The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 20
His biggest mistake was that he loved such a flirtatious woman like her?

Tang Xinyan looked at Fu Sichen who slammed the door away, her manicured nails were deeply embedded in her palms.

Her slender body leaned weakly against the cabinet, and her vision became blurred.

He never asked her why she entered the entertainment industry?Back then, the Tang Corporation owed a huge debt. Although Grandpa Fu came forward and was willing to help her, she didn't want to owe the Fu family too much. At that time, a scout found her. In order to pay off the debt and pay for her mother's medical expenses, her immature shoulders had to bear everything.

In the entertainment industry, there are indeed many temptations, threats, and even framed.

But she sticks to her principles and bottom line, and with the support of the Fu family, she has never done anything wrong to him.

But he didn't believe her—

He also felt that she was having an affair with Fu Yao.

She will definitely find out what happened on the night of receiving the certificate. She not only wants a divorce, but also clears herself up.

The sixth sense told her that Fu Sichen believed that she had slept with Fu Yao, so she might have something to do with Tang Yurou.

Tang Xinyan took a shower in the bathroom, changed into clean clothes, and took a taxi to the nursing home.

The mother was sitting in a wheelchair, talking to herself, crying and laughing, and her mental state was extremely bad.

"Second miss."

Aunt Chun, who was taking care of her mother in the nursing home, came over. She held Tang Xinyan's hand and said with a frown, "The dean said that Dr. Jens will come to Ancheng next month. If we can get in touch with him, Madam's head can be repaired." Surgery, maybe it can return to normal, but I heard that the operation fee is quite high..."

My mother had a tumor in her brain, which has already compressed her nerves. If she didn't have surgery, she might only have one year to live.

Tang Xinyan has been out of the entertainment industry for half a year. Most of the money she earned before was used to pay off her debts, and part of it went to see her mother's doctor. She can only spend [-] to [-] yuan at most.

On the day of receiving the certificate, her father-in-law gave her a bank card, and she kept it locked in the safe without touching a penny in it.

It's not that I don't want to use it, but that I can't use it.

The Fu family helped repay two-thirds of the debt Tang owed back then. She owed the Fu family enough.

"Aunt Chun, I will find a way to pay for my mother's surgery fee."

……

On the way back to Shanhu Garden, Tang Xinyan received a call from Sister Ji.

"Xinyan, Director Hou is about to start filming a legendary film of the era. I think you are very suitable to play the heroine. Are you interested in auditioning? If you are selected, you can also take the opportunity to come back."

"Sister Ji, who knows me, I'm just looking for you to talk about coming back!" Although her marriage and love are gone, she can't be depressed, she still has relatives, friends, and career.

three days later.

Tang Xinyan received the audition address from Sister Ji, and she drove to Huanhai Hotel.

Coming to this place again, Tang Xinyan's mood was heavy and complicated.

Here she lost herself for the first time, with a middle-aged man.

Thinking of Fu Sichen's calculations against her, her hatred for him deepened.

After parking the car, Tang Xinyan was about to walk towards the hall when a luxurious black car attracted her attention.

If she remembers correctly, this Bentley belongs to the man who took advantage of her that night at Yi Mansion——

The hotel manager and several senior executives came to greet them in person.

The car door opened, and the first thing that caught Tang Xinyan's eyes was a pair of black and shiny leather shoes, followed by men's tailored trousers without a trace of wrinkle. The two long legs were like models, slender and straight. Tang Xinyan's gaze slowly moved Moving to the man's crisp white shirt, he didn't wear a tie, and the front two necklines were open, revealing the sexy collarbone and strong and firm muscle texture.

Beautiful, dignified, elegant and clean.

Typical nobleman.

Regardless of appearance or temperament, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

(End of this chapter)