Since you have eaten, then eat with me."

Tangli lowered her eyes, her pretty and beautiful face had a calm expression, the corners of her mouth curled up, but she didn't smile much, and she didn't speak, as if she was thinking about something.

Fu Zechen focused, and spoke again after a while: "Scared by my niece?"

Tangli raised her head, blinking her eyes, unable to react.

niece?

Fu Zechen's expression was light, and he seemed to say casually, "The one just now, Shamat, my niece."

Tangli was startled, she loosened her tightly clenched palms, and the corners of her lips curled up, "I'm not scared."