pampered roses

Busy with filming night scenes at night, Tangli was still hungry.

On the way, Fu Zechen asked Tangli what she wanted to eat. Tangli's eyes fell outside the window, and the street lights on both sides kept receding. When she passed the convenience store, Tangli suddenly turned her head to look at Fu Zechen.

"I want to eat potato chips."

Fu Zechen frowned, and stopped at the entrance of the convenience store without refusing.

Tangli is still picking snacks, not just potato chips, but also some bread, yogurt slices, chicken drumsticks, seaweed, etc., almost filling the shopping cart.

When checking out, Tangli saw the items on the shelf again, and turned to look at Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows with a serious face: "It's definitely not going to be needed tonight."

Tangli pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice, "How do you know?"

Fu Zechen's eyes were slightly deep, and he raised his hand to pinch her cheek, his eyes were a little dangerous, "Huh?"

Tangli frowned, and slapped his hand away, "I said, I didn't say I would buy it."

After the clerk finished paying, Tangli snorted softly, and walked ahead carrying snacks.

Putting the snacks on the back seat, Fu Zechen drove away, heading back home, but when there was still a distance, Fu Zechen stopped.

A street light was on in the distance, Fu Zechen unbuckled his seat belt and signaled Tangli to do it.

Tangli was a little dazed. Just as she opened the door, a gust of cool wind blew by. She rubbed her arms. Fu Zechen came over with a coat and put it on Tangli's shoulders.

"Fu Zechen? Where are we going?"

"I'll find out later."

Fu Zechen held Tangli in one hand and the snacks he just bought in the other, leading her up the stairs.

All the way to the top of the mountain, Tangli was a little surprised to see the scene in front of her.

On the top of the mountain is a relatively spacious flat floor with a tent that has been set up, and a telescope is placed in front of the tent.

Everything has been prepared long ago, and it doesn't seem like a temporary idea at all.

Tangli turned her head, Wu Run's eyes looked at Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen met her with lowered eyes, with a light expression on his face, "There will be a meteor shower tonight, don't you want to watch it?"

"Think!" Tangli nodded, with bright eyes, she immediately walked to the telescope and stared at the sky.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be very close to them, Tangli raised her hand, as if she really touched the stars.

The wind at night was very cool, and Tang Li's hair on the sideburns was blown up. Fu Zechen walked behind her: "Did you see it?"

Tangli stared into the telescope, her voice was a little erratic and cute, "I see, the moon is so close."

Fu Zechen wrapped his arms around her, wrapping her in his arms, and the cold sandalwood scent almost completely enveloped her.

At this moment, the moon is embracing her.

-

The tent was built very carefully, and there were blankets on the grass next to it.

Tangli and Fu Zechen were sitting on the grass. She leaned on his shoulder and raised her hand to draw the shape of the moon. Her voice was soft and soft: "Fu Zechen, when will the meteor come?"

Fu Zechen glanced at the time, "It's almost here."

Tangli didn't respond, and after a while, Fu Zechen's shallow breathing sounded in his ears. Fu Zechen lowered his eyes and saw Tangli's curled eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and his porcelain-white face was slightly flushed. , the palm-sized delicate face was almost buried in the clothes, obviously asleep.

He twitched his lips, raised his hand, and finally stopped when he was still a little away from Tangli's face, rubbed his fingers, retracted his hand, saw the starry sky, and said nothing.

-

Tangli was awakened by a gust of wind.

She opened her eyes in a daze, rubbed against Fu Zechen's neck, and said softly, "Fu Zechen, what time is it?"

"It's almost three o'clock."

"Oh……"

Tangli paused, then opened her eyes again, this time she was really awake: "What about the meteor shower?"

Fu Zechen casually played with the grass he got from who knows where, and said calmly, "It's gone."

Tangli frowned, a little regretful: "Why didn't you call me, I haven't made a wish yet."

Fu Zechen looked down at her, held her hand, and put the grass ring on her finger, "It's okay, I've already promised you."

Tangli was startled, and looked down at the grass ring on her hand, "How can you help me?"

