After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me
Chapter 190 - 155: Dinner, More Important Than News_3

Chapter 190: Chapter 155: Dinner, More Important Than News_3

Tang Xi was stunned for a moment.

Then she slowly shook her head, smiling faintly to express her gratitude to the nurse.

Fu Tingzhou had not been domestically abusive. Instead, he tormented her in another way, treating her with punitive and venting behavior.

Her body couldn’t bear his excessive torment and developed a fever, which resulted in being sent to the hospital.

Nie Xiaoyun was an excellent female bodyguard, agile, competent, meticulous and careful in her tasks. Seeing that Tang Xi was bored, she even bought Tang Xi a few books. Nie Xiaoyun smiled and said, "Miss Tang, you don’t have to worry about troubling me. I was hired by Mr. Fu to take care of your daily needs and to protect you. In the future, we may spend a lot of time together."

Tang Xi tugged at her lips indifferently and lowered her head to look at a book in her hands.

It must have been a previous bodyguard who told Nie Xiaoyun that she liked to read detective novels.

The books Nie Xiaoyun had bought for her were by Higashino Keigo.

During her week in the hospital, apart from the nurses, doctors, and Nie Xiaoyun, Tang Xi didn’t see anyone else.

After being discharged, Tang Xi returned to Qingfeng Garden.

Nie Xiaoyun lived across from her, telling her that there was an internal line landline in the house, and she could call her anytime for anything she needed.

Tang Xi had no cell phone or any other means of communication.

The landline on the coffee table could only be used to call Nie Xiaoyun’s cell phone.

Nie Xiaoyun would bring food over for meals.

Tang Xi knew she was in a form of... captivity.

Unable to leave, nor able to contact anyone outside.

She was really like a doll in a display window, confined behind glass, unable to move an inch.

This was the punishment Fu Tingzhou had given her.

But during that week, Tang Xi hadn’t seen Fu Tingzhou at all.

She hadn’t taken the initiative to ask Nie Xiaoyun for any news regarding Fu Tingzhou either.

It had been half a month since she last saw Fu Tingzhou.

Tang Xi didn’t know how long she would be kept here.

He punished her, incarcerating her in this place.

Yet he had Nie Xiaoyun take care of her, providing her with life’s necessities.

Even the clothes in the walk-in closet were all the latest styles of the current season.

Tang Xi never wore them once.

She found it quite laughable.

In the morning, Nie Xiaoyun brought over more than a dozen pieces of clothing; new releases from several luxury brands.

Nie Xiaoyun said, "I think these two look really nice on you, especially flattering."

Tang Xi was reading when she heard that. She looked up briefly, then gestured to the loose and comfortable blue loungewear she had on, "At home, it’s better to wear something like this."

Nie Xiaoyun raised her eyebrows slightly, touched her nose and said, "That’s true, but this is all Mr. Fu’s instructions. He ordered me to take care of you, including going to the mall every week to pick out new releases from major brands for you."

Tang Xi lowered her gaze indifferently, "Oh, then there’s no need in the future. Don’t put yourself out."

Her expression was tranquil; her voice remained detached.

She didn’t even look up as she spoke, just kept her head down reading.

But in fact, she wasn’t taking in a single word from the book.

Nie Xiaoyun had been with Tang Xi for a while, and when she first met her she was shocked; the woman was lying naked on the bed, covered only by a thin blanket, her body bruised and battered, both beautiful and frail after being abused.

She resembled a gardenia about to wither.

Pure white and shattered.

To Nie Xiaoyun, Tang Xi was merely a woman supported by Mr. Fu on the outside.

But now, Nie Xiaoyun found Tang Xi somewhat incomprehensible.

She was completely different from those other women, and during this time, she had not once asked about Mr. Fu’s whereabouts. She wasn’t like those women who sold their bodies for wealth, trying to please men for their own gain.

Instead...

She had a resilience, a cool distance and a stubbornness that even Nie Xiaoyun found surprising.

Nie Xiaoyun took the initiative to say, "These past days, Mr. Fu has gone to Ningjiang City."

Tang Xi’s eyes trembled, and her slender, fair fingers clenched momentarily. Ningjiang, a place that felt both familiar yet strange to her.

"Last year, there was an earthquake in Ningjiang City. Mr. Fu was also trapped there. Now the reconstruction work in Ningjiang City is nearly complete. Mr. Fu has donated a medical building to support the entire rural medical system. These past few days, it just opened."

Tang Xi seemed to have no interest in this news. She closed her book, her fingertips turning slightly white from pressing against the pages. She looked up with her cool gaze towards the window; now it was six in the evening, dusk was settling, and the night of North City was rising slowly. She stood in front of the window, overlooking the mysterious night outside.

She could look, but could not go out.

This was the feeling of losing freedom.

Her voice was slightly hoarse, her tone casual, "What’s for dinner tonight?"

Nie Xiaoyun looked at her in surprise.

As she spoke of Mr. Fu’s news, this woman ignored it and instead asked what was for dinner?

As if a meal was more important than the news about Mr. Fu.