pampered roses

Tangli's back felt cold, and her nails clasped tightly into her palms.

On the opposite side, Fu Yanci continued to speak: "How is he worthy of snatching peace from me, how is he worthy of meddling with my peace, such a person deserves to die in peace."

Tangli tensed up and trembled slightly, looking at Fu Yanci.

He was sitting in front of the portrait, Fu Anning's smile was so beautiful and happy, but Fu Yanci's expression was so cold, and what he said made people feel like ice.

Pain came from her palm, Tangli calmed down, closed her eyes, then opened her eyes to look at Fu Yanci, and calmly said, "You're lying to me."

If Fu Yanci really forced Fu Anning to go with him in such a decisive way, then Fu Anning would definitely fight him to the death in order to protect the one he loves.

Fu Yanci looked at Tangli calmly, and after a while, he slightly hooked his lips, "It's really smart."

Tangli was silent, her eyes fell on Fu Yanci without any warmth.

Fu Yanci suddenly felt bored, and said regretfully: "I sent someone to deal with him, but it's a pity that he was so fatal that he ran away."

"But I don't care. Anyway, your mother has already returned to China with me. Since he has escaped, he should be more sensible and hide away."

"If he doesn't show up, I naturally won't have time to look for him everywhere."

Tangli lowered her eyes and remained silent.

After a while, Fu Yanci suddenly said again: "Do you know how Tang Ruonian died?"

Tangli suddenly raised her eyes and stared at Fu Yanci, her eyes were red and bloodshot in her pupils, she stared at him with a little anger.

Fu Yanci curled his lips, like a venomous tongue in the dark, and said coldly: "I didn't do it, don't look at me with such eyes."

"who is it?"

Tangli asked immediately.

Fu Yanci clasped the wheelchair in his hands, and said lightly: "Perhaps, you should ask Lu Jinyuan."

Tangli was stunned.

Lu Jinyuan is my brother's name, how could my brother have something to do with the events of that year... Didn't he just pick him up from New York by chance...

Tangli suddenly felt a chill down her back.

Fu Yanci looked at her expression, the corners of his lips were straightened, turned the wheelchair, turned his back to Tangli, and said lightly: "Okay, that's the end of today's story. I'm tired, you can leave."

The door opened and closed, Tangli stood in the corridor, empty and dimly lit, a coolness climbed up from the bottom of her feet.

Her mind is now in a mess, full of what Fu Yanci said, his father, Tang Ruonian's death, and the pictures of the year that were pieced together from a few words.

And her brother.

To this day, Tangli suddenly realizes later, is her luck really that good?

When Chinatown was at its worst, Lu Jinyuan fell from the sky, took her away, and gave her everything that her peers should have.

It was the first time that he and his brother met, but he treated her as if the two were real brothers and sisters who grew up together, treating her in every detail and being gentle in every way.

Tangli stood where she was, suddenly feeling cold all over her body, Tang Ruonian's death reappeared in her mind.

The sound of horns in my ears, the sound of my mother cursing, the bright red blood...

Tangli couldn't imagine that if Tang Ruonian's death was really related to her brother, how would she face this brother who gave her so much warmth at that time.

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Fu Zechen returned to the room with the fruit juice, and what he saw was Tangli sitting on the bed distraught, her hands hugging her legs, her eyes were empty, and her face was a little ugly.

Fu Zechen frowned, put the juice on the cabinet, lightly pinched Tangli's chin, and worried in his dark eyes: "What's wrong?"

Tangli didn't speak, but Fu Zechen frowned, and instantly realized that Tangli should have met Fu Yanci.

Fu Zechen's body tensed up, his eyes were sharp and chilly, he looked at Tangli: "Did he say something to you?"

Tangli clenched her hands tightly, Fu Zechen touched her cheek, and immediately turned around to go out: "He's a lunatic, I'll go find him."

"do not want!"

Tangli hugged Fu Zechen's waist from behind, and rested her head on his back. She shook her head, her tone tinged with tears, and then it gradually turned into a thin cry. Fu Zechen could only feel the pain on his back. There was a burst of wetness, he turned around, sat on the edge of the bed and took Tangli into his arms.

His eyes were flustered and distressed, he patted Tangli's back comfortingly, his voice was low and gentle: "Don't cry, tell me what's wrong?"

"It's okay if you don't want to say it, I'm still here, dear."

Tangli buried her head in Fu Zechen's arms, her body trembling slightly, her hands clenched his collar tightly, and a muffled voice came out, which made Fu Zechen's heart feel like a ball, and the pain was severe.

"Fu Zechen, so my biological father is still alive, he is not dead!"

Fu Zechen was stunned, and the hand stroking Tangli's back stopped.

Tangli was very sad, and vented in Fu Zechen's arms for a long time, until her voice became smaller and smaller.

Fu Zechen lowered his eyes, Tangli closed his eyes, and his hands were still tightly clutching his collar.

He leaned back and carefully hugged Tangli on the bed.

Fu Zechen made very little movement, Tangli frowned, with a disturbed expression on her face, Fu Zechen's body was stiff, and when Tangli was quiet, she carefully put her on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

He put his fingertips on the side of Tangli's face, gently slid up from the corner of his eyes, and took the collar back from Tangli's hand.

Fu Zechen stood where he was, staring at Tangli in a daze.

With the sound of steady breathing, Fu Zechen walked out of the room lightly, and closed the door.

