He was very serious and focused, his dark eyes resting on her face, emanating an oppressive feeling that she couldn't determine the source of.
She was astonished by the man's words!
An apology?
Did "apologize" really exist in Fu Chenlie's dictionary?
Wen Ran had always thought that someone as domineering, autocratic, and self-righteous as Fu Chenlie wouldn't even know how to spell the word sorry.
He hadn't waited for her to speak, his tone rising as he urged, "Mrs. Fu, I'm waiting for your response, hmm?"
It was then that Wen Ran snapped back to reality.
She glanced at the flowers he had offered her, understanding dawned on her—
If she accepted them, it meant agreement.
If she didn't, it meant rejection.
But, this was just a juncture for the two to make peace, there seemed no need for rejection?