Wen Ran felt that Fu Chenlie really should go to the hospital and have his head examined.
Ordinary people, when they see others brawling, wouldn't they just think it's rude, impolite, and an indication of a hot temper?
Why, in his eyes, could these things be interpreted as being full of vitality and youthfulness, and even become attractions for him?!
If the person she had splashed today weren't Xu Tong but Jiang Wan Ning, would he still think the same way?
As Wen Ran's thoughts wandered, Fu Chenlie suddenly lifted her chin.
His deep eyes settled on her face, and his voice, carrying a hint of seduction, slowly rang in her ear, "Mrs. Fu, let's get along well and be a normal married couple, okay?"
Wen Ran looked at the handsome face in front of her and listened to his suggestion, feeling momentarily stunned.
At the very beginning, Fu Chenlie was dissatisfied with their rushed marriage and always called her "Miss Wen" or "Miss Wen Ran." Later, he began to call her "Wen Ran."