pampered roses

Tangli froze, raised her head subconsciously, and uttered a syllable in a daze: "Ah?"

Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows, imitating her tone, and said coldly, "Ah."

Tangli blushed, and quickly realized that she lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, "No, just pretend that we don't know each other, otherwise it will be very embarrassing."

She lowered her voice and said like a murmur, "It's not a male mistress."

Fu Zechen snorted and turned around. He was wearing a black shirt without a tie, and the neckline hung loosely, revealing a sharp and delicate collarbone.

He stood in front of Tangli, only two palms away from her, the cold sandalwood on his body and the sweet fragrance of jasmine on Tangli's body rubbed together, lingering around.

The surrounding area was eerily quiet.

Tangli thought he was refusing, so she let go of her hand, bowed her head and said,

"alright, that's fine."

Fu Zechen didn't speak, his cold white slender fingers clasped the tabletop, and the black beads lined his sharp white wrist bones.

Tangli's fingers curled up on her side, thinking that Fu Zechen would not agree, and was thinking of leaving.

"can."

Fu Zechen suddenly spoke with a slightly cold voice.

Tangli looked up, her eyes were a little surprised, as if she didn't expect Fu Zechen to agree so easily.

Fu Zechen lowered his eyes to meet Tangli's, and found it interesting. He leaned against the bookcase next to him, with one leg bent to support his body, his eyes became a little more interesting, and he opened his mouth lightly.

"I'm paid a lot for my appearance, how do you plan to pay?"

Tangli froze for a moment, curled her fingertips, pursed her lips and looked at Fu Zechen, thought for a while, and then said softly, "I don't need a salary."

Fu Zechen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the salary Tangli said should be the salary of teaching Fu Linshuang. Thinking of the amount paid to her, Fu Zechen was laughed angrily again, the corner of his mouth turned up, and he glanced at Tangli condescendingly,

"Little girl, who are you sending?"

"It's not so cheap if you go out and find a duck."

Tangli was stunned, and parted her lips.

what duck...

What is Fu Zechen talking about...

Her face became dry, and she muttered indistinctly,

"I haven't looked for it either."

"You still want to try?" Fu Zechen looked at Tangli, raised his eyebrows, the emotion in his eyes faded a little, and his tone was tinged with unconscious danger.

Tangli shook her head quickly and stopped talking.

Fu Zechen leaned on the bookshelf, rubbed his temple with one hand, and said in a cold tone, "I can agree to your request, but you have to agree to one condition."

"What?" Tangli raised her eyes and looked straight at Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen suppressed his smile, his expression was flat, "I will ask for it later, now you just need to tell me, do you agree or not?"

Tangli nodded, and agreed without much hesitation.

Fu Zechen found it interesting, staring at Tangli with his dark and deep eyes for a moment, and said in a calm tone, "Is it so easy to agree?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll sell you?"

"I believe my little uncle won't." Tangli said in a serious tone, staring at Fu Zechen without any evasion.

Fu Zechen was stunned for a moment, a sudden irritability welled up in his heart, a bit of coldness appeared between his brows, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible,

"I'm not a good person."

Tangli was puzzled, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something else.

Fu Zechen didn't intend to continue talking, he returned to the office chair and sat down: "Go out if you have nothing to do."

Tangli pursed her lips, nodded without asking any more questions, turned around and left the study.

Fu Zechen looked away from the computer screen, heard the sound of the door closing, his eyes deepened, he didn't know what he was thinking.

With Fu Qingyang's invitation ahead, Fu Zechen didn't go out today either. After having breakfast with Tangli, the two of them changed their clothes and went out.

Tangli wore a turquoise cheongsam today, her long black hair was tied on one side of her temple, and a few strands of hair hung down, making her palm-sized face even smaller and cute. There was no makeup on her face, so she just put on a little lipstick. The close-fitting clothes lined up Tangli's buttocks, and her slender waist seemed to be broken with a pinch.

Fu Zechen wore a white shirt and a black suit as usual, the simplest attire, which accentuated his wide shoulders and narrow waist, his legs were strong but not exaggerated, the cuffs were rolled up a bit, revealing a cold white wrist bone, the upper right is the It is strung with black beads, and further up, there is a shallow tooth mark on the tiger's mouth, which is almost invisible.

Fu Zechen drove, Tangli sat in the co-pilot, and the two arrived at the restaurant Fu Qingyang mentioned according to the address.

When the car was parked in the garage, Tangli whispered, "Little uncle, you go in first."

Fu Zechen glanced at Tangli coolly, hummed, and got out of the car first.

Tangli watched the time in the car, and it took about four or five minutes before she got out of the car and went to the private room that Fu Qingyang mentioned.

When he arrived at the place, he found that Fu Qingyang was not in the box, but was standing at the door.

Fu Qingyang was wearing a white suit today, a white shirt inside, and a red bow tie. He stood there tall and tall, with handsome eyes.

There was a bit of impatience in his expression, his eyes lit up when he saw Tangli, and he immediately walked towards her.

