pampered roses

Tangli spoke very slowly, bit by bit, as if she had returned to that time, but the temperature behind her told her that it had been a long time.

At the beginning, it was really miserable to be bullied everywhere, until I met a nobleman later.

"I am really grateful to him. He took me away, left Chinatown, and went to Paris. I escaped from that place full of nightmares and filth."

"Not only that, he also let me learn life again, like girls of the same age, I have what others have, and even what others don't have, he will give me."

Tangli's tone was flat, and Fu Zechen could guess from her words how miserable Tangli's life was in a foreign country.

He tightly hugged Tangli's hand, seeing the smile on Tangli's face after meeting a nobleman, his heart ached.

Because he was not by Tangli's side in those days, a little Tangli seemed to appear in his mind, huddled in a corner alone and helpless.

"Actually, thinking about it now, it's not that unfortunate."

Tangli's tone rose a little: "He taught me a lot, and I lived a very good life in Paris afterwards."

Fu Zechen buried his head in Tangli's neck, lowered his head and sniffed the sweet fragrance from her body.

At this moment, he sincerely thanked the noble person Tang Li had mentioned.

Can make his baby suffer less.

But soon, Fu Zechen thought of another question.

"That honorable man, is he a man or a woman."

Tangli was silent for a while, scratched Fu Zechen with her hand under the quilt, and said softly, "Men."

Fu Zechen was silent, his breath behind him caught his breath, Tangli blinked, and his eyes narrowed.

"Fu Zechen, are you jealous?"

"No."

"Really not?"

Tangli smiled, turned to face Fu Zechen, put her arms around his neck and rubbed her hands, and said softly, "Fu Zechen, I just treat him as my brother, we have nothing to do with each other."

"No need to explain."

Fu Zechen grabbed Tangli's waist and pressed her into his arms.

"Who do you take me for?"

"I'm more grateful to him than jealous."

Tangli raised her eyes, and her dark eyes looked at Fu Zechen with clear eyes.

"Thank you for saving my Mrs. Fu before I showed up."

Tangli closed her eyes, her face was almost pressed against Fu Zechen's chest, the cold sandalwood and heat enveloped her, and her warm and soft voice came out muffled.

"I am also very grateful to have met you."

During those helpless years, her brother appeared.

On this difficult road, I met Fu Zechen and got his eccentric love.

The tulle curtains cover everything outside, everything is foggy and unreal, the night is quiet, and tonight is destined to have a good dream.

The next day, when Tangli woke up, Fu Zechen had already left. Breakfast was prepared on the table outside. When she was almost done eating, Tang Qi and Su Qing came to pick her up.

When we arrived at the set, Tangli didn't see Jiang Nanzhi as expected, and the people around Zhang Lin changed.

While changing clothes in the dressing room, Li Jiu buttoned up his clothes and moved towards Tangli.

"Lili, guess what happened to Jiang Nanzhi?"

Tangli straightened her hair on her temples: "What's wrong?"

"Jiang Nanzhi was expelled overnight last night, and she was not allowed to appear in the country."

"At that scene, Jiang Nanzhi threatened what would happen to the Jiang family, and then cried and begged for mercy."

When Li Jiu spoke, his tone rose, and the good mood on his face could be seen at a glance: "Let her show off her might, but no one in the Jiang family paid any attention to her, and she was forced to be sent to the airport."

"It should be here soon."

Tangli just smiled and didn't take this matter seriously.

Li Jiu's desire to gossip ignited, and he couldn't help asking Tangli closely: "Lili, did brother Jiu make it?"

Tangli pursed her lips, glanced at Li Jiu, and didn't say if it was true.

But Li Jiu had already guessed it.

"Ahh! Brother Ninth is too cool! He became a beauty when he rushed to the crown! You are so easy to knock!"

Tangli looked at herself in the mirror. On her face was the heavy makeup of Shen Jinghong's dancing girl. Her slightly raised almond eyes were elongated by the eyeliner, making her look a little more charming.

Hearing that Jiang Nanzhi was sent abroad, Tangli instantly understood what Fu Zechen wanted to do.

Since Jiang Nanzhi used her experience in Chinatown in New York to attack her, Fu Zechen asked Jiang Nanzhi to experience that feeling for herself.

Fu Zechen had already done what he had to do, and Tangli would not let an unimportant person disturb his thoughts.

After changing my clothes and going out with Li Jiu, today's task is not very heavy, and I will call it a day in the afternoon.

Someone came to pick Li Jiu up, and Tangli was ready to go back after talking to her.

When she was leaving the set, she saw Zhang Lin outside. Zhang Lin was standing in front of the car with the window open, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his cell phone to send text messages.

As if hearing something, Zhang Lin raised his head and looked in Tangli's direction.

