pampered roses

Lu Hanjin and Song Siwen didn't stay here for long, chatted with Fu Zechen about work matters, and made fun of them, before leaving satisfied under Fu Zechen's cold face.

Not long after, Tangli came down from upstairs.

Fu Zechen was sitting on the sofa, wearing a black shirt, revealing a slender neck and a wrist bone. On the pale complexion, the black bead strings were obvious, and Fu Zechen was holding it in his hand and playing with it.

When he saw Tangli going downstairs, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his sharp eyebrows were raised: "It's ok, the eyes are not like rabbits."

Tangli pursed her lips, thinking of what Fu Zechen said just now.

Juniors, children.

Tangli felt a little bitter in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, nor did she answer Fu Zechen's words.

Fu Linshuang won't come back for a while, which means that Tangli has nothing to do these days. After sitting in the living room for a while, Tangli's eyes fell on Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen looked at the mobile phone replying to the message, his face was expressionless, and he fiddled with the beads with his free hand, looking indifferent and idle.

"Uncle."

Tangli spoke, her tone was very light, she listened carefully and showed a different restraint and alienation than before, a little more polite.

Fu Zechen hummed, raised his head and glanced at Tangli lightly, "Say it."

"Lin Shuang won't come back for these two days, so I agreed to a senior sister's invitation to go to work part-time, and I won't be back for these two days."

The voice fell, and the living room fell into silence.

Fu Zechen paused his typing hands, raised his head and glanced at Tangli, then lowered his eyes, hummed lightly,

"be careful."

Tangli pursed her lips and said lightly, "Got it."

Tangli told Fu Zechen in the morning, and went out in the afternoon. It was hot outside. Tangli changed into a white silk dress. The legs are exposed, and they are even more white and shiny under the light.

Tangli and her senior made an appointment to meet at the coffee shop. When the senior saw Tangli, her eyes lit up: "Sure enough, Renmei looks good in anything. I still rarely see you wearing anything other than a cheongsam."

Tangli bent her eyes, pursed her lips in embarrassment, and politely greeted her senior.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, the senior sister said, "Tangli, have you heard of the Chaoyang Club?"

Tangli thought for a while, then nodded: "I have an impression."

"I think this club is a good match for you. It focuses on the theme and creativity of ancient styles. This time, the task is to go to this club to play the guzheng."

This club originally had a regular guzheng teacher, but the master was busy these two days and the club couldn't leave the club, so he asked the senior sister for help, and the senior sister immediately thought of Tang Li.

The last time I went to the hotel for a performance, the feedback from the hotel afterwards was full of praise, and they also said that they would look for Tangli next time if necessary.

After understanding the situation, Tangli nodded, saying it was okay.

The senior sister smiled: "It's only two days, you don't need to play for one day like before, just play a few songs when guests come, or during special time periods."

"okay, I get it."

After clarifying with Tangli, the senior sister took her to the Chaoyang clubhouse.

It was almost dusk when we got there, and the senior sister took Tangli to change clothes.

Tangli changed into a moon-white cheongsam. The silk cheongsam fit Tangli snugly, perfectly outlining her hip line and figure. Her black hair was tied low behind her head with a hairpin. She put on a lipstick, her face was very pale, and there was an indistinct smile on the corner of her mouth.

Even though she had seen this scene once, the senior couldn't help admiring it.

She handed the veil to Tangli and shook her head: "Sure enough, clay dolls are different from clay ideas, Nuwa is biased!"

Tangli bent her eyes, took the veil and put it on, and said softly, "Sister, when will it start?"

The senior sister looked at the time and nodded: "It's almost there. I'll take you to the designated place. The Guzheng has been played for you."

"Trouble senior sister."

"What's the matter, I want to thank you."

There are not many guests in the clubhouse today, but all of them are big shots.

Sitting behind the screen, Tangli put on her armor, tested the sound quality of the guzheng, glanced at her senior, she nodded, and Tangli began to play.

The melodious sound of the piano overflowed, immediately adding a bit of charm to this quaint clubhouse.

Tangli was playing in an orderly manner, and there was a group of guests not far away, who could not be seen clearly through the screen, but could only vaguely see that it was a man and a woman, the conversation between the two was not loud, just falling into Tangli's ears .

