The unexpected kiss made Wen Ran widen her eyes. By the time she reacted, he had already pulled away, smugly lifting his lips at her, "Kissing feels more realistic."
Wen Ran, "…"
She pursed her lips slightly, embarrassed, and lowered her head.
"Get in the car!" he commanded.
Wen Ran uttered an "Oh," and turned to get into the passenger seat.
…
Half an hour later, the car left Jiang City and arrived at the secluded Fu Residence.
As Wen Ran entered the Fu Residence, Fu Chenlie nonchalantly took her hand. This familiar scene reminded her of the first time she had come to the Fu Residence when he had also taken her hand like today.
Back then, he had thrown a sentence at her with a poor attitude—
"Acting, get it?"
Reflecting on this, Wen Ran couldn't help but look at their joined hands, and then at the man, "Husband, are you still acting in front of Grandma?"
He turned his head to gaze at her, "So what if I am? What does it matter if I'm not?"