Chapter 138 Don't hit me, don't hit me...

The next second, the man's hand that had smashed the glass suddenly seized her chin, his eyes vicious and bloodshot as he glared at her, "You haven't done anything? What else do you want to do with him?"

She shook her head, tears already brimming in her eyes, "No, I... I was just explaining to you."

"You want to cry? You feel wronged? You actually dare to feel wronged?"

"I don't want to cry, and I don't feel wronged, really..."

Wen Ran denied it over and over again.

She had never seen Fu Chenlie so angry before.

Although she was afraid, her hand that had been gripping the railing still let go of one.

She cautiously approached Fu Chenlie, her fingers trembling as they tightly clutched his arm upon touching it, her reddened eyes staring into his, and she began speaking in the most tender and careful tone, "Hus... husband, don't be so angry, I'm really scared, I won't do this again in the future, I won't contact Zhao Xiuyun anymore, nor will I pretend to be his girlfriend, okay?"