Tang Yehuai stopped eating the fruit and instead sat on the stool at the foot of the bed, turning to look at her sideways: "I'm afraid you'll cry if I refuse you."
She's very generous, okay?
Fu Hange was unconvinced and retorted, "When did you see me cry?"
Tang Yehua thought about it carefully, and sure enough, there really was one.
He had seen it many times, but Fu Hange was stubborn and had never shed a tear in front of him. No matter how sad she was, she would hold back.
He just didn't want to expose it, and today is no exception.
He skillfully changed the subject, saying, "Right now, the most popular actress in the entertainment industry is Xu Shiwan. Her agent has access to the best scripts in the country. I plan to make you the next one. Are you confident?"
Fu Hange was shocked, never expecting that Tang Yehuai would "value" her so much. Excited yet dignified, she feigned ignorance and asked, "Are you sure? Me? A washed-up actress?"
Although this was the outcome she secretly hoped for, she still had to try to hide it.
No, none of that matters. What matters is that she secretly vowed to get revenge on Wang Zaizi, so throw all the good resources at her!
He changed the subject again at some point: "Do you know why we got married?"
Fu Hange immediately shook her head upon hearing this.
"You marry me because you want to become famous, and I marry you to make money. It's a very simple and harmonious relationship."
Now, Xu Shiwan is becoming increasingly arrogant and boastful, taking advantage of her popularity to play the victim and slander the company. However, Xinggui is unwilling to let go of this cash cow, so in order to replace her, they need to find the next Xu Shiwan.
A money tree can't be cut off, Fu Hange understands that.
Once both parties have achieved their goals, Tang Yehuai might want to file for divorce.
Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Tang Yehua smiled.
It felt like I had fooled an innocent young girl.
Tang Yehua glanced at the door: "Go to sleep early, there's a notice tomorrow morning."
It's impressive that he remembered.
Fu Hange nodded obediently, then disappeared from Tang Yehuai's room.
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The next day, Fu Hange packed four months' worth of clothes early in the morning and arranged to meet Jiang Luo at the airport to prepare for filming her new drama.
When she came downstairs, Tang Yehuai was sitting in the living room eating.
"Want some?" Tang Yehuai asked.
"OK."
Fu Hange didn't stand on ceremony. She put her suitcase aside and went over to sit down with him for breakfast.
Tang Yehuai likes to eat very simple breakfasts: a few slices of sandwich and a glass of milk.
Tang Yehua poured her a glass of milk and placed it in front of her, instructing her, "I will send bodyguards with you. This time you are working with big shots, so be careful what you say and don't be reckless. Call me if anything happens."
Fu Hange laughed, teasingly saying, "So concerned about me?"
Perhaps Tang Yehua still likes her, but only a little.
He took a sip of milk: "To be frank, yes."
He knew Fu Hange too well; she could always guess what he was thinking. It was just that he felt he understood her less and less these past few years.
While eating breakfast, she mumbled, "Don't worry, I'll definitely call you if anything happens. It's just that bringing bodyguards is too conspicuous. I was once completely vilified online, and people thought I was being arrogant."
Tang Yehuai remained silent for a while. He had meant well for her, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that Fu Hange made a good point.
The media is too good at writing. Don't end up losing more than you gain, not only failing to become famous but also getting criticized like a dog.
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