It was already late at night, and the whole villa was quiet, only the room where Tang Wan came to stay was still faintly lit. Tang Wanlai thought about it, thanks to Fu Changfeng who turned off the light just now, otherwise her hot and red ears at this moment must have been seen clearly by him.

Half of the reason for suddenly asking this sentence is also a hot head. Tang Wanlai was also a lot more sober after asking, and shrunk into the quilt to cover half of his face.

Fu Changfeng's figure didn't move, but Tang Wanlai didn't look at him and felt his hot gaze.

Looking at the woman who wrapped herself tightly on the bed, Fu Changfeng chuckled.

He took a few steps, his back standing tall and lonely in the darkness, "Your sick brain is not clear." ”

"Or if I put it another way, although Mr. Fu began to dislike me and even dislike me, he is actually quite interested in me, right?"

Tang Wanlai didn't know why, and suddenly wanted to ask this. Even she could guess in her heart that she just wanted to hear him admit it in person.

"If you think tonight's events are special to you, then you think too much. Fu Changfeng vetoed it in one sentence, "If it were someone else, there would be no change." ”

"Yes, but would you easily let a woman who has a purpose for you move in?"

Tang Wanlai smiled shallowly, and began to ask him to give an answer.

Fu Changfeng stood in the dark and stared at her condescendingly, "You know where your advantages are, you will keep and use them, so why do you have to hear what you want to hear from me?"

"What's more," he continued, "is such a trivial matter, do you really think that you can become Mrs. Fu?"

Tang Wanlai's smile slowly disappeared.

She began to regret and began to lose. Even if she didn't ask, she knew what Fu Changfeng meant, but she wanted to pierce this layer of window paper, and wanted to make progress with him openly, but it was at this time that this person told her, window paper, if she pierced it, she could get him, no.

"Then when I'm not in my head. ”

She said softly.

Tang Wanlai watched him leave.

The room fell silent, and Tang Wanlai's eyes looked motionless at a certain place in the darkness.

When she woke up again, it was already dark, and the drip had been completed, and Aunt Yun was packing up her things beside her.

"Aunt Yun. ”

"Hey, what's wrong with Miss Tang?"

Tang Wanlai stood up, "It's nothing, did Mr. Fu ask you to come?"

"Yes, I got up early, and my husband told me to come over and watch it for you. Aunt Yun smiled kindly, "It's still early, Miss Tang will rest for a while, and I'll call you again when breakfast is ready." ”

After Aunt Yun left, Tang Wanlai didn't feel sleepy, got up and washed up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtain and looked outside.

In the early morning, Cheung Chau is full of cold, and the location of the villa area is relatively high, shrouded in mist, and the surroundings are silent. Suddenly withdrawing his hand, Tang Wanlai had a plan in his heart.

She couldn't stay so slow any longer.

Today, Friday, Cheng Nianyi still has to go to school. When Tang Wan came to the restaurant, Cheng Nianyi was already sitting at the table eating breakfast. Cheng Nianyi was already asleep when he came last night, and he was very excited when he saw Tang Wanlai at home early in the morning.

"Good morning, sister!"

Tang Wanlai walked over and touched her head, said good morning, and looked around and didn't see Fu Changfeng's figure.

She sat down beside Cheng Nianyi, "Where's your uncle?"

"Brother Fu Ping said that his uncle went out and will come back later. ”

Tang Wanlai didn't think much about it.

In the middle of the night, when her stomach was upset, Aunt Yun boiled white porridge for her, and waited for a while to eat with Cheng Nianyi.

When the doorbell rang, Tang Wan came to wipe the corners of his mouth with a piece of paper, and said to Aunt Yun, "It should be Mr. Fu, I'll go open the door." ”

Without waiting for Aunt Yun to say anything, she left the restaurant.

As soon as he opened the door, Tang Wanlai's smile froze, and Mr. Fu's three words were stuck in his throat as soon as he finished speaking.