Chapter 115: I'm Afraid You Can't Bear It

She didn't speak, but her eyes, as they looked at him, were filled with defiance and disobedience.

The man's expression carried a trace of arrogance that seemed to stem from his very bones, his voice cold and disdainful, "Keep looking at me like that, and see if I don't make you cry right here."

She wasn't sure if his words had frightened her…

Wen Ran's almond eyes flickered, and she hesitantly averted her gaze.

Fu Chenlie raised his hand, gently touching her face.

His thumb, calloused, lightly traced her cheek, carrying with it a hint of lingering harshness if there was any tenderness.

He looked at her coolly, "Remember, don't test my patience. If you truly anger me, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it. Be smart, and at least in terms of money, I won't let you suffer."

She bit her lip and stayed silent.

The man tightened his grip on her chin, his tone deliberately punishing, "Cat got your tongue?"