Chapter 72 Uncontrollable

But what about it?

He was powerful, and she was just a powerless contracted wife.

What other choice did she have but to endure?

Fu Chenlie looked at her, her head bowed in silence, and said coldly, "Why aren't you speaking? Am I wrong?"

Wen Ran raised her eyes to meet his, smiled, and dropped a line as if indulging a child, "You're right."

She clearly went along with his thinking.

Yet, the man's face grew even uglier.

Wen Ran ignored it, unbuckled her seatbelt, and looked at him, "Boss, could you please reverse the car into the parking spot?"

"Wen Ran," he called out her name, emphasizing each syllable.

"What is it?" she responded.

"Your taste in men really needs improvement."

"..."

Aren't you being a bit too meddlesome?!

She said nothing, unwilling to communicate on this subject.

Besides, the man she liked was nothing like he described.