Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 463 The Visitor
Tang Xu didn't know if her decision was right or wrong. Now that things had developed to this point, all she could do was wait.

She settled down in her new place.

Before she returned, Yan Shiyu had clearly lived here for some time, yet she left almost no trace.

So Tang Xu began to tidy up little by little, gradually filling the house with traces of life and spreading her own scent to every corner.

After Duan Siwei left in a rage, Gao Yan was the first to come knocking on his door.

When he arrived, Tang Xu was arranging the newly delivered flowers.

Since Tang Xu revealed her weakness and finally reverted to her original form, this was the first time the two had met.

At this moment, the old Gao Yan would have been very excited, but now, he only looked at Tang Xu with a face full of exhaustion and apology.

"I'm sorry, Miss Tang, I've lost Mr. Yan again."

Tang Xu's shoulder injury was still painful, and upon hearing this, his hand movements paused slightly. He then changed his posture and softly said, "You did nothing wrong."

“I did!” Gao Yan was extremely annoyed. “I was following him the whole time, but after he came downstairs from here, he suddenly got into another car—he was so badly injured, with a broken left arm, he shouldn’t have been able to drive, but I just watched him drive that car out of the parking lot, and I didn’t even follow him—I’m so useless!”

Tang Xu felt a sharp pain in her wound and involuntarily put down the scissors in her hand.

When the two of them were sharing a room, she didn't look at him. She knew he must be injured, but she didn't expect him to be so badly injured.

But at this moment, these physical injuries are probably nothing to him.

However, when Tang Xu heard this, she still couldn't help but think—

If only she had glanced at him then, if only she had noticed his injury, if only she had asked if he was in pain...

Even though she knew perfectly well that doing these things in that situation wouldn't get her any positive response, she still felt regret at that moment.

I regret it.

"Miss Tang..." Seeing Tang Xu lost in thought, Gao Yan called out softly, then cautiously inquired, "What were you talking about? Even you couldn't persuade him?"

Tang Xu regained her composure, picked up the scissors again, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes... but I don't feel useless. Speaking of which, you know him better than I do. Once he's made up his mind, can anyone else change it?"

“But… I have absolutely no idea where he went after he left, and Mr. Duan can't find out either.” Gao Yan paused before continuing, “I don't mean to say anything unlucky, but I'm really worried… He's never been like this before, never… I feel like this time is very different from before, completely different—”

"Gao Yan." Before he could finish speaking, Tang Xu suddenly interrupted him and said, "I can't use my hands. Can you help me arrange these flowers and put them in the vase?"

"Miss Tang?" Gao Yan seemed puzzled as to why Tang Xu was still in the mood for flower arranging at a time like this. "Aren't you worried at all? Where did Mr. Yan go? What might he be doing—"

"I'm worried, I'm very worried." Tang Xu put down what she was holding and made room for him before slowly saying, "But there's nothing else I can do. Gao Yan, the only thing I can do right now is to do these things."

The next day, Tangxu welcomed another guest—Fu Jiali.

Fu Jiali originally wanted to meet her outside, but Tang Xu was unwilling to leave the house, so she gave Fu Jiali her address and asked him to come up to her.

The moment he opened the door and saw her, Fu Jiali's gaze lingered on her face for a long time, as if trying to confirm whether she really hadn't lost her memory.

After receiving the answer, Fu Jiali simply sighed softly and said, "You two are really..."

Tang Xu's shoulder hurt even more. When she looked in the mirror in the morning, she saw a large bruise. She didn't have the energy to stand at the door and talk to him, so she turned around and went into the house.

Fu Jiali then stepped in and said, "You wouldn't be angry with me for helping him find Hua Fanxing, would you? In this matter, I only played the role of finding the person. How to use this person and what the outcome would be were all his own decisions."

"I know." Tang Xu sat down on the sofa before answering his question. "I don't blame him, and naturally I have no reason to blame you, Mr. Fu."

"You don't blame him?" Upon hearing this, Fu Jiali seemed somewhat surprised, yet it made perfect sense. He nodded slowly before saying, "Miss Tang is indeed different. Since you don't blame him, could you tell me how I can contact him? I have some very important matters to discuss with him." Tang Xu turned to look at him, and after a moment, she smiled softly.

At the beginning of her relationship with Yan Shiyu, Fu Jiali showed his absolutely cunning nature, repeatedly stirring things up overtly and covertly, while pretending that he knew nothing.

At that time, Tang Xu was actually somewhat wary of him.

He just never expected that he would actually become friends with Yan Shiyu.

If Duan Siwei was Yan Shiyu's secret friend, helping him handle many confidential matters, then Fu Jiali was Yan Shiyu's public friend, providing him with assistance both publicly and privately.

The two are undoubtedly true friends.

Tang Xu had nothing to hide from his true friends.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I don't know either."

……

On the third day, Tang Xu welcomed Yan Fengqi.

Yan Fengqi was always carefree and unrestrained. After entering the house, he looked around and thought, "What a cozy little home... No wonder he always stays at home and doesn't go out."

Thanks to Fu Jiali's visit yesterday, Tang Xu learned that Yan Fengqi and Yan Shiyu had reached a consensus in some sense and were no longer in a tense relationship like before. Therefore, Tang Xu did not show any resistance to his visit, but simply kept a proper distance—she sat at the dining table while Yan Fengqi sat on the sofa.

Yan Fengqi didn't react to this, he just laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, you can't do anything to me now, I won't kidnap you."

Tang Xu said, "Perhaps I'd even like you to kidnap me."

"I don't do things that don't benefit me." Yan Fengqi leaned back on the sofa and lazily crossed his legs.

Tang Xu asked, "Are you also here to find him?"

"No." Yan Fengqi turned his head to look at her, a wicked smile on his face. "I'm here to confirm if he really won't be coming back. After all, those few people he's planted in the Yan family are practically driving the old man crazy, and the Yan Corporation is already riddled with problems and on the verge of collapse... He's already done almost everything he needed to do, so there's really no point in him coming back, right? He might as well give himself a break—"

At this point, his smiling gaze fell on Tang Xu's face. "You won't be angry if I say this, will you?"

"Don't worry," Tang Xu said. "Even if I'm angry, I don't have the strength or means to kick you out."

Yan Fengqi couldn't help but laugh out loud before continuing, "You know, even though we briefly formed a cooperative relationship, in the end, we're still on opposite sides. For me, it would be best if this person didn't exist in the world—hey, I heard he did some things to you. What about you? What are you thinking now? Do you have the same hopes as me?"

Tang Xu did not answer.

She also couldn't give Yan Fengqi an answer to the question he wanted to confirm.

……

On the fourth day, Tang Xu welcomed Jiang Muchen.

When Tang Xu opened the door and saw him, she was actually stunned for a moment—

Jiang Muchen sat stiffly in his wheelchair with a cast on his leg, the bruises on his forehead still clearly visible—in his memory, Jiang Muchen had never been so disheveled and powerless.

Tang Xu's shoulder throbbed with pain again. In the brief moment of her distraction, Jiang Muchen spoke up: "Aren't you going to invite me in for a bit?"

Tang Xu came to her senses and simply said, "Anyway, you're sitting here, so just say what you have to say."

"What, you and him share a home that I'm not allowed to set foot in, is that it?" A cold sneer appeared in Jiang Muchen's eyes, it was hard to tell whether he was mocking Tang Xu or himself. "Tang Xu, you're such a good actor, you've made me believe you really have amnesia... You've already gone this far, can't you just keep acting?"