After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me Chapter 478: 329:

Chapter 478: Chapter 329:

The noise of the argunt outside also reached the ears of Fu Yuanshan.

As Fu Yuanshan and Fu Tingzhou erged one after another, everyone in the living room fell silent upon seeing Fu Yuanshan. Fu Jingrong gave Qiao Jing a look, signaling her not to be reckless in front of the old man and to calm down.

Qiao Jing bit her lip and nodded, but she was gripping Cheng Yunlang’s arm tightly.

Fu Yuanshan knew without guessing what had happened; Tang Xi’s resurrection indeed surprised many. He too paused for a mont when he saw Tang Xi.

“Alright, since everyone is here today, let’s dine together.”

Fu Tingzhou and Fu Yunye sat next to each other, while Tang Xi sat on the other side of Fu Tingzhou.

She didn’t even know under what identity she was visiting the Fu Family now.

Fu Tingzhou’s ex-wife?

Or his current girlfriend?

Clearly, the identity of an ex-wife was not enough to bring her here, and Ji Qingtan, as the adopted daughter of the Fu Family and ex-wife of Fu Yunye, was also absent.

But if you were to ask what relationship Tang Xi and Fu Tingzhou currently held, Tang Xi herself could not say.

She quietly ate the food in her bowl and didn’t serve herself much, even if the als were prepared by a five-star hotel chef, Tang Xi didn’t find them exceptionally tasty; she just wanted to finish eating and leave as soon as possible.

Having a al at the Fu Family’s place felt oppressive to her.

She was a surgeon, and during her school days, she visited an exhibition hall within the school. It featured various organs preserved in formalin, including lungs, hearts, and stomachs.

The stomach is an emotional organ; if you eat when unhappy, the stomach also feels discomfort.

Tang Xi was feeling this right now, as after just a few bites, she felt full and had no appetite.

“Husband, you should try a rib; the ribs made by grandfather’s chef are particularly delicious.”

This was Qiao Jing’s voice.

Tang Xi saw from the corner of her eye that Qiao Jing placed a rib on Cheng Yunlang’s plate. Cheng Yunlang didn’t imdiately eat it, while Qiao Jing cooed, “Husband, don’t you like it? Then I’ll add another piece for you; here’s the sweet and sour pork tenderloin you like.”

Cheng Yunlang gently shook his head, his voice emotionless, “I can serve myself.”

“Husband, I’m your wife, it’s only right for to add dishes for you, please try it.” Qiao Jing glanced at Tang Xi, she usually liked to call Cheng Yunlang ‘brother Yun Lang,’ rarely calling him husband. But today, in front of Tang Xi, it was all ‘husband’ this and ‘husband’ that.

Everyone understood her intent, as Cheng Yunlang’s affection for this sister-in-law was hardly a secret in the Fu family back then.

Fu Jingrong, fearing Qiao Jing might lose her temper and spoil the dinner, imdiately gave her son a look. Cheng Yunlang helplessly nodded and finished the food Qiao Jing had added for him.

Only then did Qiao Jing reveal a smile, looking provocatively and triumphantly at Tang Xi.

But Tang Xi remained quiet throughout, quietly consuming the food in her bowl, treating everyone around her as air, and hoping everyone would do the sa for her.

Unable to hold back and seeking to provoke a reaction, Qiao Jing blurted out, “Tang Xi, weren’t you dead already? How are you back alive? When did dical technology beco so advanced that even a swollen, waterlogged corpse could be revived?”

“I rember at that ti, everyone on that ship died, the ship sank, and it was in the deep sea; Tang Xi, you really have a huge fortune to still be alive.” Qiao Jing’s tone clearly wished Tang Xi had died four years ago.

In front of Tang Xi were only two dishes of vegetables, and she took a few bites while sipping the chicken soup in her bowl.

She treated Qiao Jing’s words as air, completely ignoring them.

No matter how sharp and harsh the other party’s words were, she simply did not respond.

At that mont, Tang Xi calmly finished the last sip of the chicken soup from her bowl. The taste was quite nice, not greasy, and seed to have been enriched with dicinal herbs like ginseng and goji berries, making it nourishing, yet she decided not to have another bowl.

At this ti, a hand waved in front of her.

A piece of braised rib was placed in front of her.

Tang Xi then looked up and saw Fu Tingzhou, whose face was devoid of any superfluous expressions. If Tang Xi had not seen him personally serve the rib, she would have thought she was seeing things.

And Tang Xi, started to eat.

Qiao Jing’s temper hit a wall of cotton; if she continued to aggressively push, she would just seem unreasonable, and had no choice but to swallow her frustration.