After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me
Chapter 219 - 168: Surveillance, Chance Encounter, Deep Kiss

Chapter 219: Chapter 168: Surveillance, Chance Encounter, Deep Kiss

Ji Qingtan’s eyes welled up with tears, "Tingzhou...has our decade-long relationship really vanished just like that? I don’t believe it, I can’t believe it!!"

She had already lowered her stance very much.

She was pleading, hoping he would casually bring her a calligraphy painting.

"Tingzhou, no matter what, I’m still your sister-in-law, we’re family." Ji Qingtan began to play the emotional card.

Fu Tingzhou frowned, seemingly unwilling to entangle further with her, "Contact Guan Yue for any matters, and let her help you."

After hanging up, Fu Tingzhou handed his phone back to Tang Xi.

Tang Xi slightly raised her eyebrows, seemingly not expecting the phone to be back in her hands again. Fu Tingzhou, the man who disliked using a phone case, his silver phone felt a bit heavy; its touch was cool, just like Fu Tingzhou’s own body temperature.

He was sharing his privacy with her without any reservations. She could see all his messages, but Tang Xi didn’t want to look.

She even felt repelled by this way of a man’s approach that carried a hint of opportunistic flattery.

Tang Xi still preferred his cold demeanor.

She no longer held any expectations of him, so she feared any bit of warmth from him; she feared that this tiny warmth would make her start hoping for this relationship again.

Tang Xi set his phone down on the coffee table, "I’m going to the restroom."

She walked to the door, when she heard Fu Tingzhou’s voice, "Guan Yue, follow her."

Guan Yue accompanied Tang Xi, her voice gentle as she cautioned, "This place is messy, with a mixed crowd coming from all walks of life, both the poor and the rich. Miss Tang, if you have no other business, let’s head back to our private room after the restroom."

Tang Xi knew that Fu Tingzhou had Guan Yue accompany her partly to protect her, as she was unfamiliar with the place. And partly because he feared she would run away.

Tang Xi was not the kind to seek trouble for herself. Even if she ran here, could she really escape?

"Tang Xi, you’re here too."

Tang Xi was washing her hands when suddenly a sharp and aggressive female voice reached her ears, a voice too familiar; even without looking, Tang Xi knew who it was.

Qiao Jing.

She put her hands under the dryer, and after drying them, turned to leave when Qiao Jing stepped forward to trip her. But such petty tricks had long been noticed by Tang Xi, whose foot coincidentally stepped on Qiao Jing’s.

"Ah—" Qiao Jing shrieked, "Tang Xi, you did that on purpose, didn’t you!"

Tang Xi ignored her, ready to leave, with Qiao Jing following closely behind, "Tang Xi, I’m getting married to Cheng Yunlang soon; the wedding is about to be held, and I hope you can attend. After all, you were Yun Lang’s colleague."

Tang Xi didn’t understand why Qiao Jing always thought she liked Cheng Yunlang? Cheng Yunlang was indeed good, but... he’s from a completely different world than herself, and since leaving the hospital, there has been no contact at all. She has not the slightest bit of affection for Cheng Yunlang.

Tang Xi slightly furrowed her brows, "Qiao Jing, he’s Cheng Yunlang, not currency. What makes you think I would like him? Your one-sided jealousy makes you look very low-class. Are all the rich young ladies from high society like you? Well, then I’ve really broadened my horizons..."

Although Qiao Jing came for an auction tonight, she still dressed very ostentatiously. From head to toe, including the jewelry on her neck, she was worth a little fortune. However, wearing it, she lacked the elegance and nobility of a fine lady and instead seemed rather low due to her behavior.

No doubt, like something from a street stall.

Qiao Jing was so enraged that she gritted her teeth, wishing to flaunt herself in front of Tang Xi, "You’re the type of woman who clings to the wealthy. Xiao Chi told me, he gives you money, and you obediently become his girlfriend. Playing the field, and now with Xu Yiran abroad, naturally, your attention shifts to Yun Lang’s brother. But don’t dream about it, Yun Lang will soon become my husband, he despises greedy and vulgar women like you."

