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The car was quiet, so quiet that Xu Lai driving it felt like tiptoeing.
The atmosphere in the back was unbearably heavy.
Jiang Mian was busily typing on her phone, accusing a certain man of being unnecessarily harsh—
Jiang Xiaomian: [Has Fu Sichen taken a vow of silence or what, not a single word?]
Jiang Xiaomian: [And ditching his loyal wife, n really are fickle creatures]
...
Su Lixing read through the barrage of ssages and rubbed her head.
Fu Sichen may have taken a vow of silence, but this young lady seed to have swallowed explosives.
That comnt sounded a bit off.
Susu Big Baby: [Maybe he saw the photo of you hugging Pei Jingyue]
Susu Big Baby: [You know how jealous n can get]
Like the man sitting next to her now, sour enough to die.
It was just a drink with Pei Jingyue, purely coincidental.
Jiang Mian fixated on the word "jealous", a flicker in her eyes.
Could it be that he had seen the photo of her and Pei Jingyue embracing...
Her gaze then shifted to the man next to her, emanating a cold chill.
Jiang Mian’s beautiful, lithe eyes shifted slightly before she suddenly plunged into Fu Sichen’s arms, "Honey~ we’re in North City and you didn’t even look for . I’ve finished shooting and you didn’t rember to check on , I missed you so much."
!!!
Xu Lai instinctively wanted to slam the brakes; having learned from last ti, he steadied his foot.
Oh dear wife.
Please, don’t let hear this kind of thing next ti!!!
I’m just a poor employee, boo hoo...
Fu Sichen put down the docunts in his hands and gazed down at the soft, sweet woman in his arms.
He scoffed, Mrs. Fu was quite the expert in striking first.
Jiang Mian t Fu Sichen’s deep, dark eyes, feeling empowered, and said innocently, "Is there so vixen out there that made my husband ditch his loyal wife?"
Ditch?
Fu Sichen chuckled deeply, "Isn’t it Mrs. Fu who ditched her husband?"
??
When did I ditch him???
Who is spreading these rumors?!
She imdiately thought to send a lawyer’s letter.
"Mrs. Fu, the rich often forget; let help you rember."
Fu Sichen could already anticipate the faulty mory of this little kitten.
The next second, the familiar female voice filled the quiet car—
"Have you thought about married life in the future?"
"No."
He really left no room for sentint in his response.
Fu Sichen ran his fingers over the edge of his phone, quietly observing the woman in his arms, "Mrs. Fu, aren’t you going to explain? Have you lost your husband?"
Jiang Mian stiffened, slowly drawing away from Fu Sichen.
Jealous, my foot.
He was clearly holding grudges!
Taking such things seriously.
Jiang Mian’s tone was irritable, with a playful whine, "I’m already married to you, why think about future married life?"
"They only asked that to test if I was seeing soone."
Jiang Mian’s eyes twinkled suddenly, a smug smile on her small face, "But they didn’t expect to have a handso, well-built, wealthy husband, did they?"
Xu Lai unconsciously sped up, better to get both his ancestors ho sooner.
It wouldn’t do for the car to end up not going ho.
No wonder President Fu was a bit lovesick; his wife was beautiful and eloquent.
Anyone would be lovesick.
Fu Sichen’s dark eyes stirred slightly, his well-defined fingers pinching Jiang Mian’s chin, "Mrs. Fu, don’t say things like that next ti."
Seeing that Fu Sichen had been placated, Jiang Mian’s proud temper surged again, "Why not!"
Fu Sichen leaned in and kissed Jiang Mian’s red lips, "Because I’ll take it seriously."
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