Fu Chenlie heard these words, and his expression became serious.
He had never heard her talk to him about this so seriously before, nor had he ever seen her like this—so earnest.
Now that she voiced her concerns, he patiently asked, "From what Mrs. Fu is saying, it seems you think I have too many women around me, so you're assuming I'll inevitably cheat?"
"You have too many choices. If you occasionally meet someone who stirs your desires, and in a moment of impulse you do something, it seems quite reasonable."
"Quite reasonable?"
The man sneered, his dark eyes flickering with a complex emotion. "In your eyes, am I just a man who can't control his lower half?"
"No, it's just…"
"Enough."
He suddenly interrupted her.
Wen Ran lowered her gaze, remaining silent.
She had initially thought he simply didn't want to hear any more of her irrelevant chatter.