After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me
Chapter 168 - 146: Daughter Looks Like Him

Chapter 168: Chapter 146: Daughter Looks Like Him

The man harshly rubbed his temples, a sudden intense headache and dizziness overwhelmed him, and he heavily sat back down on the sofa, but Xu Yiran’s words kept echoing in his ears.

It was as if they hit a deep part of his heart that he couldn’t see and dared not face!

What she liked was just money, right? Fame, status? Luxury goods.

He could give her all these things, tenfold, a hundredfold.

No woman dislikes this.

She lingered around those wealthy young masters for this reason, didn’t she?

But why, upon hearing Xu Yiran’s words, did he feel particularly uncomfortable?

As if he was avoiding something.

A while later, Xu Ze returned to the hospital room.

Fu Tingzhou asked, "How is Tang Xi?"

Xu Ze reported, "I’ve arranged for a nanny to take care of Miss Tang these days. According to the nanny, Miss Tang’s condition has been quite good. She has meals on time every day, doesn’t go out, and doesn’t contact other friends. After eating, she just sits on the balcony to read a book. Oh, recently Miss Tang bought a few pots of succulents to keep on the balcony, and she has been reading books about plant care."

Fu Tingzhou seemed to hear about this variety for the first time, slightly frowning, "What succulents?"

Xu Ze explained, "It’s a type of green plant, small pots, many people like to keep them because they are easy to take care of."

Fu Tingzhou nodded, "Go to the plant market and buy some succulents she likes for her."

Xu Ze smiled, "Yes."

In the afternoon, Fu Tingzhou underwent another physical examination; all the vital signs were in alignment, and the surgery could proceed next week.

Fu Tingzhou requested an anonymous donation.

So Tang Jingyun and the others didn’t know who the specific donor was, and just kept thanking the doctors.

Liang Yuezhen even thought it was Su Mengshu who had found them a successful match, and was extremely grateful to Su Mengshu, becoming increasingly thankful towards her.

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Tang Xi, alone at home, was bored. She stood barefoot on the balcony, watering a few green plants, looking at a book about plant care.

A knock on the door sounded.

The housekeeper here has keys, and usually comes over at meal times.

Who would come knocking?

Tang Xi went over and peeked through the peephole only to see three people outside wearing uniforms from a certain flower shop. She opened the door and asked what they needed.

"Is this Miss Tang? These are the succulent plants your husband ordered, shall we help bring them inside?"

When Tang Xi heard the words ’my husband’, her eyes slightly narrowed, and she showed no other reaction, not even a hint of surprise—her clean face remained as calm as water.

She stepped aside, letting them in.

They are just workers, no need to give them a hard time.

What surprised Tang Xi, however, was.

Thirty or so pots, filling the entire balcony.

All different varieties.

Lots of different sizes, Tang Xi just stared at these succulents, somewhat speechless and yet finding it amusing.

She didn’t need to guess, the nanny must have told Xu Ze that she had been keeping two pots of succulents here, and then Xu Ze, very diligently, reported back to Fu Tingzhou, perhaps it was a casual remark by the man at some boring moment, and then these things were moved to her home just like that.

Tang Xi signed on the receipt.

After the flower shop staff left, she sat on the balcony.

Some things were just because she felt bored at home, really stifled, and needed something to pass the time.

But now that so many things had been moved over, suddenly she lost all interest.

Tang Xi leaned on the balcony lounge chair and spent the whole afternoon there.

In the evening, the nanny came to make dinner.

"Oh my, madam, so many small potted plants, they look really nice."

Tang Xi just blandly asked, "What’s for dinner tonight?"

The nanny said, "Madam, this small procedure took a toll on your health; you need a month to recover. Tonight there’s black chicken soup and two vegetarian dishes."

Tang Xi nodded.

It was just past five o’clock.

But the sky outside had already begun to darken.

This was the best location in North City, with a large viewing balcony where one could clearly see the splendid night view of North City from this height.

The rocking chair gently swayed, and Tang Xi, feeling tired, slowly closed her eyes.

The auntie who had prepared dinner called her, but getting no response, came over and found her asleep on the lounge chair.

The auntie quickly fetched a blanket and draped it over her.

Looking at a book scattered on the ground.

A mystery novel.

The aunties hired to work here were all carefully chosen.

They understood nuances and followed the employer’s orders. Naturally, they could tell that this woman was just a mistress kept by the employer on the side, who had recently suffered a miscarriage. Ah, such a beautiful woman, but such a pitiful fate. So many days had passed, and the employer had not come to see her once.

Feeling pity, the aunt also felt some contempt; she had served many mistresses and other such women in her over ten years in housekeeping, and she looked down on women who lived off selling their bodies to rich lovers, manufacturing charms and grace where there were none.

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The next day, Tang Xi received many books.

They filled the study.

Almost all were mystery and detective novels.

She watched as two bodyguards under Xu Ze moved the books back and forth.

She knew without asking, she had merely glanced at a book, and after Fu Tingzhou heard about it, he ordered them to get these books.

She didn’t feel happy about it.

Who would be happy feeling watched and without freedom?

She didn’t read any of these books.

She knew what Fu Tingzhou meant; he obviously didn’t like her, but he still wanted to keep her by his side.

It was just the base nature of a man, thinking she was his possession. Even if he didn’t need her anymore and discarded her, he wouldn’t allow anyone else to have her. When he was pleased, he would cajole her by offering some benefits; when displeased, he treated her as an object to vent his desires.

She could never see through him.

Never had.

Tang Xi really hated this current life, without freedom, waking up to sitting on the balcony, watching the sunrise and sunset.

She didn’t know how her daughter was doing.

This child, not yet a month old, was already born.

Suddenly, she remembered her own past: from birth, she was sent to the orphanage.

And now, her own daughter was in a similar situation.

However, the only piece of good news recently was that little Mi’s condition had stabilized.

The surgery day was approaching soon.

In the morning, Tang Xi received a call from Tang Jingyun.

Tang Jingyun reported that little Mi’s surgery was successful.

Tang Xi closed her eyes briefly, tightly clenching her fingers, and slowly let her hanging heart settle down.

Tang Jingyun also mentioned that Tangtang was well-behaved.

She was obedient and did not cry or make trouble.

Tang Jingyun asked her when she would return to the orphanage. Tang Xi looked at the small room that trapped her, it wasn’t that she didn’t want to go back, but when she opened the door, there were two bodyguards waiting outside.

They were sent by Fu Tingzhou, supposedly for protection, but they also surveilled and controlled her.

"Tang Mom, thank you."

"Silly child, why are you thanking me? I am your mother, and I’ve watched you grow up since you were little. Now seeing your daughter, I’m reminded of your childhood. But this child... her eyes and eyebrows, too much like..." Tang Jingyun suddenly stopped speaking.

Tang Xi pursed her lips.

Her daughter looked a lot like Fu Tingzhou; she noticed it the moment she was born.