After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me
Chapter 407 - 283: Freedom and Happiness

Chapter 407: Chapter 283: Freedom and Happiness

Tang Xi opened her eyes, and it was already past ten in the morning of the next day.

She looked at the unfamiliar room in front of her, was stunned for a moment, and then sat up. This was not a side bedroom, but more like Fu Tingzhou’s master bedroom.

She raised her hand to rub her brow.

Her head felt heavy and dizzy; she had really drunk too much last night, how did she end up in Fu Tingzhou’s bedroom.

She tried hard to recall the events of last night, but her memory was a blank.

Tang Xi looked at the messy sheets, her cheeks flushed.

Could it be...

Did she and Fu Tingzhou last night??

But she has no memory of it now.

Even if she had drunk a lot, she wouldn’t be so desperate to end up in Fu Tingzhou’s bed, how could this be possible?

Luckily, she had sent her luggage over yesterday. Tang Xi immediately got out of bed and went to the side bedroom to put on her clothes.

The entire presidential suite, only she was there.

At that point, there was a knock at the door.

Tang Xi walked over and opened the door.

The waiter came in pushing a cart, "Miss, here is your breakfast."

"I didn’t order this."

"Mr. Fu ordered it; he said to deliver breakfast around ten."

The waiter respectfully set up the breakfast plates, the standard service with a smile encouraged Tang Xi to take her time.

The breakfast was chef-prepared and was not a North Island cuisine, but standard northern cuisine. Tang Xi didn’t expect to experience standard northern cuisine here and felt quite nostalgic for a moment.

Tang Xi ate while feeling puzzled.

She always felt that Fu Tingzhou seemed... a bit strange.

She didn’t know if it was because he had lost his memory.

It seemed like his temper wasn’t as bad as before.

Although he still had that icy demeanor.

Perhaps four years had passed, people can indeed change after all.

As long as he doesn’t hurt Tangtang, everything else is fine.

-

Tang Xi went to the hospital and completed the procedures.

She had a meal with colleagues from the department.

Here for four years, Tang Xi was devoted to her profession and loved her job, learning a lot along the way. Although she hasn’t known her friends here for long, she had grown fond of them. At noon, Tang Xi treated her colleagues to a meal at a Chinese restaurant, and everyone assumed Tang Xi was resigning over private matters.

Tang Xi just smiled simply and said she was changing jobs.

Everyone wished her well.

"Tang Xi, weren’t you seeing a boyfriend before? How’s that going?"

"Yeah, a really nice young man. Since you have a child with you, if he genuinely cares for the child, you should settle down quickly."

Tang Xi was taken aback.

She knew they were talking about Song Yanchu.

But...

There was nothing real between her and Song Yanchu; she just agreed to pretend to be his girlfriend.

And he had agreed to pretend to be her boyfriend too.

She hadn’t had much contact with this Song Yanchu since then.

Tang Xi hurriedly laughed, "These things are uncertain; I’m not in a rush."

She took out her phone and opened WeChat.

Scrolling down a few messages, she noticed that Song Yanchu had sent several messages to her.

"Tang Xi, I am planning to take Tangtang to my new studio tomorrow, do you want to come too?"

"Your phone seems off, I can’t reach you??"

"Tang Xi, are you there? I’m downstairs in your building."

"Tang Xi?? Tang Xi, I can’t get in touch with you, please reply to me."

"Is something wrong?"

"Tang Xi, if there’s anything you can tell me, I will try to help if I can."

This was the last message from three days ago.

Sent by Song Yanchu.

But Tang Xi’s phone was taken away, and she couldn’t reply to him. Until now, this message had sunk to the bottom, and Tang Xi felt a bit guilty in her heart. Mr. Song was a very good person, he was very outstanding, and she felt she was not worthy of him.

She hesitated for a moment, but still explained.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Song, I lost my phone for a while, didn’t see your message, I’m sorry it wasn’t that I didn’t want to reply. It’s just that, things are somewhat complicated, sorry for the disturbance."

After sending the message, Tang Xi put away her phone and chatted with her colleagues.

The gathering ended around one-thirty in the afternoon.

Tang Xi’s phone rang.

"This is Song Yanchu."

Listening to the male voice on the other end, Tang Xi pressed her lips together, "Mr. Song, I’m very sorry."

"As long as you’re alright, I thought something had happened to you."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xi felt even guiltier inside, "I’m really sorry, there have indeed been some things happening to me these past few days. I didn’t mean to not reply to your message, it’s just..."

"You don’t have to explain these to me, where are you right now?"

"Tang Xi gave him an address."

Soon, a black low-profile Mercedes-Benz van stopped in front of her.

Song Yanchu, dressed casually in smoke-grey sportswear, with a neat hairstyle, his smile gentle, said, "Get in."

Tang Xi got into the car.

Song Yanchu drove her to an outdoor cinema by the sea.

It was a place where young people relaxed.

"I know you’re not someone who doesn’t reply to messages, something must have held you up, it’s alright, I’ve been quite busy these days too." Song Yanchu’s words were always very gentle.

Tang Xi and he sat down on a white sofa.

A waiter brought over two cups of lemon drinks.

A breeze stirred Tang Xi’s hair, she did not want to bring up the matter again, but she also didn’t want to deliberately hide it from Song Yanchu, so she could only gently and briefly mentioned how she was kidnapped and confined in a small village during a competition.

Song Yanchu frowned, concern in his eyes.

"So much has happened, I’m sorry, I didn’t know." He looked at her with concern. Tang Xi had become noticeably thinner over these days. Song Yanchu said, "I should have guessed, your sudden lack of responses, your phone being unreachable must mean you encountered a big problem. As your boyfriend, I’m ashamed I didn’t know."

Listening to the word ’boyfriend,’ Tang Xi’s cheeks turned red.

"Mr. Song, stop joking, boyfriend, girlfriend, they’re just... mutually, um... all fake anyway. Please don’t tease me."

Song Yanchu looked at her, his gaze deep, "What if I say... I don’t want it to be fake..."

Tang Xi was stunned.

"What?"

She blinked, a bit dazed, then quickly said, "Mr. Song, stop joking..."

Seeing her becoming uneasy, Song Yanchu’s eyes showed a hint of bitter smile, then quickly concealed it, "Right, just a joke, don’t be nervous."

Tang Xi breathed a sigh of relief, she knew it.

Just a joke.

"Do you have time in the next few days? I mentioned before, I wanted to bring Tangtang to my new studio to get familiar with the environment."

Tang Xi didn’t know how to tell Song Yanchu.

"Sorry, Mr. Song, Tangtang really loves drawing, but, currently... it’s like this, next month I plan to take Tangtang back to the city I used to live in, so this time, I also say goodbye to you, Mr. Song."

Song Yanchu was very surprised, almost somewhat discomposed, "You’re leaving Beidao?"

Tang Xi took a sip of her drink, "Yes, I’m planning to take my daughter to another city."

"Why?" Song Yanchu became somewhat agitated, "Is there any difficulty in your life or finances?"

"No, Mr. Song, thank you for meeting you in this city, although we haven’t known each other for long, but I’m very grateful to you." Tang Xi raised her cup, "Cheers to you."

She wasn’t sure if it was Tang Xi’s misconception.

She felt that Song Yanchu wasn’t happy, instead, his emotions were filled with lots of loss.

Song Yanchu picked up a glass on the side, "Then here’s to you, may you be free and happy in the future."

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