The moment the door closed, Fu Zechen's expression sank instantly, his jaw line was tense, his dark pupils were full of hostility, and he went upstairs with a sullen face without saying a word.

When they arrived at the door of Fu Yanci, the housekeeper and several bodyguards were standing at the door. Seeing Fu Zechen, the housekeeper stretched out his hand to stop him, and said lightly: "The master has already fallen asleep. If you have something to do, young master, please wait until tomorrow."

"Go away," Fu Zechen narrowed his eyes and looked at the butler coolly.

The butler smiled, and never retracted his outstretched hand. The four bodyguards behind him stood in front of Fu Zechen, with their hands behind their backs, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Master, please don't embarrass me."

Fu Zechen took a step forward, and the butler raised his hand. In the next second, Fu Zechen pinched his hand and twisted it backwards. The other four bodyguards also moved their hands. Fu Zechen was very skilled. Kicking people away, Fu Zechen pushed open the door of the room and walked in while twisting the housekeeper to his knees.

The room was dimly lit, Fu Yanci sat in front of the portrait, looking at Fu Zechen expressionlessly.

Behind him, the butler and bodyguard came in in a panic, and the butler saluted: "Master, I'm sorry."

Fu Yanci waved his hand and said lightly: "You go out first."

The butler and bodyguard left, and the door of the room behind them was closed, leaving only the two of them.

Fu Yanci looked at Fu Zechen, and lightly curled his lips: "It's quite capable."

Fu Zechen took two steps forward, staring at Fu Yanci with gloomy eyes, his tone was full of coldness: "Don't touch Tangli."

Fu Yanci looked at him, and Fu Zechen said, "I don't care what you do, but Tangli, you can't even touch a single hair."

"If you dare to hurt her, I promise," he stared at Fu Yanci, word by word, "Even if I destroy myself, I will definitely make you miserable."

Compared to Fu Zechen's hostility, Fu Yanci's expression was calm. He looked at Fu Zechen indifferently, and asked instead: "Do you like her very much?"

"I love her."

As much as he likes it, she is to him, and Tangli is to Fu Zechen, they have long been more important than life.

After hearing this, Fu Yanci didn't say anything, and pushed the wheelchair to the side cabinet. There was a document on it, and Fu Yanci threw it to Fu Zechen expressionlessly.

Fu Zechen glanced at it. It was a DNA report with the names of Tangli and Fu Zechen.

He glanced in silence, then looked up at Fu Yanci.

Fu Yanci said: "You love her, so you check this?"

The corners of Fu Zechen's lips were straightened, and he said, "So what?"

"As far as I know, you were already with her at that time," Fu Yanci narrowed his eyes, "Have you ever thought about what to do if the above appraisal results show that you are related by blood?"

If the appraisal report shows that there is a 99.99% possibility that Tangli and Fu Zechen are related, how will it end then?

It's not that Fu Zechen didn't think about this problem.

When Fu Zechen went to Paris, it was to investigate this matter.

At the beginning, when he knew that Tangli might be related to him, his first reaction was that it was impossible. Later, he asked Xu Ze to investigate in many ways, and the possibility of the two being related by blood became even greater.

So Fu Zechen panicked at that time, but even so, he never thought of giving up on Tangli.

Afterwards, they went to Paris to investigate the matter, and then asked Xu Ze to approach Jiang Nanzhi to find Ye Wentian, just to find out who Tangli's biological father was.

When he got a negative answer from Ye Wentian, Fu Zechen's heart sank for a moment. If Ye Wentian was not the same, Tangli probably had the same father as him.

What should I do if the sweetheart next to my pillow is my own sister?

Fu Zechen admitted that he was really scared at that time. He didn't dare to tell Tangli, so he could only investigate secretly without telling everyone.

For a while, I didn't even dare to get in close contact with Tangli, for fear that she would not be able to accept it after knowing it.

Later Fu Zechen got the appraisal report.

Before seeing the results, Fu Zechen asked himself what he should do if the results were not satisfactory.

But then, Fu Zechen confirmed one thing.

That is, even if Tangli was really his own sister, he would never let go of Tangli's hand.

They are meant to be together.

Fu Zechen will use all means to clean up those who know the truth and secrets back then.

In this world, he is the only one who knows the truth. Even before the NDA appraisal report was in his hands, Fu Zechen had already contacted the doctor, and only waited for the ligation operation after seeing the results.

But fortunately, it may be that God saw that he lived too hard in the first half of his life, so he still didn't have the heart to torture him in the end.

Fu Zechen was silent for a long time. In the huge room, there were only the sound of breathing of two people. One had an unclear expression and the other was calm.

After a long time, he stared at Fu Yanci and said, "If the answer to this report is yes, then you will be the same as 20 years ago."

Fu Yanci was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and let out a maniacal laugh.

"Hahahaha, yes, you are worthy of my father's blood, and even the way you handle things is exactly the same as your father's."

Fu Zechen interrupted him blankly: "I am ashamed of it."

Fu Yanci stared at Fu Zechen and was silent for a long time.

The atmosphere between the two was cold and stiff, and the aura did not give way.

In the end, it was Fu Yanci who looked away first, pushed the wheelchair back to Fu Zechen, and said lightly: "You go, I won't do anything to her."

Fu Zechen didn't speak, but Fu Yanci continued: "Don't forget, you came to me to ask for the truth."

"The truth is, no matter what the outcome is, you have to be prepared."