193: Chapter 156: The Woman Kept Outside_3 193: Chapter 156: The Woman Kept Outside_3 But after listening, Fu Tingzhou only gave a cold and mocking smile.

He got into the car, and Xu Ze thought he wanted to go back to Qingfeng Garden, but the man’s instruction was, “Don’t mention her name in front of me again, go to a nearby bar.”

Xu Ze was startled but complied.

He didn’t understand why Mr.

Fu’s relationship with Miss Tang Xi had become even worse.

Fu Tingzhou drank a lot, Xu Ze stayed by his side, clearly sensing that his mood had been off ever since they left Qin Jianlan’s hospital room.

First, he fired Auntie Rong, and now he came here to drink.

Bottles of alcohol lay scattered on the table.

Fu Tingzhou raised his hand to rub his brow.

Having seen the letter, he should have gone to find Tang Xi to confront and punish her, but…

Fu Tingzhou just came here to drown his sorrows in drink.

He did not want to see that woman’s disdainful and indifferent gaze, did not want to hear her rejection of himself, and even less did he want to see her express her love for Xu Yiran!

For the always detached and emotionally restrained Fu Tingzhou, this was undoubtedly a trampling on his dignity.

Fu Tingzhou had lived for 30 years and had never fallen for a woman; the only time he did, it was given to Tang Xi.

“Young Master Fu.” In the bar with blasting heavy metal music, a woman’s weak voice emerged, laced with a hint of joy and thrill.

Fu Tingzhou was drunk, his vision blurry; he narrowed his dark eyes slightly to look at the newcomer.

Xu Ze stood in front of the woman.

She glanced at Xu Ze and then at Fu Tingzhou, “Mr.

Fu, I am Qianqian, Xiao Qian.

You saved me before, have you forgotten?” Qianqian lowered her gaze, “You must have forgotten, after all, a person as outstanding as you…

how could you remember such a trivial matter.”

At the edge of Fu Tingzhou’s ear, hearing the syllable ‘Qian’ made his eyes and brows tremble slightly.

He had no impression of this woman.

But he remembered that name.

Xu Ze on the side also realized who this Qianqian was.

She was nothing more than a woman sent to Nanshan Tang by several rich young masters; Mr.

Fu helped her because her name phonetically resembled Tang Xi’s and paid to get her out, nothing more than that.

It seemed her name was something like…

Qian, just sharing a phonetic similarity with the character Xi.

Qianqian bit her lip, looking at Fu Tingzhou’s handsome face.

Ever since Mr.

Fu had rescued her from that despicable young master Zhao Yuanqi, she had been grateful and smitten.

Such a noble and distinguished man, even a glance from him…

and her life would not be in vain.

But she was of humble status, not worthy of such a man.

Yet she foolishly cherished the dream.

Finally, she saw him again tonight.

Qianqian gathered her courage and came over, her voice weak and trembling, “Young Master Fu the Third…

you’ve drunk too much, drinking too much alcohol is bad for the stomach, let Qianqian keep you company for a chat instead.”

The air was thick with the scent of perfume, which Fu Tingzhou did not like.

Even less did he like the approach of women, but hearing her name, the man froze for a moment.

The man’s voice, husky and sexy from the alcohol, “What’s the name.”

The woman’s face flushed, “I…

my name is Tang Qianqian, Mr.

Fu can also call me Xiao Qian, or Qianqian is also fine.”

Xu Ze slightly arched his eyebrows.

This name, also phonetically resembled Miss Tang Xi’s.

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Tang Xi hadn’t seen Fu Tingzhou for three weeks.

Not that she deliberately remembered; she would rather erase that person from her memory.

But because of Nie Xiaoyun, the name often echoed in her ears.

As Tang Xi got to know Nie Xiaoyun better, despite her seemingly competent and cool appearance, with short hair that reached her ears exuding an androgynous beauty, she was actually…

quite a chatterbox.

It was entirely unrelated to her job as a female bodyguard.

Instead, she gossiped every day, was noisy, and very kind-hearted…

like a professional community aunt mediating relationships, every day persuading Tang Xi to lower her head, to coax Fu Tingzhou, saying it would be better for her own life, and perhaps soon she would no longer be restricted in her freedom.

Nie Xiaoyun was truly worried about her.

But she was really kind to Tang Xi, ensuring that food, clothing, shelter, and transportation were well taken care of.

Living alone here made Tang Xi feels suffocated, reading every day; with Nie Xiaoyun around, it was as if there was more life’s breath nearby, and sometimes she would even make her laugh.

She even brought her some books on relationships.

“Miss Tang, you should show some initiative, aren’t you anxious at all?

Who acts as a mistress like this…”

Tang Xi sat on the balcony lounger, pressed down slightly, and the chair rocked; she also lay back comfortably and closed her eyes to the sun.