pampered roses

the other side,

Fu Qingyang looked at the hung up phone in his hand, his expression kept changing, and he unconsciously clenched the palm of the phone tightly.

What did Tangli tell him just now?

Agreement ended?

Finish……?

I don't know when the lively box quieted down. The surrounding friends looked at each other, not knowing what happened. One of the boys with Shamat's yellow hair asked tentatively: "Young Master Fu? What's wrong? You..."

With a "snap", before he finished speaking, Fu Qingyang threw the phone out and kicked over the wine on the table in front of him.

The bottle fell to the floor, splashing a few drops on himself.

The others were taken aback and didn't dare to take a breath.

Fu Qingyang's face was ugly, his clothes and jacket were wet with wine, but he didn't react at all, he stood up and walked back and forth irritably, his face was full of irresistible dryness.

Someone who can wink noticed the clue and opened his mouth,

"It's not Young Master Fu. You are like this, isn't it because of your little girlfriend?"

Those who hang out with Fu Qingyang are some dandies in the circle, and they all know that Fu Qingyang suddenly got a girlfriend not long ago.

Although Fu Qingyang always belittles that little girlfriend one by one, everyone with a discerning eye can see that Fu Qingyang has a heart for that little girlfriend. Ever since a girlfriend appeared, every time they come out to play now, Fu Qingyang will not let others The woman approaches.

Fu Qingyang paced back and forth a few times, sat down on the sofa, and the smart man next to him immediately handed over a bottle of newly opened wine.

Fu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a heavy tone, "Wan Tangli is going to break up with me."

One of the friends didn't react, and subconsciously said, "That's it?"

In the next second, Fu Qingyang's cold eyes fell on him.

He was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "I mean, it's not easy to break up and get back?"

"Women, they all look the same. If you chase after her, won't you just run back?"

Fu Qingyang sat back on the sofa, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.

It's okay to use this method on others, but does it really work on Tangli?

He didn't know what Tangli was being arrogant about, she had been like this since she was a child.

When she was young, she always came to his house to sing Kunqu opera, and he liked to follow Tangli briskly, but Tangli didn't even look at him.

Later, she was kicked out by Tang's family and disappeared without a trace in the imperial capital. Over the years, he only thought of her from time to time.

Until three months ago, when he broke up with his ex-girlfriend from Beijing Dance University, and the other party clung to him, he was so annoyed that Tang Li fell from the sky at that time.

To be honest, it's been a long time since we saw each other, and Fu Qingyang didn't recognize anyone at that time, until Tangli spoke and called him by name, he was like waking up from a dream, and he recognized someone at a glance.

She doesn't seem to have changed from when she was a child, and she hasn't changed from when she was 16, except that she is colder and more...beautiful.

She asked him if he needed a girlfriend.

Fu Qingyang was amused at the time. After so many years, he was already different from the idiot boy who only knew to run behind Tangli. Why did he agree with a girlfriend?

Fu Qingyang wanted to refuse without even thinking about it.

But by coincidence, he agreed.

In the past three months, the two met very rarely, but when he saw Tang Li, he always felt happy and joyful, as if he was the same as when he was a child.

That's why he took Tangli to see Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen is currently in power in the Fu family. Once Fu Zechen lets go, he might be able to marry Tangli back home.

But now, Tangli actually said that she wanted to end the agreement.

Fu Zechen looked down at the carpet, his mind buzzing.

A few friends over there started discussing how to get Tangli back for Fu Qingyang,

"Let me tell you, what girls care about is not just the time, festivals, gifts, romance, Young Master Fu, you can ask Tangli out first, then book a restaurant, send flowers, and take her to the movies."

"Yes, yes, no matter how bad it is, take her to the hotel, have a romantic offensive, jewelry and high-end flowers, and she won't bow down to your suit pants immediately."

"That's right. She told you to break up at this moment, it must be on purpose. She wants you to coax her. Women are not all the same."

Fu Qingyang's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly felt that it was quite reliable.

That's right, Tangli agreed to go with him to see her uncle, and now she suddenly said that she wanted to break up, she must be testing him on purpose.

Fu Qingyang immediately felt a little clear, and immediately wanted to touch his phone to take a note.

"This, this, this," Hupenggouyou handed over the phone he dropped just now.

The screen was broken, and Fu Qingyang didn't have time to take care of it. He took out his phone and opened the note, with a somewhat urgent tone: "Hurry up, keep talking."

"Send flowers first! Send 999 roses to her school!"

"Yes, yes, yes, buy a necklace and jewelry, it doesn't need to be too expensive, just 200 million will do!"

"Take me to a concert, book a five-star hotel, and sweet talk me!"

"..."

Everyone was discussing lively, and Fu Qingyang's fingers almost felt sore on the screen.

-

The city was brightly lit, the distant skyline gradually turned white, and a ray of morning light came up.

Tangli didn't sleep well that night, and had several dreams over and over again. When she opened her eyes, she couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

She rubbed her head, stood up, her long black hair hung down her naked white pajamas, and the straps of the pajamas slipped a little, revealing her white and slender shoulders.

"Wow--" As soon as the bed curtain was pulled open, Tangli was startled, and she woke up immediately.

"you……"

In front of the bed, Lin Xiyue, Han Ximian, and Xu Zhaozhao each occupied a seat, all staring at her with their chins resting on their hands.

Tangli felt a little helpless, she stood up and thought about it, but just as she raised her leg, the three of them held her down and stopped her from moving.

"How did the pastry come about?"

"Who is little uncle?"

"Are you in love?"

"Which step have we reached?"

"Have you kissed?"

"Did you do it?"

"Have you taken any measures?"

"Han Ximian, what are you talking about!? Our pears are fairies! How can fairies doi!!!"

The three stopped.

Tangli: "..."