Wen Ran discovered that Fu Chenlie really had a knack for talking nonsense.
Infidelity?!
She glared at him, scoffing at herself with a cold laugh, "Honey, rest assured, even if I had the thought, I lack the courage. Even if I were tired of living, I wouldn't dare place a green hat upon your head."
The man didn't know why, but his mood suddenly improved quite a bit.
He slightly curved his lips upward, with a rather aggrieved tone, he said, "Then why won't you let me see your phone?"
Wen Ran began to argue, "You've seen my phone before, at least, but I have never seen yours. I haven't even looked at your phone, so what gives you the right to check mine over and over again?"
Fu Chenlie nodded seriously, his thin lips revealing a faint, unclear smile, "Is that so?"
"Yes!"
"Fine then."