Tangli was about to say hello, but Zhang Lin said first, "Shall I take you back?"

Tangli was stunned for a moment, thinking about the video tape, she also had some doubts in her heart.

Before, she wanted to ask Zhang Lin about the video tape, but Tangli never found the opportunity because there were too many people on the set, and Zhang Lin was meticulous and distant when working, and he didn't like to talk.

So she didn't refuse, she bent her eyes and smiled: "Please trouble Director Zhang."

Zhang Lin hummed without saying anything, and signaled Tangli to get in the car.

Zhang Lin drove the car himself, and Tangli sat in the co-pilot. The crew behind her gradually became smaller and disappeared from Tangli's sight.

On the way, Tangli glanced sideways at Zhang Lin and asked about the video tape.

"Director Zhang, do you know Fu Anning?"

Zhang Lin turned his head and looked at Tang Li's eyes. There was no emotion on his face, as cold as ever. He hummed: "Yes, Fu Anning is my first heroine."

Tangli's expression moved slightly: "Can I ask how you two met?"

The scenery on both sides continued to recede, this time Zhang Lin was silent for a longer time.

When Tang Li grew up, he almost thought that Zhang Lin wouldn't talk anymore, so he said again: "I met him when we were studying abroad."

"How is your relationship?"

Zhang Lin's hands holding the steering wheel were tight, and the veins on her wrists protruded. Her face was tense, the corners of her lips were straightened, she looked forward, and did not speak again.

Tangli pursed her lips, looked away and didn't ask any more questions.

The apartment is not far from the crew, and it didn't take long to arrive.

When Tangli got out of the car, she saw Fu Zechen's car was also at the door of the apartment, her eyes lit up instantly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This scene fell into Zhang Lin's eyes. He frowned, looked away from Fu Zechen's car, and said coldly, "Are you together?"

"Yes."

Tangli turned her head, looked at Zhang Lin with certainty, and said in a serious tone, "Not only are we together, we are already married."

"what?"

Zhang Lin's voice was a little louder, his tone was a bit more hostile, his expression looked very angry, and there was anger and confusion in his eyes.

"Why do you want to marry someone surnamed Fu?"

Tangli frowned, Zhang Lin's appearance was not quite right.

Why do you want to marry someone named Fu?

She was about to ask something when Zhang Lin said, "Get out of the car."

Tangli pursed her lips, took back what she was about to say, and nodded to Zhang Lin with her bag: "Director Zhang, please take me back. Be careful on the way back."

Zhang Lin ignored her and looked at Tangli indifferently.

Tangli took two steps, then turned around again, looked at Zhang Lin who was looking worried inside, and spoke seriously.

"Director Zhang, I love Fu Zechen very much. I'm only with him because I love him. I don't care about anything else."

Zhang Lin's face was gloomy, his eyes looked back coldly, and he ignored Tang Li.

Tangli turned around and walked towards the apartment.

There was a loud sound of the car door closing behind him, followed by the sound of Zhang Lin driving away.

Fu Zechen got off the car, Tangli put aside the confusion in her mind, and trotted to Fu Zechen.

"Fu Zechen, you're back."

Fu Zechen hummed, looked at the direction Zhang Lin had parked just now, with an inexplicable expression, and held Tangli's hand.

"Zhang Lin sent you here?"

"Ah."

Fu Zechen didn't ask any more questions, and was about to enter the elevator when Tangli stopped, "I still have a courier, Fu Zechen, go back first."

"I'm waiting for you."

Tangli blinked, curled up her fingers on her side, and a smear of powder floated on her face: "Okay."

The two of them went to pick up the courier again. It was just a small package, and Fu Zechen didn't ask much.

When she got home, Tangli let go of Fu Zechen's hand, and said as she went back to her room, "I'm going to take a shower first."

An hour later, Tangli came out of the bathroom, changed into her pajamas, and her washed hair had already been blown dry.

Fu Zechen sat on the sofa, Tangli sat down beside him and said, "I'm done, you go wash."

Fu Zechen hummed, got up and went to the bathroom.

Tangli heard the sound of water, took a deep breath, her eyes fell on the package on the coffee table, a touch of shyness appeared on her rosy face, entanglement flashed in her dark eyes, and finally Tangli still took the Packaged, went to another room.

Fu Zechen came out after washing, but he didn't see Tangli.

He frowned, his wet hair casually rested on his forehead, water droplets slid across his handsome face, and finally sank into his neckline, his pajamas were casually tied around his belt, exposing his chest and a cold white collarbone, his expression was cold and tired, his whole body People are cold and lustful.

He was about to go out to find Tangli when he heard a "meow—"

Fu Zechen was stunned for a moment, and then Tangli appeared at the door of the bedroom.

When Fu Zechen saw the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank.