What the?

Coincidentally, he looked up, and even Tang Luoran couldn't believe that he was speaking for her, let alone Fu Ziya.

"Brother, I heard you right, are you protecting that woman?" Fu Ziya grabbed his arm, her eyes wide with anger.

Although she was willful, she didn't dare to provoke Fu Zichen.

After all, Fu Zichen's status has long been far more than her status in the Fu family, not so much that he is the brightest of the stars, but that he is the full moon, and everyone is the stars holding the moon to him.

Deliberately ignoring her words, Fu Zichen moved her gaze to Tang Luoran, she was still a little shocked.

"Mom and Dad have been waiting for us for a long time, let's go." He looked at Tang Luoran and said, but he grabbed Fu Ziya's hand and forcibly pulled her away, Fu Ziya reluctantly moved her steps, and didn't forget to turn her head and grimace at her when she left.

She was left alone trembling with nervousness.

Inexplicably relieved, Tang Luoran finally couldn't hold it anymore, squatted down to catch her breath, she folded her hands on her knees, buried her face in her legs, and her thin shoulders were still trembling.

She should have known that he would not be able to favor her, and she should not have had much hope.

She should be honored to be able to speak for her.

But when he took Fu Ziya instead of her, her heart still tingled.

Breathing heavily, it was not until she calmed down that Tang Luoran stood up again and walked out of the bathroom quickly, her thin back in the mirror was exquisitely beautiful, but with an unexpected loss.

Back in the dining room, she sat down when she clearly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Fu Ziya on the other side was still frowning at her, although she was extremely angry, she was still clearly proud in her eyes.

An ominous premonition surged in his heart, and Tang Luoran held his breath.

Immediately afterwards, Fu's mother really spoke up, and asked her in a scathing tone, "I heard that you just bullied Ziya?" ”

"We are half a pound and eight taels, how can we talk about it?" She didn't shy away from it, and after a pause in her hand on the goblet, she calmly raised the goblet and poured the rich red wine into her red lips.

The atmosphere was tense, and the air was filled with gossip, mostly discussing how Tang Luoran was unreasonable.

But she herself acted like no one.

"Don't pretend to be confused, just because Ziya said that you haven't done anything in the past five years, you are so angry that you hit her, do you think you are justified in doing this? She's right. Fu's mother is still chasing after her.

It's annoying.

The willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, Tang Luoran closed her eyes, and the sweet fragrance bloomed in her taste buds.

Drinking all the red wine in the cup, Tang Luoran simply stood up, she hooked her red lips, showed a soft and dignified smile, and raised her hand to wipe the residual red wine at the corner of her mouth, her movements were charming and moving.

She endured it for five years, and now she's tired.

Just let her gorgeously withdraw from this war.

Lowered her head and picked up Fu Zichen's cup, even though she was already a little unsteady, Tang Luoran still stood straight, she smiled again, and lightly opened her red lips, "Thank you elders for your tolerance of me today, if you do anything wrong, I apologize, I did not do well." ”

"And now, in order not to disturb the mood of your meal, I decided to leave the venue first, I'm sorry." Making a generous statement, Tang Luoran bowed his head, brought the goblet in his hand to his lips, and drank the red wine.

The air was filled with a sweet fragrance, as if her whole person exuded a charming fragrance, which made people unable to take their eyes off it.

Putting down the wine glass, the rim of the glass was already stained with lipstick, Tang Luoran looked at Fu Zichen with a guilty face.

Without saying a word, she turned around and left the table, and specially instructed the maid who came up to pull out the chair, "Xiao Zhang, remember to change Zichen's cup, he doesn't like others to touch his things." ”

Even she had to admit that she was someone else in his life.

Tang Luoran left the restaurant as if fleeing, but she didn't expect that there would be footsteps behind her, she thought that it was Fu Ziya who came up to make trouble, and turned her head coldly, who knew that it would be Fu Zichen.

He remained uncommittal and noncommittal about her actions.

Grab her by the wrist and let him lead her out of the villa.

For a moment, she had the illusion that he was in love with her.

For Fu Zichen, she finally stopped having illusions.

As soon as she walked out of the villa and stopped in front of the marble steps, Fu Zichen immediately let go of her hand, Tang Luoran suddenly felt that her hand was light, and there was nothing else except a little loss.

She knew he wouldn't be able to protect her all the time.

It was just a flash in the pan, so she didn't have to look forward to it.

Die!

"I'll go first." Without giving him a chance to order her, Tang Luoran put down his farewell words, and immediately stepped down the steps quickly, the cold wind blowing her skirt, revealing her white and slender legs.

She shivered with cold.

Only then did she remember to forget her black jacket in the car, but now that she wants to turn around and beg Fu Zichen to let her go back to the car to get the jacket, she would rather blow the cold wind all the way.

The thin sleeves were poured into the cold wind, and the sleeves were bulging, and she couldn't help but clench her arms.

Walking briskly out of the yard, skirting the black stretch Bentley, she turned into the deserted avenue and walked in the direction she had been coming.

Now I can only pray that I can meet a passing taxi here, otherwise if she goes on like this, it is estimated that she will not be able to get out of the rich area for an hour.

From beginning to end, she never had hope, Fu Zichen would feel sorry for her.

How good it is now, little by little to destroy her hopes.

Her fingertips were already frozen and unconscious, so Tang Luoran simply untied the hairband, letting the long hair of the shawl fall down, covering her shoulders and blocking the wind for her.

After walking for a long time, she didn't encounter a taxi, but she encountered many pedestrians stopping for her.

She didn't know how charming she was walking in the cold wind at the moment, because the hair raised by the cold wind and the inky skirt dyed her with a hint of chic, she still walked forward.

……

"Da-da-" A steady footstep suddenly sounded behind him, although he was in a hurry, he was moving forward steadily, so that Tang Luoran had to be vigilant.