"Jingjing!" Cheng Yunlang approached, dressed in a sporty suit of smoke grey, a refreshing and clean look without any hairstyle, and wearing a pair of glasses. Cheng Yunlang was there to find Qiao Jing, but unexpectedly saw Tang Xi, and he froze for two seconds, "Tang Xi... you’re here too."

Tang Xi was wearing a simple beige long sweater dress, comfortable and elegant, peaceful and gentle, but at the moment she emanated an aura of remote coldness. She did not want to engage much in conversation with Cheng Yunlang, and before he could speak, she called out loudly.

"Guan Yue."

Guan Yue came over, standing in front of Tang Xi, "Young Master Cheng, Miss Qiao, sorry to disturb you. Miss Tang has other matters, so we’ll take our leave first."

Cheng Yunlang watched Tang Xi’s receding figure and shouted, "Tang Xi, are you with Third Brother again??" He clenched his fists tightly, as if making a last desperate shout, ignoring the people around him, "Tang Xi, if I say I’m willing to give up everything I have now, would you be willing to leave with me?"

His voice was loud, and naturally, Tang Xi could hear it.

She had no reaction, nor did Guan Yue, who simply looked down indifferently.

The one with the biggest reaction was Qiao Jing, who stomped her foot, "Yun Lang Brother!! We are getting married!! Do you still have this woman in your heart?? What’s so good about this cheap woman, Tang Xi! I will tell Aunt Fu about today’s incident, and I will have Aunt Fu make decisions for me!! Aunt Fu said, with our two families cooperating, the only one you can marry is me."

Tang Xi did not linger; her steps barely hesitated before she walked away.

Qiao Jing watched Tang Xi’s back, jealousy clenching her teeth, and she took Cheng Yunlang’s hand, "Yun Lang Brother, I won’t let go even if it kills me!"

Tang Xi returned to the private room, and as soon as she got back, she noticed Xu Rongchen was not there, while Fu Tingzhou was sitting alone on the Zafu, drinking tea. Fu Tingzhou was dressed in a standard three-piece suit today, having removed the jacket, he was wearing a black vest with a silver numbered pin on his chest.

He gave off a sense of austere intellectualism.

Just as Tang Xi approached, Fu Tingzhou grabbed her palm, seizing the initiative, "Who did you see outside?"

"Who I saw, you must already know, and you should also know that I refused him." She knew that Guan Yue would report every word of her conversation with Cheng Yunlang to Fu Tingzhou without missing a single detail.

That was Guan Yue’s duty, and Tang Xi would not dislike her for that.

However, the feeling of being surveilled all the time was not pleasant.

Fu Tingzhou wrapped one arm around her waist authoritatively; Tang Xi had a slender waist that Fu Tingzhou could easily control with one hand, "If nothing unexpected happens, next week will be Cheng Yunlang and Qiao Jing’s wedding. I will take you there."

"Alright, you say go, and I’ll go." Tang Xi decided to become an unemotional doll; whatever he said, would be.

Once a person accepts their fate, they have nothing to fear.

Suddenly, the man’s fingers around her waist tightened slightly, and Fu Tingzhou lifted her chin with his other hand, lowering his head to kiss her lips lightly. At first, it was just a light kiss, like a feather’s touch, then suddenly it became passionate and intense.

The small tea table as if transformed into a support for Tang Xi.

If it weren’t for the ringing of a bell signaling the start of the auction outside, Fu Tingzhou would not have let her off so easily.

Tang Xi felt ashamed, because outside the room was a glass window through which one could clearly see the auction stage on the first floor, and now they were separated only by a wood-carved screen.

Fu Tingzhou already had her pinned down on the tea table in a ready stance.

Tang Xi was truly grateful for the bell, which at least brought him back to his senses for the moment.

Fu Tingzhou did not immediately let go of her, his husky voice in her ear asking, "Really, you won’t go with him?"

His hot, scorching breath made her shudder, and only then did she understand what Fu Tingzhou meant. She shook her head, her smirk hiding the emotions in her eyes, "Cheng Yunlang, he’s not as rich as you are."