"Why did you come here?" After finishing speaking, without waiting for Tang Li to say anything, she continued, "Forget it's not important, my brother-in-law is already here. Be good for a while, and cooperate with me well, do you hear me?"

Tangli frowned, said nothing, but nodded with her lips pressed together.

Fu Qingyang was going to pull Tangli's hand to bring her in, but Tangli quickly dodged him and walked around him to the box.

Fu Qingyang's complexion changed, he was angry for a while, sneered for a while, aggrieved for a while, and finally waved his hands and followed Tangli.

The box is very large, more than enough for three people.

When Tangli entered, she took a look at Fu Zechen and sat opposite him. Fu Qingyang came in afterward and sat next to Tangli.

In front of Fu Zechen, Fu Qingyang behaved a lot, and he respectfully called his uncle before speaking: "Thank you, uncle, for taking time out to see me today."

"You also know that I am taking time off."

Fu Qingyang was taken aback, Tangli also looked up at Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen fiddled with the beads on his wrist bones, his face was expressionless, his sharp eyebrows drooped slightly, his jaw line was tense, and his tone was cold: "Be careful when you do things, don't drink a little wine and forget who you are .”

Fu Qingyang: "..."

Fu Qingyang's face was a little hot, and his expression was a little embarrassed. He nodded uncomfortably and said, "I know, uncle."

Fu Zechen hummed without saying anything, his cold eyes gliding over Tangli.

It didn't take long for the waiter to serve the food. All kinds of Chinese dishes in his mouth almost filled the table. Fu Qingyang used the serving chopsticks to pick up some dishes for Tangli.

"This dish is delicious, try it."

"Thank you."

Tangli opened her mouth lightly, took a sip without expression, met Fu Qingyang's gaze, and nodded: "It's pretty good."

Satisfied, Fu Qingyang became more active in serving Tangli vegetables, and he didn't eat much himself.

Fu Zechen glanced indifferently, his sharp-edged face was tense, the tip of his tongue touched his cheek, he didn't say anything, his dark eyes like ink were bottomless, making it hard to see.

Tangli frowned, but didn't say anything, but subconsciously glanced in Fu Zechen's direction.

Fu Zechen didn't look at them with lowered eyes, Tangli looked away, and his mood became a little less emotional.

Fu Qingyang didn't notice all this, seeing that Tangli's mouth was stained with oil, he took out a tissue and was about to wipe it for Tangli.

Tangli had something on her mind, so she didn't react for a while, but when she felt a tactile sensation from the corner of her mouth, she suddenly realized that she shook her head back.

Fu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, he subconsciously glanced at Fu Zechen, and after meeting Fu Zechen's cold gaze, he looked away again, and tightened his hand holding the tissue.

"Look at you, why are you so careless, you eat all over your mouth."

Tangli pursed her lips, pulled a piece of paper and said calmly, "I'll do it myself."

Fu Qingyang didn't insist anymore, he picked up some vegetables for Tangli, poured water for her, asked her how she tasted, and was careful and thoughtful about the meal.

Fu Zechen held the chopsticks with his knuckles and didn't move for a long time. His stern face was tinged with a chill, and he stared at the two people without speaking.

Tangli was restless, Fu Qingyang's closeness, and Fu Zechen's eyes made her feel like a light on her back.

When Fu Qingyang reached out to cut her hair, Tangli stood up suddenly.

She suppressed the discomfort in her heart, curled her lower lip, and said without a smile: "I'm going to the bathroom."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for anyone to respond, he turned around and left the box.

The door was opened and closed, Fu Qingyang watched Tangli's back disappear before looking back, and then began to eat his own.

He was eating, when he raised his head, he saw Fu Zechen looking at him, he froze for a moment, blinked, "Uncle?"

"You and her have a good relationship?"

Fu Qingyang smiled, with a rare expression of embarrassment, nodded: "I like Tangli very much."

When he said this, he felt a little distressed: "But she doesn't seem to care much about me."

Fu Zechen sneered, and the fingers that fiddled with the beads moved a little faster, and his tone was light: "You still have self-knowledge."

Fu Qingyang: "?"

Fu Zechen raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Qingyang. He didn't smile much, his voice was cold, and his words were merciless.

"Drinking a little wine can make you lose your mind. Such a big person can't handle even a little thing. It's either a bar or a variety of entertainment venues all day long."

"Just like you, you still want people to care about you, and you don't want to see if you are worthy."

After the words were finished, Fu Zechen also got up, pushed open the door of the box and went out, leaving Fu Qingyang stunned.

What happened to his uncle?Why do you seem to be a little angry?

On the other side, Tangli came out of the bathroom, wiped the water off her hands with a piece of paper, walked a few steps forward, and saw Fu Zechen leaning against the wall of the corridor.

Fu Zechen raised his head slightly, his sharp jaw line was tense, his cold and sharp face showed no expression, and he just stood not far from Tangli.

Tangli stood there for a moment, pursed her lips, and walked past Fu Zechen as if she didn't know her.

The moment he passed by, a force suddenly came from his wrist, and the next second, the door of the nearest room was opened, and Fu Zechen dragged Tangli in.

"Click."