Wen Ran didn't expect Fu Chenlie to notice her subtle emotional changes. Caught off guard, she couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in her heart.
She held his broad hand and smiled at him, "Then you should adapt to me, okay?"
He nodded. "Sure."
Wen Ran felt happy again.
Suddenly, she thought of Jiang Wan Ning and grew curious—what was his way of getting along with Jiang Wan Ning in the past?
With that thought, Wen Ran sneaked a glance at the man and probed, "When you were with Ms. Wan Ning before, whose lifestyle and spending habits did you adapt to? Did she make a lot of money? More than me?"
"Not sure about her exact income, but when we went out together, I usually paid, and I chose the places we went."
"Were the places you arranged very expensive?"
Fu Chenlie replied in a deep voice, "For you, maybe."
For her?
Wen Ran suddenly felt a little annoyed and pressed further, "Did Ms. Wan Ning like the arrangements you made?"
"She liked them very much."
"Oh."