pampered roses

Tangli looked slightly dazed, but quickly covered it up, walked up to Fu Zechen and sat down, Fu Zechen looked down at Tangli with deep black eyes, "It's beautiful."

Fu Zechen's expression was indifferent, and his attention almost fell on Tangli.

Tangli smiled, her gaze fell on the girl, and she asked lightly, "Who is this?"

Fu Zechen raised his eyelids, his face was cold, and he introduced in a calm tone: "This is Fu Yangxue, who is my sister, and this is Tangli, my wife."

Fu Zechen introduced it to the two people. Fu Yangxue regained consciousness and saw Tangli grinning at the corner of her mouth. She tilted her head and said, "Sister, you look like me. I almost thought I saw my twin sister just now."

Tangli twitched the corners of her lips, her expression was very calm, with a hint of rustiness in her politeness.

Before she said anything, Fu Zechen spoke first, looking at Fu Yangxue without any warmth in his eyes: "You call me brother, my wife, you should call me sister-in-law."

Fu Yangxue was stunned for a moment, and Fu Zechen continued: "Tangli is older than you. If you say she looks like her, you should be like her. Next time you talk, don't be so unruly."

Fu Yangxue frowned, "Oh, I know brother, I was just joking."

Facing Fu Zechen's cold face, Fu Yangxue was not angry, she nodded with a smile, looked at Tangli and then at Fu Zechen, tilted her head and muttered coquettishly: "It's been so long since I haven't seen you, brother still protects me so much. I dare not joke with you."

Emotions flashed across Fu Yangxue's eyes, and the expression on her face was as innocent as a child's.

Fu Zechen glanced at her, hugged Tangli's waist and leaned towards him, looking at Fu Yangxue expressionlessly.

Fu Yangxue went to see Tangli again, her almond-shaped eyes slightly opened, with a ignorant smile on her face, her eyes curved: "Sister-in-law, you probably don't mind, I really didn't mean it."

Tangli smiled, leaned into Fu Zechen's arms, shook her head and said lightly: "I don't mind, I can always be more patient with children."

"That's good. By the way, brother, when did you and your sister-in-law get married? Does dad know?"

Fu Zechen lowered his eyes, holding Tangli's fingers and playing with them in his hands. He didn't pay much attention to Fu Yangxue's question, but instead asked her, "What are you doing here?"

Fu Yangxue didn't care if she didn't get an answer, she said to herself, "Oh, I understand, brother, did you bring your sister-in-law back this time just to see your father?"

"Sister-in-law is so good-looking, she looks like a gentle and educated person, Dad will definitely like it very much."

She looked at Fu Zechen with a smile: "So when are you going there?"

Tangli didn't speak, Fu Zechen didn't bother to talk to her, Fu Yangxue seemed to be singing a one-man show, the atmosphere became quiet, and the air was filled with a touch of embarrassment.

Fu Zechen looked into Tangli's eyes, and said in a calm tone, "Would you like to go for a stroll? Although it's snowing, there are some interesting places."

Tangli nodded, she has never been to this city, she is full of curiosity about everything here, and she is going out now, her eyes are bright.

Fu Zechen pursed his lips, and led Tangli to stand up, and Fu Yangxue followed suit: "Brother, I want to go too!"

Fu Zechen's expression was flat, he glanced at her, and his tone was not warm: "You should go back."

Fu Yangxue blinked, "But I just saw you and sister-in-law, sister-in-law, will you reject me?"

Tangli frowned slightly, Fu Yangxue seemed to be acting like a baby with her, but for some reason, Fu Linshuang would also act like a baby with her, but the feeling was different.

Facing Fu Linshuang, as long as it didn't cross the bottom line, most of Tangli would be happy to pamper her, but Fu Yangxue and Tangli had an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Before she could speak, Fu Zechen said indifferently, and said to the housekeeper next to him, "Send Miss back."

"Alright Master Jiu."

No matter how reluctant Fu Yangxue was, it was useless, she sat in the back seat of the car, the door was closed to cut off the outside view.

When the car left the villa, Fu Yangxue couldn't see Fu Zechen at all, and the aggrieved and innocent expression on her face changed instantly.

Fu Yangxue pursed her lips, her smile was a little more sickly, her almond eyes were full of paranoid and crazy emotions, her fingernails pinched her palm fiercely, she laughed softly, with a strange tone: "Brother is really partial?"

She raised her head and looked straight at the butler in front of her, as if she was looking elsewhere.

"My brother and I haven't seen each other for so long, and my brother can't see me at all."

Fu Yangxue bit her lip, smiling ferociously, tinged with madness and paranoia, as if trying to restrain herself.

"Is it because of that woman?"

The butler didn't speak, and looked at the rearview mirror blankly, then looked away, without saying a word the whole time.

Fu Yangxue pinched the skin in the palm of her hand, but she didn't seem to feel any pain. Looking at the receding scenery outside the window, she exerted more and more force on her hands.

Fu Zechen led Tangli on the road. It was no longer snowing outside. The snow was so thick that some people were even sledding on the side of the road.

There are many people coming and going, the faces of foreigners, the buildings that are different from those in China, and the customs and customs unique to Norway, all of which make Tangli curious.

Not long after they walked forward, they met a couple. Tangli couldn't understand the language they communicated with. They could only tell from their expressions that the two were probably arguing. The boy was trying to reason, but the girl wouldn't let him speak. He covered his ears to escape.

