Wen Ran's face showed a faint hint of dejection.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped at Huan Island Villa, and the two of them got off and went home together.
Wen Ran entered the living room with her head lowered and silently made her way upstairs, moving quickly as if subconsciously wanting to avoid Fu Chenlie as fast as possible.
But as she had finished climbing the last stair and was about to enter her room, a man's voice came from behind her—
"Stop!"
Although she really wanted to ignore Fu Chenlie, her reason reminded her that she couldn't.
Eventually, Wen Ran came to a halt.
She didn't turn around, just slightly tilted her head, glancing at the man who was about to come upstairs using her peripheral vision and asked indifferently, "What is it?"
Fu Chenlie went upstairs and stood right in front of her before he spoke at a leisurely pace, "How much money do you want?"
Wen Ran frowned, not understanding why he would suddenly come up with such a question.