Wen Ran watched as Fu Chenlie approached fiercely, her heartbeat inexplicably speeding up. She asked into the phone, "Have you eaten?"
"I have, and you?"
"I just finished cooking dinner and am about to eat."
Nearby, Grandma asked her, "Ranran, talk to Grandma. What kind of person is he?"
"He..." Wen Ran had just uttered one word when the charging Fu Chenlie snatched her phone and placed it beside himself, shouting, "Grandma."
Wen Ran's eyes widened, disbelieving as she watched him.
From the other end of the phone, a stranger's voice asked Fu Chenlie, "Are you Ranran's husband?"
Upon hearing this, he immediately frowned.
It wasn't his grandma.
The man glared at Wen Ran who, pointing to herself, mouthed the words, "It's my grandma."
Fu Chenlie's face instantly darkened.
His look was piercing enough to bore a hole through her.
Despite this, he responded gently, "Yes, I am her husband."
Hearing his words, Wen Ran was extremely surprised.