Upon hearing that, Fu Chenlie raised his head.
Seeing the girl before him with an innocent face, he unconsciously pictured Lu Jinglun teasing her with a smiling face in his mind.
She seemed easy to deceive, and probably wouldn't need more than a few words from Lu Jinglun to be utterly charmed.
Grandma had said Lu Jinglun was fun, and Wen Ran herself also found Lu Jinglun to be quite likable.
For some reason, he felt a sense of crisis, as if something that belonged to him was being taken away. It emerged from somewhere and spread wantonly, making him feel moody and displeased.
Wen Ran saw that Fu Chenlie was staring at her without speaking and couldn't figure out whether she should leave or just wait for him to graciously answer her question.
A few seconds later, she tentatively started, "I won't be closer to Mr. Lu than the distance between the driver and passenger seats. Should I head downstairs now?"