After dealing with all of the above, Fu Hange finally replied to his WeChat message: "Just finished eating, I'm waiting for you at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant!"

He looked at the string of words on the computer screen, smiled slightly, then got up, picked up his coat, and left the office building.

The car drove straight to the hot pot restaurant, and as expected, Fu Hange was standing in front of the restaurant waiting for him.

He got out of the car, draped his coat over her, and asked, "Where's Xie Qixi?"

Fu Hange's face was flushed from eating, and she said to him with a grin, "She said she was sleepy and called a car to go back first. She originally wanted to come with me, but I told her I would wait for you to pick me up."

She said this with a big smile on her face, clearly showing the silly side of someone in love.

"Now you know how good your husband is, right?"

I should have stayed away from that brat Wang Yuanyang. He's waited all these years for nothing.

Thinking about this, Tang Yehua felt an intense loathing for Wang Zaizi.

Fu Hange knew he was unhappy, so she quickly said in a coquettish tone, "You didn't just find out now, you've known for a long, long time, okay?"

He led Fu Hange into the car, and only then did he manage a weak smile.

That's more like it.

"Don't shoulder everything by yourself. I know you're very capable, but let me share some of the burden with you."

Hmm, this kind of sentimentalism isn't Tang Yehuai's style.

Fu Hange nodded slightly and got into his thieving car.

All the way, she kept talking to him about the loving moments she had shared with Xie Qixi: "You know what? She actually said she had been watching my shows for a long time! I thought she didn't know me before."

Tang Yehua readily agreed, asking, "Then why would she tell you all this?"

"We get along well. Before, I was famous and she hadn't debuted yet. Later, she became famous while I fell out of favor. Don't you think that's a huge ups and downs?"

Tang Yehua laughed: "That's how the entertainment industry is. It's all about praising the powerful and stepping on the weak. One second you might be at the peak, and the next you could be smashed to pieces."

Yes, Fu Hange knows this too.

He continued, "But with me by your side, you'll always be at the top."

His eyes were unusually firm as he said this.

Fu Hange was touched, but still playfully asked him, "But being too high can easily make you a public enemy. I have no other goal, just to work hard, make good films, and then clear my name."

When it comes to how much she loves this industry, Fu Hange wouldn't dare to boast.

From the moment she decided to enter this industry, she devoted herself wholeheartedly to her career.

Not for anything else, but for the sake of fame and money.

But since that incident five years ago, she has gradually become less ambitious.

It must be said that everything has its meaning after it has happened, it's just that we haven't discovered it or understood it.

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"I'm home."

Unbeknownst to him, Tang Yehuai had already driven his car to the front of his house.

Fu Hange got out of the car in a daze, then opened the door and went inside.

Tang Yehuai followed closely behind, took off his coat, and then put down his car keys.

Suddenly, he very rationally asked her, "Do you know someone named Sun Jinxiang?"

who?

Fu Hange looked completely bewildered again: "I don't know her. Who is she?"

Tang Yehua nodded, just as he had expected: "She's a signed artist with Xinggui, but I haven't seen her much before. Now she's in some trouble."

"Is it about what happened today?"

She had a vague feeling that something was wrong when Tang Yehuai left, and sure enough, it was.

He said, "There is something I need to do, but I have an idea."