After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me-Chapter 480 - 330:

"Without Fu Tingzhou, we could never be together! Cheng Yunlang, can you wake up a little? I don’t like you, and you’ve already married Qiao Jing. You two are well-suited for each other. Why are you still clinging to the past?"

"I don’t believe it! You do like me, you have feelings for me. Tang Xi, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you in these four years..." Cheng Yunlang has lost his usual composed demeanor at this moment; his eyes are slightly reddened, showing an obsessive emotion towards the woman in front of him.

Tang Xi was startled for a moment.

In her memory, she had almost never seen Cheng Yunlang like this.

In her memory, Cheng Yunlang was a gentle senior, a colleague with an elegant demeanor and an excellent reputation.

But she had never seen him like this before.

Tang Xi’s emotions were complex, and she couldn’t help but sigh, "Doctor Cheng, Young Master Cheng, this is the Fu Mansion. Your wife should be just outside."

Cheng Yunlang was taken aback for a moment and somewhat regained his composure.

At that time, Tang Xi’s phone rang, and when she picked it up, it was from Fu Tingzhou.

Of course, Cheng Yunlang also saw that it was from Fu Tingzhou.

His expression changed.

"You still like Big Brother. Even though you two are divorced, you still like him, even though he once planned to engage with Su Mengshu, even though he likes someone else, and his heart isn’t with you, you still like him so much."

Tang Xi did not respond to him and walked out of the tea room.

The moment she closed the door, she didn’t see the resentful and unwilling emotion that slowly emerged in Cheng Yunlang’s eyes.

In an instant, it grew ominous.

That was a side of him nobody had ever seen before.

A black seed had long germinated in his heart, now beginning to grow rapidly.

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"Hello, why did you call me?"

"Come to Building 3." The other end spoke only these words.

Actually, there was a tourist cart in the villa complex.

It was very convenient for some socialites wearing high heels to ride on.

But Building 3 wasn’t far, and Tang Xi jogged over.

There was cigarette ash on the ground; Fu Tingzhou had already smoked two cigarettes here.

Tang Xi walked up briskly, and she looked at the Western-style building in front of her, knowing that this was where Fu Tingzhou lived.

But Fu Tingzhou rarely stayed here.

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He flicked his cigarette ash, took one last drag, and then stubbed out the butt, "Have you been here before?"

"Once."

"Come with me to take a look." Saying that, Fu Tingzhou walked in.

Tang Xi followed him, thinking to herself why both brothers liked to visit their own residences upon returning to the Fu Mansion, wondering if this was some kind of habit. Moreover, neither of these two villas seemed to be their main residences as there was no sign of habitation.

Walking in, there was a scent of sandalwood.

In that instant, Tang Xi felt that this place was completely different from the musty smell at Fu Yunye’s residence, despite also being unoccupied. Here, there was a faint scent of sandalwood in the air.

This place was likely cleaned daily by the servants, who would light incense afterward.

The interior decoration here was similar to the style of Fu Tingzhou’s other residences, with the cold color tones that men preferred.

Tang Xi followed Fu Tingzhou step by step as they ascended the stairs to the second-floor balcony.

Spider plants and other greenery climbed across the terrace’s wire frame, tended to by servants every day.

And only spider plants and some white flowers were there; he didn’t seem to like flowering plants much, so the flowers here were not as profuse as in other places.

Fu Tingzhou stood there looking at the main building in the distance. From this angle, one could clearly see the structure of the main building, the servants coming and going, and a complete garden. Building 3 had a prime location in the Fu Mansion, situated right at the heart of it.

"As a child, I very much longed to live here. Life here was prosperous and luxurious. Even the environment for a servant living here was better than for my mother and me outside. From when I was young, my mother and I lived in a tumultuous way, in a civilian house close to the railway. Those who rented here were laborers and people from small places looking to make a living, all because the rent was cheap. But here, trains would blast their horns every night; it was almost impossible to sleep. One time, my mother fell ill, and after paying off high-interest loans, there wasn’t much money left at home, and even having meals became a problem."

Fu Tingzhou leaned on the railing with both hands.

He talked about the past, about his mother.

And reminisced about the bygone days of his childhood.