Chapter 11

Looking at Tang Wanru's eyes, Tang Xiaoyan said with a smile: "go back first. Since you want me to go back, I will do what you want. It's easier to ask God than to send him away. Don't cry then. "

It's easy to say, and it's effortless to attack Tang. But if you really want to go back to Fu's house, Tang Xiaoyan is really hesitant.

If she is OK alone, and if Fu Zihao also goes back, how can she deal with herself.

The good doesn't work, the bad does.

She was still on the wide road to Fu's house when she was overtaken by Fu Zihao.

The man turned the car upside down, stopped beside her and whistled, "Miss Tang, do you want a ride?"

It's a long way from here to Fu's house. If she only has two legs, it will take about half an hour.

The taxi thought the road was too far and the location was too good. No one wanted to take a return taxi, so it refused to come up.

He who knows the current affairs is a hero, so there is no need to compete with his own legs.

As soon as Tang Xiaoyan thought about it, he opened the back door and jumped into the car: "let's go."

Fu Zihao raised his eyebrow: "I thought you would have the backbone to refuse." The performance of super running is good. When the accelerator goes down, the car has already gone a long way.

Tang Xiaoyan laughed: "there is a free taxi, why don't you sit there?"

Fu Zihao's face was slightly stiff, but when she looked at her white face staring out of the window from the rearview mirror, she was in a good mood for no reason and didn't care with her: "then you remember to pay my fare."

Tang Xiaoyan rolled his eyes: "yes."

The journey became so short, but in four or five minutes, the car had entered Fu's house.

Just stopped the car, Tang Xiaoyan took ten yuan from his wallet and threw it on him: "don't change it." Then jump out of the car.

Fu Zihao really didn't expect that this woman would throw such a face at him. He couldn't help getting angry.

However, looking at her horsetail in mid air, he threw money into the car and got out of the car.

When Tang Wanru heard the sound of a sports car, he came out of the house and saw Tang Xiaoyan come down from Fu Zihao's car, her face changed. Tang Xiaoyan looked at her twitching face, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Fu Zihao quickly caught up with Tang Xiaoyan and whispered to her: "the fare I want is not the ten yuan."

He was so close to her, just like a lover's whisper. Tang Xiaoyan stopped abruptly and laughed, but his tone was cold: "ten yuan is not enough? Why don't you rob the bank? "

Fu Zihao was still next to her, with a mysterious smile: "I'll ask you for payment in the evening."

Looking at their intimate interaction, Tang Wanru's heart has become arsenic poison. Although she is proud in front of Tang Xiaoyan during the day, what Tang Xiaoyan said has penetrated into her heart.

Because Tang Xiaoyan is right. She doesn't have any qualifications to talk about Fu Zihao. If he loves her, he will give her some warmth. If he doesn't love her, he will go to the colorful women outside. To put it bluntly, he is their father and son.

When she thought about it, her heart was even colder.

But looking at their posture, they still have to put on a gentle and generous smile: "Zihao, Xiaoyan, you are back. Come in for dinner. Your father is waiting."

Today, Fu Chengguang is rarely at home. She is sitting at the table reading the newspaper. This is the second time that Tang Xiaoyan has seen Fu Chengguang at the wedding banquet. She is still a little afraid of the man's powerful aura, but she can't call a stranger dad who has nothing to do with him.

Fu Zihao didn't call him either. He just called him the old man.

Fu Chengguang frowns and looks at him and Tang Xiaoyan. Tang Xiaoyan bows his head. Fu Zihao pulls her at will and lets her sit down beside him.

Tang Xiaoyan suddenly felt that Fu Zihao was not so annoying. At least he didn't abandon her and let her laugh.

Seeing that people came back, Fu Chengguang ordered Tang Wanru to have dinner.

Tang just like in the kitchen and dining room back and forth busy, wait for a table of rice all put, just sit down. Although he was smiling, what he could export was his insincere malice: "Xiaoyan, it's your first time to come to our house. Maybe you don't know the rules. Even today, you can't be so ignorant in the future. If you don't even help to set up a bowl and chopsticks, you'll lose the face of our Tang family."

Tang Xiaoyan holds his job and looks at Tang Wanru. Tang Wanru has turned his head to help Fu Chengguang with the soup. Looking at Fu Chengguang's appearance, I think Tang Wanru's words are reasonable. Fu Chengguang has a kind of domineering male chauvinism. His wife seems to be only his vassal. Tang Wanru is like a little daughter-in-law in front of him. He has no autonomy at all.

Tang Xiaoyan said with a smile: "what my mother taught me is that I will pay attention to it in the future."

Tang just like a hand, Tang banquet is polite to help Fu Chengguang clip a piece of braised meat: "Dad, you eat."