"At this time, shouldn't our Young Master Li be newlyweds, with his beautiful wife in his arms?"

The woman's voice was a little hollow, and she was joking, but her tone was full of sarcasm.

Tangli's eyebrows moved slightly, and she continued to play.

Glasses collided, mixed with a little noise.

Li Yan picked up the teacup, raised his eyes and looked at the opposite woman calmly, with a calm expression, "Wei Wei, do you have to talk to me like this?"

Lin Weiya was stirring the coffee in her hand. She was wearing a long black suspender dress that hugged her shoulders and neck. The two very thin straps outlined the woman's cold white and slender body.

She leaned back and looked at Li Yan with her lips curled up, "What? Did you hit your sore spot?"

Her face was a bit too pale, she didn't wear makeup on her face, only a very red lipstick, her two eyebrows were painted very long, and there was a faint bruise under her eyes. It was a very charming face.

Li Yan looked at her calmly, and looked at her gently, "Weiwei, is that what you called me out today to talk about?"

Lin Weiya looked at him, clasping the coffee cup in her hand tightly, with deep and complicated emotions in her eyes, she sneered,

"Why, I'm not happy with you after a few words. Weren't you very happy when you got married?"

"How about Li Yan? How does the enemy's daughter feel when she sleeps?"

Her last sentence was a little out of control, and veins appeared in her palms.

The people next to him were also startled and looked this way.

Li Yan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes sank under the lens for a moment, he raised his eyes to look into hers, his tone was slightly cold,

"Weiwei, enough is enough."

Tangli could hear clearly behind the screen.

Li Yan, is it the Li Yan she saw not long ago?

The wedding that Fu Zechen took him to before...

Tangli already had the answer in her heart, her eyebrows frowned, her hands kept moving, and she continued to play the next piece.

Lin Weiya clenched the hand holding the cup, and looked at Li Yan coolly, the corners of her lips were indifferent, she looked at Li Yan expressionlessly,

"Don't forget what we did all this for, and don't forget who I am now, because of whom!"

Li Yan looked calm, looked straight into her eyes, and said gently, "I know."

"You know? Oh, it would be great if you really knew, Li Yan, don't force me to do anything irreversible."

Li Yan didn't speak, just looked at her silently.

Lin Weiya seemed to come to her senses suddenly, put down the cup, straightened her hair on the sideburns, grabbed Li Yan's hand, her voice became softer,

"Ayan, I didn't threaten you, I was just afraid, I was afraid that you would forget our original intention because of Li Jiu, I was just afraid, I was just afraid..."

As she spoke, Lin Weiya's voice was tinged with tears.

Li Yan held her back with his palms, looked at the woman opposite him calmly, and said patiently,

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

Lin Weiya's eyes were red, and she calmed down a bit. She stared at Li Yan's eyes and paused word by word.

"Ayan, I just want you to remember why we got to where we are today, and don't forget who I am now for."

Li Yan looked at her quietly, "I haven't forgotten."

Lin Weiya smiled, withdrew her hand, stood up and put on her sunglasses,

"Ayan, I wish you a happy union for a hundred years and a family full of descendants."

After finishing speaking, Lin Weiya stepped on her high heels and left. Li Yan sat in the original seat, drank tea, looked calm and indifferent, and also got up to leave.

Behind the screen, Tangli looked at the two people leaving one after the other, her eyes drooping slightly.

It was almost ten o'clock, and Tangli finished her day's work.

Because she was going to stay here for two days, the club arranged a room for Tangli to rest.

At night, Tangli was lying in bed unable to sleep, and suddenly thought of Li Jiu.

Such a bright and enthusiastic girl, when she first saw Tangli, she showed her kindness towards her.

Tangli suddenly felt a little sad in her heart.

What if Li Jiu knew about such a thing.

Tangli hesitated whether to tell Fu Zechen or not. After all, Li Jiu and Fu Zechen seemed to have a good relationship. If something like this happened, Fu Zechen would tell Li Bar as soon as possible.

Tangli turned over and frowned, but she still didn't turn on the phone after all.

Forget it, let's talk about it next time I see Fu Zechen.