He seed not to have expected that Wen Ran would suddenly co up with such a question, as his eyes brimd with an incredulous expression.
At the sa ti, his mind uncontrollably mulled over the answer to her question, and his well-defined fingers even pinched her pearly white, soft, and boneless wrist.
Soft, huh?
It was quite soft.
But how could he tell her that?
Fu Chenlie’s lips twisted into a malicious smile, and he suddenly tightened his grip on her hand.
Wen Ran winced in pain and quickly withdrew her hand, her face scrunched up as she looked at him, "Why did you pinch ?"
While she was rubbing her hand and frowning, she heard the man coldly comnt, "Not soft at all, touching it for one more second would be too annoying."
Wen Ran gritted her teeth and glared at him fiercely.
Fu Chenlie found her displeased expression quite amusing.
He quickly began giving orders, "Choose your stuff, don’t waste my ti, okay?"
She glanced at the counter and then at him, "Should I just pick randomly, or should I choose carefully?"
"My hard-earned money, you dare not spend it seriously?!"
"... Not at all," Wen Ran responded perfunctorily.
However, although the man spoke as if he wanted to kill her, the underlying ssage in his words was—
Buy what you like.
The prospect of being able to buy gold jewelry she liked did make Wen Ran a bit happy.
She discreetly lowered her head to look at the gold ornants in the counter.
It had to be said that modern gold jewelry was indeed very beautiful, unlike when she was a child and only thought of gold as tacky; now, looking at the gleaming gold, it was as if bundles of yuan were waving before her eyes, very appealing.
"Ms. Wen, are you and Mr. Fu here to buy gold jewelry?" A not-so-unfamiliar voice reached her ears.
Wen Ran looked up and saw Xu Tong, surprise evident in her eyes.
Xu Tong was also looking at her, but the expression in Xu Tong’s eyes was more one of discontent.
Just now, she had seen Mr. Fu and Wen Ran laughing and joking.
She had also seen Mr. Fu holding Wen Ran’s hand.
She had known Mr. Fu for so many years but had never had her hand held by him.
The first ti she t Mr. Fu through Wan Ning, she noticed his hands were exceptionally attractive, but since he was Wan Ning’s boyfriend, she didn’t dare to overstep and confess.
Now Wan Ning had been gone for two years, and she thought she finally had a chance to get closer to him, only to find he had married another woman.
She was disappointed at the ti.
But at the last eting, she had picked up from Mr. Fu’s words that his marriage with Wen Ran wouldn’t last long, and hope was ignited in her once again.
But today, were they already holding hands?!
Xu Tong’s thoughts were interrupted by Fu Chenlie’s voice, "What are you doing here?"
She ca back to her senses, looking at him gratefully, "Thanks to Mr. Fu for lending one hundred thousand yuan last ti to help out of a bind. I quit my job at Tongque Building and now work here. Are you here to buy so gold jewelry for Ms. Wen today?"
"Yeah."
Xu Tong was taken aback.
When Mr. Fu was with Wan Ning, he had never taken her to a gold shop to buy jewelry; Wan Ning’s gifts were mostly arranged by Mr. Fu’s assistant.
But why could this Madam, whose marriage Mr. Fu said wouldn’t last long, have him accompany her personally to choose gold jewelry?
Xu Tong looked at Wen Ran, her eyes full of uncertainty, "Ms. Wen, what kind of gold jewelry do you like, heavier or lighter?"
It was the first ti Wen Ran heard a salesperson ask such a thing.
Didn’t they usually ask what style she liked?!
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