pampered roses

Tangli didn't sleep well at night, and woke up before dawn.

She didn't sleep much at first, and she didn't feel sleepy when she thought about things in her heart.

Lying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while, she didn't look at the time until the alarm clock rang and got up.

Xu Zhaozhao was still sleeping when he got out of bed, Tangli washed up briefly, and planned to go downstairs to the cafeteria to buy breakfast.

In the early morning of autumn in the imperial capital, the weather was still foggy.

But as soon as Tangli went downstairs, she saw the underside of the dormitory building again. It was still the courier boy from yesterday, and it was still a brand new bouquet of roses with more quantity.

The courier boy had already remembered Tangli by now, so he came up with the list,

"Miss Tang, your flower."

Tangli frowned, and glanced at the huge roses over there. Today was even more exaggerated than yesterday. It seemed that there were almost 9999 red roses.

Yesterday's carriage could no longer fit, so it was installed in the back compartment of the truck.

All the students passing by looked this way.

Tangli pursed her lower lip and said, "Is it still that Mr. Fu?"

The courier brother nodded, "Yes."

Tangli confiscated his list and shook her head, "Return it for me, I refuse."

The courier brother sighed, but couldn't say anything, and walked away with the car.

After the people left, Tangli walked to the bench outside, took out her mobile phone and found Fu Qingyang's number.

Don't think too much, the flowers must have been sent by Fu Qingyang.

Only he can do this kind of thing.

Not to mention that she couldn't collect the 999 roses yesterday, and it was not easy to collect them. Even if she collected the 9999 roses today, there is no place to put them.

Tangli dialed the phone, and it was connected quickly. Fu Qingyang's voice came, with faint excitement and familiar arrogance,

"Why, you take all the flowers..."

Tangli interrupted him with a calm tone, "Don't give it to me anymore."

There was a moment of stunned, and the voice stopped abruptly.

There seemed to be people around Fu Qingyang, chatting about something.

Fu Qingyang seemed to have dropped something, the voice over there stopped, and he changed his place before speaking.

"Why? Tangli, are you really coming with me? Are you really going to break up with me?"

"No, you have thought it through. You broke up with me, can you find a more suitable one? Why did you return to the emperor? Don't you just want your grandma and Tang Ruoxue to change their views on you? If I want I want you, when the time comes..."

Tangli listened to Fu Qingyang's words, her expression was very flat, she didn't wait for him to finish, and corrected,

"Fu Qingyang, it's not a breakup, we've never been together before."

She paused, and added,

"We made an agreement at the time, it was just an agreement with a girlfriend. I will help you solve the peach blossoms around you."

What Tangli said was indifferent and calm enough, but it was also true.

Fu Qingyang was also silent over there, only the sound of slightly panting breathing came through the phone.

Tangli clenched her palms slightly. In fact, she also vaguely knew what Fu Qingyang thought about her. She did use him, but... just think it was her who was sorry for him.

"Sorry, Fu Qingyang, I hope you won't..."

"Can we see each other?" Fu Qingyang asked, his voice a little low, with some rare persuasion and pleading, "I'll pick you up at your school in the afternoon, and we have dinner together?"

Tangli paused and thought for two seconds.

She really couldn't be too cruel to Fu Qingyang, after all, he was Fu Zechen's own nephew.

Tangli pursed her lips, "Okay."

On the other side of the phone, Fu Qingyang's tone suddenly rose a bit, "Then I'll pick you up when the time comes."

"No need," Tangli said in a calm tone, "Just send me the address and time."

Fu Qingyang thought for a while, then compromised, "Okay."

Fu Qingyang sent over the address, he ordered a senior member restaurant.

Tangli took a taxi there in the afternoon.

After arriving at the place, she reported her name, and the waiter led her upstairs directly.

This restaurant is a membership-only restaurant, and there are not many people. All the people who come here are celebrities from the upper circle who are either rich or expensive.

As soon as Tangli entered the door, she saw Fu Qingyang sitting by the window, wearing a white suit and combing her hair meticulously.

Fu Qingyang also saw her, his eyes lit up.

Tangli stepped up and walked towards him.

"You're here." Fu Qingyang looked at her, his expression moved slightly. He originally wanted to say a lot, but when he thought of what they told him, he suppressed it again.

Tangli looked cold and sat down opposite him.

She wore a bright yellow lace cheongsam dress today, her long black hair was tied to her ears, she was demure and gentle, there was no excessive emotion on her cold and bright face, she just looked at him lightly.

Fu Qingyang clenched his palms and took a deep breath, as if making up his mind, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Tangli's hand on the table,'

"Tangli, I..."

"Fu Qingyang?!" A delicate female voice sounded from behind and overhead, "Is it really you?"

The voice came from behind Tangli. Tangli couldn't see the woman's face, but she could clearly see the sudden change in Fu Qingyang's face, and let go of the hand that was holding her tightly.

Tangli smelled the familiar women's salon fragrance and cold sandalwood, combined with Fu Qingyang's expression, her expression also changed slightly, and she vaguely guessed something.

Sure enough, Fu Qingyang stood up abruptly, with a respectful and somewhat scared expression,

"Uncle."

Tangli didn't move, she still turned her back to the person behind her.

The charming girl's voice rang out again,

"Brother Jiu, it's really Qingyang."

Tangli didn't turn her head to look at Fu Zechen, but she still heard his flat and cold voice clearly,

"Well, what are you doing here?"

Fu Qingyang glanced at Tangli, hesitated for a moment, "Tangli and I came here for dinner..."

"Oh?" The tired and icy ending sound slightly evoked.

Tangli felt her gaze from behind her fall on her, and with a chilly scrutiny, she picked at her flesh like a knife.

She clenched her palms slightly, and finally got up, turned around and looked at the person behind her.

The woman next to Fu Qingyang wore a red dress with suspenders, her long chestnut curly hair hanging down her sides, revealing her fair complexion, bright eyes and white teeth, as gorgeous as peaches and plums, her appearance was charming and majestic.

Tangli immediately recognized her as the woman she saw on the side of the road yesterday.

Her heart seemed to be stabbed by something, Tangli held back the astringency in her heart, looked at Fu Zechen, and said in a flat tone,

"Mr. Fu."

"Ok?"

Fu Zechen was dressed in a black shirt, his cold white and sharp features were expressionless, his black eyes fell on Tangli for a moment, and when he heard her address, he raised his brows very lightly, pulled the corners of his lips slightly, and said casually,

"What do you call me?"