Monk Lu Fanzhang was confused and he turned off the engine and got out of the car, then walked in.
The window in the living room was bright and clear. Lu Fan did not find Tang Huanxi. However, there was a sudden "bang" sound from upstairs. Lu Fan hurriedly ran to the second floor and saw that Tang Huanxi's bedroom door was open and she was sitting on a wicker chair on the balcony of the bedroom.
, his eyes were always on the clump of blooming jasmine in the garden downstairs.
Lu Fan walked over quietly, fearing to disturb Tang Huanxi's trance.
Then he sat on the wicker chair opposite her. As soon as his buttocks settled down, Tang Huanxi suddenly sighed softly, turned his head and looked at Lu Fan.
"What's wrong? Are you worried?" Lu Fan asked.
"You already know Fu Zikun, right?" Tang Huanxi asked.
Lu Fan was stunned. Tang Huanxi had mentioned this person on the phone this morning, and now he mentioned it again. It was obvious that this person held a lot of weight in her heart.
"I know." Lu Fan nodded and admitted, "The eldest son of the Fu family, the actual controller of Binhai Commerce, a frequent visitor in wealthy circles, one of the four young men, and a man of great influence in Southern Province."
These are just the Fu Zikun that Lu Fan heard about, and they are also the Fu Zikun in the eyes of the world. He has thousands of auras, but in his heart, he has different definitions.
"Back then, he pursued me and asked the old man of the Fu family to come to propose marriage. The old lady personally agreed to the marriage, but later because of your appearance, my grandfather went to the Fu family to regret the marriage in person and betrothed me to you. For this reason, the Fu family
For a long time, various means have been used to suppress the Tang family. The Tang family has fallen into decline so quickly, and it is inseparable from this matter."
Tang Huanxi took a deep breath and frankly explained this unknown past.
Back then, after the old man of the Fu family came to propose marriage and got the old lady's consent, many people in Nandu regarded her as Fu Zikun's fiancée. The two met several times and were about to set a wedding date.
"The old man is more discerning." Lu Fan nodded and said.
"You don't mind?" Tang Huanxi asked with a frown.
"What do you mind?" Lu Fan asked curiously.
"I was promised to someone else..." Tang Huanxi's beautiful eyes were gloomy, but he hesitated to speak.
"You also said that it was promised, not your initiative. Why should I mind? What's more, this incident happened before you and I knew each other. Even now, aren't our mother and the old lady still thinking about forcing you to divorce me?
If you even cared about marrying into a wealthy family, I would have been pissed to death in the past three years." Lu Fan said with a smile.
"But what if I was tempted at that time?" Tang Huanxi suddenly asked.
Lu Fan's intertwined fingers that casually drooped suddenly tightened, but then he loosened them and asked, "Are you tempted?"
"I don't know." Tang Huanxi shook her head with beautiful eyes, "For the Tang family, letting me marry into the Fu family is the best result. The Fu family is the family closest to the top wealthy families in Southern Province, and Fu Zikun is from Nandu.
The most famous young man from a wealthy family, he was capable, had a good reputation in the outside world, and was very attentive to me. He often drove to my door early in the morning to take me to work. At that time, I thought that this might be the best thing in my life.
Homecoming..."
Then, there was a long period of silence.
Tang Huanxi's face was sad and confused, as if his soul had entered another dimension and returned to distant, beautiful or painful memories.
Lu Fan felt that Tang Huanxi at this time was real. The Tang Huanxi who treated people coldly and liked to frown when talking to people was just a facade.
Because of illness, he was forced to wear a mask that could not be taken off.
Although Tang Huanxi's words will hurt some of his self-esteem, this is the first time that Tang Huanxi has honestly opened up her heart to herself after three years of marriage. This does not mean that she is still living in the past. On the contrary, this is what she has left behind.
The beginning of the past is difficult and a struggle.
"What happened next? I shouldn't have come to Nandu at that time, right?" Lu Fan asked in a low voice. At this time, he had already regarded himself as a doctor and Tang Huanxi as a patient. He wanted to take the initiative to lead the conversation.
"No." Tang Huanxi shook his head, took a deep breath and said, "I was too naive. Later, a friend of mine, um, a friend who is relatively close to a wealthy family, accidentally showed me a video. The video was shot
The location was in a private room of a club. In the private room, a dozen men and women gathered together, doing, doing...doing that kind of thing. Although the video was very dim, I could still see Fu Zikun's face..."