The boy was helpless, and at the end, he hugged the girl and kissed on the street.

Tangli looked away, blinked, a little unresponsive.

Before staying in Paris, I have seen Tangli who is more open than this.

But after seeing it with her own eyes, Tangli still felt a little hot.

Fu Zechen let out a low laugh, and Tangli raised her eyes. Seeing the interest in Fu Zechen's eyes, her cheeks flushed, she gave him a stare and walked in front.

The bushes on the side of the street were covered with snow, and the pedestrians on the road wore thick clothes. Tangli walked among the crowd, attracting a lot of attention.

Whether domestic or foreign, Tangli's face can attract many people.

Some people even tried to strike up a conversation, although they were scared off by Fu Zechen's look.

Fu Zechen led Tangli through the crowd until he arrived at a pier. There were a lot fewer people here, and there were restaurants near the pier. An open-air shed was set up outside the pier, and there were many tables and chairs for guests to rest.

There is a salty smell in the air, it should be selling seafood.

Fu Zechen took Tangli to one of the restaurants and sat down, then ordered some beer and food, and waited for the food to be served.

I don't know what delicious Tangli is available in Norway, so I simply handed it over to Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen took out a can of beer, pinched the body of the bottle with his knuckle fingers, then lightly lifted his index finger, and pulled the easy-tie button hard. After a "click", Fu Zechen handed the beer to Tangli.

For Norway, snow is a common sight now. It snows all year round in Norway. When it is severe, they can’t even go out the door. There is a stove around the place where they sit. Even if there is wind blowing in, Tangli will not feel cold.

Tangli could vaguely hear the people above talking as the sailboats came and went in the river in the distance, and there would be some people at the pier to answer loudly, but Tangli could not understand the content.

She looked into the distance, thinking about things in a daze, until Fu Zechen's voice sounded, and Tangli came back to her senses.

"Are you curious about Fu Yangxue's origin?"

Tangli looked back and looked at Fu Zechen. Before she could nod, Fu Zechen took the initiative to explain: "Fu Yangxue is my father's adopted daughter. You have already met her. I think you can guess the reason for the adoption."

Tangli moved her fingertips, thinking of Fu Yangxue's face that was five to six times like her own, a ridiculous idea came to Tangli's mind.

She looked at Fu Zechen and frowned slightly.

Fu Zechen nodded, hummed lightly, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth: "He always thought that it was his and Fu Anning's child."

People are dead, but they are eager to find a replacement, and then stubbornly add their own ideas to others.

Tangli frowned, she didn't know if it was because of the strong salty smell in the air, or because Fu Yanci's behavior made her too sick, Tangli felt nauseated.

Her face was ugly, Fu Zechen noticed and said nothing.

Because in his heart, Fu Yanci's behavior was really disgusting.

The stove not far away was burning brightly, and Tangli felt a chill in her heart. Looking at the horizon in the distance, she suppressed that uncomfortable feeling.

It didn't take long for the waiter to come in one after another with trays. Despite the simplicity of the environment, the food served was impressive.

Tangli was quickly drawn back by the smell, and food was soon placed in front of her.

There was smoked salmon, which was made with trout and fillets of cured salmon, served alongside delicious, fresh halibut.

Tangli has hardly touched this kind of dish, and besides the faint fishy smell of seafood, it also has a unique flavor, which makes people a little greedy.

There is a bowl of pea soup in the middle, and the staple food in front of the two people is some slices of toast. When Norwegians are used to eating, sprinkle some mustard spices in the soup, and use the bread to serve the soup, which has a special flavor.

Fu Zechen handed the beer to Tangli, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Have a taste?"

The beer is Sweden's PunchLiqueur, which is used by locals to pair with pea soup. 【1】

Tangli felt that it was novel, so she took a tentative taste at first, and then found that the more pungent taste was not bad, so she felt relieved to enjoy this meal with Fu Zechen.

After eating, before leaving, the waiter gave Tangli a rose, sent them away with a polite smile, and said something in Italian, which Tangli couldn't understand, so she turned to look at Fu Zechen.

"What did he just say?"

Fu Zechen lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the particularly well-bloomed rose, with a serious expression and an extremely serious tone: "He said, wish us happiness."

Tangli bent her eyes, raised her two holding hands and shook them: "Of course."

The two of them walked home, the sky outside became dark, and the sky began to snow with goose feathers.

Tangli stretched out her hand to take a piece, and the snowflakes fell into her palm quickly and easily. Her neck was almost retracted into the coat, and only half of her palm-sized face could be seen from Fu Zechen's angle.

Tangli raised her head, and the snow mountain fell on the two people's heads, as if they had suddenly turned gray.

Tangli tilted her head, just in time to see a snowflake falling on Fu Zechen's temple. She tiptoed, gently brushed the snowflake away, and said seriously, "Fu Zechen, have you ever heard an ancient poem about white heads?"

Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows, his sharp eyebrows raised slightly, and he hummed, "I heard."

Tangli frowned, raised her eyes to look at Fu Zechen, her delicate fair face was wrapped in the collar of her cheongsam, and she looked at Fu Zechen with bright eyes.

Fu Zechen curled the corners of his lips, and clasped her palm tightly with his big and generous palm.

If he was drenched in snow together in the morning, he would be counted as living together in this life.