"Why not?" Fu Zechen asked back, pinching Tangli's face.The tone is light.

Tangli frowned: "You don't even know what my wish is, so you help me make a wish?"

Fu Zechen's expression was indifferent, with a look of indifference, and his tone was naturally domineering, "I don't care about it."

"Anyway, all my wishes are related to Mrs. Fu." He paused, then glanced sideways at her, "I just don't know if Mrs. Fu is the same as me."

Tangli froze for a moment, her eyes bent into crescents, and she leaned on Fu Zechen's shoulder again.

"Me too."

"My wishes are all related to Mr. Fu."

The two looked at each other, and Fu Zechen stroked her finger, "Do you like the ring I gave you?"

Tangli glanced at the grass ring on her hand, smiled, and nodded.

Fu Zechen snorted and pinched her cheek, "So easy to coax?"

Tangli nodded and leaned very close to him.

The cold sandalwood scent from Fu Zechen's body hit her, clasped her palms, and clasped her fingers tightly between her fingers, tightly fitting,

"We'll hold the wedding after your film is finished."

Tangli leaned against him, didn't speak, but nodded vigorously.

There were fewer and fewer stars in the sky, and there was a gleam of white light on the distant horizon. They left from the top of the mountain and drove home.

After such a toss on the road, Tangli was not so sleepy when she got home.

Tangli was a little thirsty when she got home, so she drank water at the bar first, and asked Fu Zechen to take a bath first.

After waiting for a while, she pursed her lips, let her hair loose, took off her shoes, and pushed open the bathroom door.

When Fu Zechen saw her coming in, his expression moved slightly.

Tangli walked over directly, and her whole body was also drenched under the shower. She stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to hug his neck and kissed him. Fu Zechen's breathing was obviously tight, and he also hugged her waist in the next second. Bow down and kiss.

Water drops from the shower above her head kept falling, and almost all of Tangli's black hair fell to her sides, entangled between the two of them.

Her eyes were soaked with water, and she stared straight at him,

"Fu Zechen, I don't want to sleep tonight."

Fu Zechen stared at her, pinched her waist and took a step forward, pressed her against the cold bathroom wall behind him, bent down and kissed her deeply.

.........

The next day, Tangli opened her eyes, and she was slumped under the soft quilt. The folded clothes were placed next to the pillow, which was a white camellia cheongsam. After Tangli changed her clothes and went downstairs, Fu Zechen had already gone out. , there is a prepared breakfast on the table.

When she was almost done eating, Tang Qi and Su Qing came to pick her up.

On the way, Tangli leaned on the car door with one hand, thinking about what happened last night, her eyebrows frowned, her expression a little puzzled.

The two of them failed to make the last step last night, and Fu Zechen still stopped at the critical moment.

Tangli didn't understand, she could feel it, and so did Fu Zechen...but why she didn't want to.

Tangli couldn't figure it out, and the weird feeling in her heart became more and more difficult to ignore.

Tang Qi glanced at Tangli secretly, seeing that her face was not looking well, she was a little worried.

"Tangtang, did you not have a good rest?"

Su Qing's eyes fell on Tangli, and she was also concerned.

Tangli shook her head: "It's okay, I'm thinking about the script."

She said so, and the two of them didn't ask any more questions.

-

When they arrived at the set, Tangli went to the dressing room to prepare for makeup and change costumes. Halfway through, Jiang Nanzhi came in, looked at the others and shouted: "You all get out of here."

The makeup artist and costume artist looked at each other, and neither of them moved for a while.

Jiang Nanzhi frowned: "Don't understand?"

After all, she was still the assistant director, and the others didn't dare to say anything, soon only Tangli and Jiang Nanzhi were left in the dressing room.

Tangli raised her eyes, glanced at Jiang Nanzhi in the mirror, and asked with a gentle smile, "Is there something wrong?"

The corners of Jiang Nanzhi's lips straightened, and she approached Tangli, almost pinning her on the seat, with a distorted expression on her face, staring at Tangli, she raised her hand: "Tangli, why are you so shameless!"

