The man watched her helpless yet unable to refuse appearance and, inexplicably, felt in an extrely good mood.
Fu Chenlie's lips curved into a malicious smile, and he snorted coldly, "Fu Family's money is not so easy to take."
With those words, he took steps towards the living room.
After just a few steps, Fu Chenlie seed to think of sothing, halted, and turned back to look at her, "Or perhaps, you'd prefer childbearing to cooking?"
Child... childbearing?
Wen Ran was extrely surprised.
Beyond her surprise, a bit of anger also welled up within her—angry that she couldn't stand up to him, angry at her own incompetence and lack of ability, only able to yield to his tyranny after his mockery and derision.
Thump!
Wen Ran fiercely dropped her bag onto the entranceway cabinet.
The action was so forceful that it caused a vase on the entranceway to sway from side to side.
Wen Ran was oblivious to this, but the man not far from her saw it; his eyes instantly darkened, and without a mont's hesitation, he rushed over and pulled the girl towards him.
Wen Ran, completely unguarded, stumbled over her own feet, accidentally stepping on Fu Chenlie.
As a result, both of them tumbled to the ground.
Thump!
The vase still fell from the entranceway cabinet but landed on the soft carpet at the entrance without breaking.
However—
After Wen Ran and Fu Chenlie fell, she ended up pinned beneath him, and, at this mont, the man's lips were accurately pressed against hers.
Her first kiss was gone!
The girl stared with wide, round eyes at the enlarged handso face in front of her, kicked her legs, and when she found she could move, she kicked him and said with indistinct syllables, muffled because her lips were pressed, "Get off..."
Fu Chenlie then belatedly shifted away from her lips.
Still, the softness under him prompted an unspeakable reaction in his body.
After standing up, he clenched the hand by his side into a fist, his brow deeply furrowed, and cornered Wen Ran against the wall.
She looked at him innocently, while simultaneously feeling a twinge of fear in her heart.
Because just now, she seed to have felt sothing.
Wen Ran nervously pushed at him with her hands.
Unfortunately, she couldn't move him, so she stared with her bright, watery apricot eyes at the man and asked, "What... what are you doing?"
He grasped her hand with great force and countered instead of answering, "What am I doing? Aren't you Mrs. Fu? Whatever I want to do, are you really going to refuse?"
Wen Ran had not expected him to bring this up at all.
In a mont of urgency, recalling the agreent they had made earlier, she quickly reminded him, "Didn't you say you wouldn't touch ?"
"I also said no backtalk."
"..."
Wen Ran thought to herself.
This is it, this is it, this is it, the always aloof Fu Chenlie who looked down on her was going to lose control because he kissed her.
She had thought that since they were married, if sothing happened it wouldn't matter, but yesterday when he set those rules with her, she felt she could walk away unscathed after a year and had a slight feeling of secret joy.
However—
Right now, it seed like the tables had turned.
Her gaze dropped, feeling utterly defeated inside.
This resistant expression caught in Fu Chenlie's eyes made him frown.
The man took a step back and looked down upon her from his superior position, letting out a cold snort, "Thinking of seducing into sleeping with you is not so easy!"
Leaving behind those words, Fu Chenlie walked away with large strides.
Wen Ran's little head was filled with big question marks.
When did she ever try to seduce him?
Did his words have to be so unpleasant every ti, making it seem as though the whole world revolved around him? Where did all this confidence co from?!
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