"...and then you can always be Mrs. Fu, after all, he’s very rich and capable, so he can still protect you in the future. I an Mr. Fu is like a male god in Jiang City, a male god-level! If you divorce him, I really doubt you’ll et another man as outstanding as he is, believe !"
Wen Ran thought for a mont, then said, "He is able to protect , but he isn’t willing to."
Jiang Yan gave her so advice, "Make him fall for you, and then he’ll want to protect you. Feelings can be cultivated over ti, slowly but surely."
"Although, just yesterday he said he wanted to beco a man I’d like."
"Could it be that he’s fallen for you? That’s why he wants you to like him too?"
Wen Ran shook her head, "No, he said it’s for having kids; he wants children. He ntioned it not long after we got married."
"I support you being husband and wife with Mr. Fu, but to have kids right now? Better not."
"Right? I also feel that way. There’s no affection between us, it’s just not the ti to have children."
Jiang Yan nodded fervently, "Exactly, without any real affection, what if the marriage changes once the child cos, then what?"
"I feel the sa. The most important thing is, I don’t like him right now, and he’s still fixated on his first love, even telling I’m not worthy to speak of his first love. I’d have to be out of my mind to agree to have his child."
With that, Wen Ran picked up the water glass beside her and took a sip.
Jiang Yan asked her, "So are you guys using contraception?"
She almost spit out the water, put down the glass, and quickly replied, "What? We’re sleeping in separate rooms now, each to their own bed, nothing has happened."
"Mr. Fu can hold back? With a beautiful girl like you at his side, he’s not sleeping with you? He’s not taking advantage of such an opportunity? What a gentleman."
"...would you just shut up?"
Jiang Yan chuckled.
At that mont, the waiter ca to serve the dishes, and the two of them naturally quieted down.
While eating, Jiang Yan started to complain about her boss. After a long rant, an idea struck Wen Ran, and she asked, "Speaking of which, Ah Yan, you ntioned before that you work at Lu Group, what’s your boss’s na?"
"His na is Lu Jinglun, ’Jinglun’ as in ’full of knowledge,’ quite an interesting na, isn’t it? But he’s anything but a man full of knowledge; he’s full of won instead."
"Lu Jinglun?"
Jiang Yan nodded, "Yeah, do you know him?"
"He’s a friend of my husband’s. He even taught how to drive before."
"Really?"
Wen Ran nodded vigorously, "For real, isn’t he quite good-looking, and doesn’t he like to joke around when he talks, generally good-tempered?"
"Yeah, everything you described fits him to a tee, he really is Mr. Fu’s friend?"
"Really!"
"Then you and I are both out of luck, suffering at the hands of these two guys simultaneously."
Wen Ran sighed, "Isn’t that the truth?"
Jiang Yan picked up her water glass in a toast, "Here’s to our unfortunate selves."
Wen Ran joined in, "Cheers!"
After clinking glasses, they exchanged a look and laughed.
From a distance, Fu Chenlie watched as Wen Ran and his friend sat together laughing heartily, his expression montarily froze.
She had never shown such a smile in front of him.
CEO Zhou was contemplating how to confess her feelings to Fu Chen, completely oblivious to the fact that the man sitting opposite her was already lost in thought.
She had bolstered her courage for a very long ti...
Finally, CEO Zhou looked up at Fu Chen and said, "Mr. Fu, I... I have sothing to tell you."
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