Mr. Fu glanced at the fish she put in his bowl and raised an eyebrow at her: "Your matters, I'm definitely paying attention to them soon, okay?"
She made an "ok" gesture: "Thank you, hubby!"
The man chuckled lightly, his words tinged with teasing: "If you really want to thank me, be a little more enthusiastic tonight."
Upon hearing this, Wen Ran looked at him in surprise, her face flushing as she bowed her head and focused on eating.
Eleven o'clock at night.
When Wen Ran came out of the bathroom, Fu Chenlie was leaning on the sofa, reading a book.
She walked over, pulled back the covers, got into bed, and snuggled up to him, asking, "What book are you reading?"
"Just browsing." As he spoke, the man closed the book and set it aside.
Wen Ran wrapped her arm around his, leaned against his shoulder, and casually asked, "Why did you stop?"