Mistress?
Girlfriend?
The relationship between Tang Xi and Fu Tingzhou had already hit rock bottom, and she harbored no further illusions about him. She couldn't even imagine what her future would look like, confined in Qingfeng Garden, with no future except taking one step at a time.
She was locked up at home all day, what could possibly happen.
Every day was a repeat of the boring life of yesterday.
Then, there was silence between the two of them.
A very long silence.
After dinner, Tang Xi followed Fu Tingzhou's footsteps to the underground garage. She had arrived with Nie Xiaoyun, but she left sitting in Fu Tingzhou's car.
As soon as she got into the car, she smelled that familiar scent of ebony mixed with a faint smell of tobacco that she now found repellant.
She frowned.
It seemed as if she was forcing herself to accept this odor.
