C4 Fourth Chapter

As soon as she left the bedroom, Tang Luoran had already pressed the answer button. However, she was not in a hurry to answer the phone. It was only when she was almost at the staircase that she put the phone close to her ear.

The coquettish female voice on the phone was impatiently transmitted over. . .

"Zichen! Why did you only answer the phone now? Are you not coming to accompany me tonight? I've been waiting for you until now. . . "

On the other side of the microphone, a woman's voice sounded very anxious. Tang Luoran seemed to be able to imagine that Yin Zi's beautiful oval face must be distorted and her eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

She pursed her lips and did not speak. Her cold eyes fell to an unknown place.

Yin Zi also knew that Fu Zichen was a man of few words so she did not pay too much attention to the silence in the microphone. Her voice gently added, "And today I can feel the fetus moving. Ah, Zichen. . . Don't you want to come over and touch it?"

With a trace of expectation mixed in, the woman in the microphone asked softly. Her slender fingers slowly touched her protruding belly, and her facial features were slightly gentle.

Hearing this, Tang Luoran's body seemed to be nailed, so cold that she did not feel anything.

"Zichen, are you listening to me? I. . . "

"Miss Yin. " This time, without waiting for Yin Zi to finish her words, Tang Luoran had already interrupted her with a dull tone," Sorry, it is me. "

After briefly recounting her identity, Tang Luoran did not speak anymore and the stiff words' Miss Yin 'were like a bolt out of the blue to Yin Zi.

A short silence.

"Tang Luoran? Why is it you who answered the call?!" The high-pitched female voice was in disbelief!

Tang Luoran let out a soft sigh. After a long while, she whispered into the microphone," He is my husband. Why would his phone appear here? Is it strange? Yin. . . Miss?"

Even though Tang Luoran knew that her marriage with Fu Zichen already existed in name, she did not want to lose to him easily in terms of imposing manner.

Pretending to bite down on the last few words, Tang Luoran's careless attitude was enough to make Yin Zi break down on the other end of the microphone.

"Tang Luoran, why do you always have such a dead look, looking down on everyone and being arrogant of everything! Don't forget, you are the one who has let me down! If it wasn't for you, Zichen and I would never have separated! "

"If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have liked you back then. Do you need me to help you rethink what happened back then?"

Tang Luoran's exquisite facial features were indifferent to the point that there was almost no emotion. Her eyes were even colder. She lightly said, "The one who saved him was me, and the one who bandaged him was also me. I only asked you to take care of him. . . "

"Enough, enough!" Yin Zi could not continue listening and loudly stopped Tang Luoran from saying the rest of the words.

Since young, Tang Luoran was a good student in the eyes of the teachers. She was better and better than her.

God knew how envious she was of Tang Luoran.

That was why the injured youth asked her to save him. Whether it was her or not, she nodded her head and left her name behind.

That was all!

"Tell me where Zichen is. I'm going to find him!" Yin Zi panicked.

"No comment. "

"Tang Luoran!"

. . .

After hanging up the phone, Tang Luoran slowly turned around. Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

Outsiders all said that Yin Zi was Fu Zichen's first love and that they were a match made in heaven. Who would know that she, Tang Luoran, had known him before Yin Zi?

Closing her phone, Tang Luoran walked to the bedroom door and raised her hand to turn the handle.

Her movements were very light and she deliberately did not disturb the man sleeping in the room. However, just as the bedroom door opened, a strong pressure hit her face. The cold air invaded her body and a warm and powerful palm had already returned to her waist and pressed her back against the wall.

Tang Luoran was caught off guard and felt a burning pain on her back. She wanted to move but in the next second, a strong and heavy body pressed down on her.

The boiling temperature emitted from Fu Zichen's body made Tang Luoran's brain instantly sober up.

The fever had not completely subsided, why did he wake up so arbitrarily?

Could it be that Fu Zichen was standing here, listening to the conversation between Yin Zi and her just now?

Thinking of this, Tang Luoran's entire heart was lifted.

"You are awake? Go to the bed and lie down first. . . " Tang Luoran was at a loss and did not dare to look at the man in front of her who was wearing a bathrobe and revealing his wheat chest.

She subconsciously raised her hand to push him, but Fu Zichen raised his hand to pinch his chin and forced her to raise her face. His voice was incomparably cold as he questioned, "Explain to me what you just said!"

Fu Zichen remembered that when he woke up, he was completely naked under the blanket, and his forehead fiercely wrinkled.

He got off the bed and casually found a bathrobe to put on. When he walked to the door, he heard Tang Luoran's intermittent voice.

Almost instinctively, Fu Zichen stood by the door and listened to the entire conversation. But every time he heard a sentence, his thoughts became more and more absent-minded, and the aura emitted from his body became even colder.

"Do you need me to help you rethink what happened back then? The person who saved him was me, and the person who bandaged him was also me. I only asked you to take care of him. . . "

What does that mean?

Fu Zichen was very clear that ten years ago, he was being hunted by the enemies of the Fu family. It was Yin Zi who saved his life in time.

But what Tang Luoran said made him doubt her words.