Chapter 3

"Damn Tang Xiaoyan, you snake and scorpion woman! Wipe... " Fu Zihao repeatedly broke the rules, but he couldn't stop Tang Xiaoyan from leaving.

Just this time, I didn't have good luck. As soon as I opened the door, I ran into Tang Wanru.

Tang just frowned at her.

She was wrapped up in her bathrobe, barefoot, with clean clothes in her hands. She looked very funny, her eyes were opposite, and she was very embarrassed.

Tang Xiaoyan finally laughed: "Mom." And then pass by.

Tang just as stunned, listening to the low roar coming from the bathroom, approached, and saw Fu Zihao lying there groaning, not only wearing a pair of underwear, but also Tang Xiaoyan's appearance when he left. His heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

She couldn't be more clear about who Fu Zihao was and what he did. However, she can't cry, because she was disqualified two years ago.

She leaned over and helped Fu Zihao up.

Fu Zihao looked embarrassed. He grunted twice and said, "I'm ok. You don't have to worry about me. Go and have a rest."

"Zihao." Tang Wanru opened his mouth, and his voice was as graceful as a yellow warbler singing green willows, with a long sense of beauty. "Last night, you should be very tired. Today I'll ask someone to stew some bone soup for you."

"Whatever you want." Fu Zihao limped away with his injured buttock.

Tang just like standing in the same place, nail deep pinch into the palm.

She narrowed her long and thin eyes, which were full of hatred, calculation and resentment.

She could have been able to walk between the Fu family and her son with her own strength, but Cheng Yaojin, who was killed by Tang Xiaoyan, is really not liked.

The table of the Fu family is a little strange.

Because of the absence of Fu Chengguang, such a tripartite situation makes people have no appetite at all.

Tang Xiaoyan is drinking milk absently, but Tang Wanru asks: "Xiaoyan, should I explain where I went last night? I thought you were gone and didn't want to come back. "

Tang Xiaoyan looked back and put down his cup. With a smile, he also looked at Fu Zihao: "do you still welcome me to stay and watch the opera? It's too cheap for you not to come back. "

Tang Wanru's face remained unchanged: "Oh, I thought you went to find a man."

With a stiff back, Tang Xiaoyan's cold eyes fell on Tang Wanru's well-made face: "I'm not you. I'm not so hungry. When I'm full, go to work and eat slowly."

Without any nostalgia, she left with her bag.

When I leave, I bring a charming fragrance. It's Anna Su's latest wish spirit. It tastes elegant and unique.

She was wearing a white suit, but she was still slim. Her young pink skin is white and red, and only a little powder can make her beautiful. Her long black hair is tied into a high horsetail, which shows a beautiful radian with her walking.

Fu Zihao stared at her back and disappeared in the hallway. He closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance of perfume left in the air before he bowed his head and had breakfast.

All this fell in the eyes of Tang Wanru.

The two years she married to Fu family lived under the same roof with Fu Zihao. She was opposite to the evening, but she seemed to have no deep love before.

In front of her, she was lady Fu with superior temperament. Later, she had secret communication with her stepson Fu Zihao.

But most of the time, she was trapped in this high walled inner courtyard, and he was pursuing the sea and sky outside.

There are so many women outside. She even thinks that he still has a relationship with her now, because she is the only one he can't get among many women, and the one he was robbed by his father. He did it just to revenge his father, just as he decided to marry Tang Xiaoyan at the beginning to revenge the Tang family.

But she was not sure whether Fu Zihao could really hold on to Tang Xiaoyan. From his eyes, she saw the plunder of aggression, which was unique to hunters when they captured their prey.

"I'm full, too. I'm gone." He threw down his chopsticks and left with a limp. It seems that I fell heavily just now.

What bad luck. Just as the car left the Fu villa, it had a flat tire.

Tang Xiaoyan can't touch her forehead. The car has a spare tire, but she won't change it

There is an important group meeting to be held this morning. If she is late, Lu Lifeng will tell her to go away. How can the internship opportunity, which is hard to get, be delayed like this.

Just as she was worried, a red Audi A7 stopped beside her. The window rolled down. Fu Zihao's head with black sunglasses came out and whistled to her: "can I help you? Miss Tang

Tang Xiaoyan held his chest in both hands and squinted at him: "will you

"Of course, as long as you speak, I'll change it for you."

"Oh." Seeing another black Benz coming up behind, Tang Xiaoyan nodded to him, then stood by the side of the road, slightly lifted his skirt, showed most of his beautiful side legs, and waved to the Benz.

Without much effort, the Mercedes stopped. The front driver opened the door and asked, "Miss, what can I do for you?"Tang Xiaoyan politely sweet smile: "sorry, my car has a flat tire, can you help me change the spare tire?"

"This..." The driver looked at Fu Zihao's car in front of him, and then at the dignified and beautiful Tang Xiaoyan. The man sitting in it already said, "Lao Zhang, please help this beautiful lady."

"Yes, sir."

So Lao Zhang ran to help Tang Xiaoyan change the spare tire.

Through the window, Tang Xiaoyan couldn't see who was sitting in the car, but from his voice, she should be quite young. She nodded to each other through the window, believing that the people in the car could see.

Fu Zihao saw Tang Xiaoyan's coquettish action of exposing her thighs in the rearview mirror, and scolded her from the bottom of his heart. As a result, he saw the license plate of the car and got off the car again. After that, the driver frowned tightly. Then he got out of the car, approached his car and got into the car again.

Looking at Fu Zihao's action, Tang Xiaoyan guessed that the people in the car should be familiar with Fu Zihao. No wonder those who live in a villa area are rich or expensive. It's not surprising that they know each other. They just feel a little ashamed of their action just now, hoping that the other party didn't see it.