The direction of the slap was about to fall towards Tangli's face, Tangli suppressed her smile, raised her hand to hold Jiang Nanzhi's wrist, the slap fell in mid-air, and could not go any further.

"Tangli—"

Jiang Nanzhi was so angry that she couldn't hold back what she said, no matter whether she was on the set or not.

"Do you still know shame! Don't you already have Fu Qingyang? Why are you still not satisfied and want to seduce your boyfriend's uncle? Do you have any sense of shame!"

The smile on Tangli's face disappeared completely, her pupils like ink stared at Jiang Nanzhi, her tone was cold: "Don't think of people so dirty, not everyone is what you think you think."

As Tangli spoke, she didn't know what she thought of, and she suddenly smiled: "And, didn't you say that you are dating Fu Zechen recently? I don't have a chance."

Jiang Nanzhi's face froze, her expression was ugly, her eyes were red, and she was angry.

She stared at Tangli, and withdrew her hand, Tangli relaxed, and Jiang Nanzhi took two steps back.

Jiang Nanzhi gritted her teeth and stared at Tangli: "Just wait!"

After speaking, open the door and go out.

"Bam—"

Tangli heard the sound of closing the door as if venting her anger, her face was calm, and she sat down again in her seat. It didn't take long for the makeup artist and costume artist to come in.

"Teacher Tang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, thank you for your hard work."

The two shook their heads and said nothing, one continued to help Tangli prepare clothes, and the other continued to put on makeup.

-

Although this season is autumn, the temperature during the day is still a bit high.

A black Bentley was parked downstairs, the windows were closed tightly to keep out the heat outside.

Fu Zechen was dressed in a suit, with his long legs propped up casually, looking at the document that Xu Ze had just handed over.

While he was watching, Xu Ze was reporting the situation.

"Jiuye, I found out recently that Ms. Jiang's life experience is a bit complicated. She is the child of Mr. Ye and Mrs. Jiang before marriage. Even if Ms. Jiang is born, Mr. Ye has no intention of marrying Mrs. Jiang."

Jiang Nanzhi is the product of Ye Wentian and Jiang's mother's mistakes, which originated from an accident before marriage.

When he was young, Ye Wentian was the object of many people's hearts in these four or nine cities, so naturally many people paid attention to him.

Mother Jiang is one of them.

The two had an accident once, but that time, they had a child.

Mother Jiang was originally a collateral branch of the Jiang family, and she was never favored since she was a child. She fantasized that this child would be able to enter the door of the Ye family. Even if she had a child, Ye Wentian would not want to marry Mother Jiang at all.

Because Ye Wentian had someone in his heart at that time, and he didn't want to tarnish this beauty at all, so for this child and Jiang's mother, Ye Wentian's solution was to ask for anything, except to marry her.

But the people at Jiang's mother's house couldn't let it go, they used all kinds of methods, but in the end they couldn't force Ye Wentian to compromise.

Xu Ze said: "I heard that Mr. Ye almost became a monk because of that person back then. In the end, it was Mr. Ye who came forward and forced Mr. Ye to give up his idea."

Fu Zechen's eyes fell on the document, his face was very cold, Xu Ze continued.

After that, there was Youran Tea House. As for Mother Jiang, she had no way to succeed, and she couldn't possibly die on Ye Wentian's body. After giving birth to Jiang Nanzhi, she remarried, and Jiang Nanzhi had been raised in Jiang Nanzhi Home.

After Xu Ze finished speaking, Fu Zechen also finished reading the documents in his hand. He lowered his eyes and said nothing, Xu Ze said again: "Master Jiu, I got Miss Jiang's hair earlier, and I will take it to do with Madam as you said. The results of the dna test showed that the two were not related by blood."

Fu Zechen's face darkened even more, that is to say, Tangli had nothing to do with Ye Wentian.

After Xu Ze finished speaking, he didn't make a sound. The narrow compartment was very quiet, and the air pressure was a little low. Fu Zechen looked at the document in his hand, his face was cold, his jaw line was tense, and he held the document with his fingers without saying a word.