After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me
Chapter 91 - 90: I’d Recognize You Even If You Turned to Ash

Chapter 91: Chapter 90: I’d Recognize You Even If You Turned to Ash

The girl spoke slowly, "The character for ’grass’ on top, followed by the ’west’ of east, west, south, north."

Fu Tingzhou looked at the girl, and for reasons unknown, in that moment, as he gazed upon the quivering, tearful woman called Xiao Qian, her expression seemed to mirror that of a woman in his mind.

By 11 p.m., the private room had emptied.

Fu Tingzhou paid the price. Upon leaving, he purchased Xiao Qian from Zhao Yuanqi, since Zhao Yuanqi kept several women here for himself. With just one request, Zhao Yuanqi nodded with a smile.

Zhao Yuanqi patted Xiao Qian on the shoulder, "Didn’t see that coming, eh? You’ve got some skill, even the Third Young Master Fu has asked for you. Alright, tonight you’ll keep the Third Young Master good company."

Xiao Qian was surprised, and at the same time, her face flushed with shyness.

After all, he was the Third Young Master Fu.

A man as divinely handsome and outstanding as an immortal.

She hurriedly trotted to keep up with him.

In the garage, Fu Tingzhou sat in the car, raising his hand to rub his temples, enduring the dizziness from the alcohol soaking through him.

The woman’s weak and gentle voice rang out, "Third Young Master..."

Fu Tingzhou looked at Xiao Qian standing outside the car, his expression cold and nearly devoid of any expression, his tone ice-cold, "You don’t need to follow me. I bought you simply because of your name. You can find another job, or if you like this line of work, you can continue."

Xiao Qian, Xiao Xi...

Tang Xi...

Thinking of this woman, his eyes narrowed fiercely.

He said to the designated driver, "Drive."

The expression on Xiao Qian’s face changed for a moment, as if she never expected her life of imminent luxury to suddenly fly away.

Just now, her friends had all been envious, being taken away by such a rich and handsome man.

But she didn’t dare to chase after him, remembering the man’s indifferent eyes, she was almost shivering from not the cold.

Her name?

What about her name?

A mere name, how could it attract the attention of such an outstanding man...

She was utterly baffled.

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The car sped down the road.

The designated driver was having some trouble at the moment because Fu Tingzhou, having drunk too much, had fallen asleep in the back seat.

But he hadn’t given him an address.

The driver pulled the car over to the curb.

"Sir, sir, what’s the address?"

The man’s lips parted slightly.

The designated driver leaned in closer.

He faintly heard two words, "Tang... Xi..."

The designated driver said, "What? What are you saying? Who is Xi? Who are you talking about, sir? Wake up a bit and tell me the address."

"Tang... Xi..."

Seeing the man was deeply drunk.

The designated driver fished out a mobile phone from his pocket, unlocked it with his fingerprint, opened the contacts, found Tang Xi’s name, and dialed it.

"Hello, miss, your friend is drunk. Where is your house? Yes, yes, he’s very drunk. Don’t ask so many questions now, just give me the address. I’m illegally parked and need to get moving."

He got the address.

The designated driver immediately drove to the location.

Surprisingly to the designated driver, this drunken gentleman appeared to be a rich man, the kind who drove cars worth tens of millions, but this Tang Xi’s address was in a remote, impoverished tube-shaped apartment building.

This was a poor district.

The ground was slippery with moss.

Tang Xi, clad in a coat, came downstairs upon receiving the call, looking at the drunken man.

She was stunned for a moment.

Fu Tingzhou?

When she received the phone call, the other person hadn’t made it clear who it was. They only mentioned a friend was drunk. She had thought it was Ruan Youqing, since Ruan Youqing had a classmate’s birthday party tonight.

She looked at Fu Tingzhou and slightly furrowed her brows.

The designated driver quickly said, "This gentleman is drunk and kept calling out your name, so I had no choice but to contact you. Now that he’s been delivered, please pay for the ride..."

Tang Xi pursed her lips slightly, took out her phone, scanned the QR code to make the payment, and as she saw the 500 yuan expense, she winced for a few seconds.

She looked at the drunken Fu Tingzhou and sighed.

It was already half-past ten.

With no other alternatives, she helped the designated driver with the man and they arrived at her rental place.

After getting drunk, the man leaned heavily on Tang Xi’s shoulder, quite heavy. As Tang Xi helped him lie down on the bed, she was puffing and panting.

She wondered what Fu Tingzhou would think tomorrow morning when he found himself here.

Probably initially dumbfounded, then furious, and finally accusing her of being scheming...

Thinking of this, the woman’s lips faintly curled into a smile. Whatever...

She helped him remove his shoes and coat.

The man appeared lean and tall, with abs, pecs, and well-defined arm muscles, quite heavy indeed, tiring her out.

"Tonight, I am kindly giving you shelter," she said in a low murmur, looking at the man who fell asleep drunk. Seemingly uncomfortable watching him sleep like this, she raised her hand to remove his tie.

Suddenly, a burning hand grabbed her wrist.

Tang Xi’s eyes widened as she watched the man slowly open his eyes.

Those eyes, dark as the unfathomable abyss.

The two of them locked eyes for a few seconds, and Tang Xi let out a sigh of relief, knowing that although he was awake now, his consciousness had not fully returned.

She struggled forcefully to try to break free from his grasp.

But unexpectedly, the man’s grip was tight.

Tang Xi leaned closer to him, "Let go, hey, Fu Ting— Ah—"

The man hooked her waist and flipped over, easily pinning her beneath him.

A scorching kiss followed suit.

Tang Xi shivered all over.

"Mmm—mm—" she struggled in resistance, but as a result, the man restrained her even more tightly; the more she struggled, the more inescapable it became.

The room was filled with an ambiguous and hazy aroma, along with the strong scent of alcohol and the faint, elegant aroma of ebony.

He was drunk.

But she was sober.

The woman’s voice carried a crying tone, "Do you know who I am? Fu Tingzhou, look closely to see who I am!!"

The man pinched her chin, looking down at her, his gaze equally fixing her head in place so she couldn’t struggle or dodge. His handsome face slowly pressed against her cheek, his voice cold yet laced with the smell of alcohol whispering in her ear, "Tang Xi, even if you turned to ash, I’d recognize you."

Outside the room, thunder rumbled, and heavy rain began to fall.

Sudden rainy days in North City come without warning.

Under the influence of the man’s alcohol, Tang Xi gradually closed her eyes, swaying in the storm.

The next morning.

The sound of the rain was light, much less intense than the downpour from last night, tapping against the window.

Fu Tingzhou opened his eyes, looking at the unfamiliar surroundings in front of him.

A plain and simple bedroom.

The blanket over him was pink with a strawberry pattern. He frowned, sat up, and looked at the woman lying beside him.

Almost in that instant, the man’s emotions obviously shifted.

A rare hint of tenderness flickered through his eyes and then disappeared.