Chapter 166: My Wrists Are Quite Flexible, Aren't They?

While Wen Ran was deep in thought, Fu Chenlie had already walked over to the passenger side and opened the car door.

She turned her head and saw his tall and majestic figure standing by the car, and couldn't help but feel dubious—

Was this man actually opening the car door for her?!

There were no elders around, so why was he going to such lengths to play the role of the good husband?!

Was he getting carried away with his act?

Fu Chenlie saw her staring at him but without making a move, his thin lips lifting into a mocking curve, "What's the matter, is the passenger seat of the luxury car too comfortable, so comfortable that Mrs. Fu doesn't want to get out?"

Wen Ran instinctively stood up and got out of the car.

Sigh, this man never spoke nicely.

She looked around at the friends and couples coming and going at the entrance of the mall, and suddenly felt that shopping for gold jewelry with Fu Chenlie, given their relationship, was seriously... immensely awkward.