Wen Ran looked at Fu Chenlie’s handso and gentle face and suddenly realized that she seed completely incapable of resisting the visual impact of such a face.
Especially when he spoke to her in a pleasing tone, his words coaxing yet tinged with playful teasing.
Wen Ran instinctively embarked on a ntal self-advisory—
She had already explained to Qin Zeyu that she wasn’t the one who sent the ssage, so if they t again next ti, it shouldn’t be awkward, right?
She had paid for hitting Qin Zeyu’s car, so they should be even.
As for Fu Chenlie, while he hadn’t openly apologized, his patience with her and the gifts he sent were pretty much clear indications of his intent to make ands.
Forget it, just let things end on a good note.
Wen Ran looked over at him, let out a soft "Hmm" in acknowledgnt, and reached out to take the gift from his hand. But just as she was about to touch it, he abruptly withdrew his hand, leaving her grasp empty.
Wen Ran was instantly both furious and embarrassed, glaring at him.
He stepped closer to her, his thin lips curved in a smile, his voice carrying a mix of helplessness and indulgence: "Angry again?"
"No."
"Good. I just wanted to personally put the necklace on for you."
Hearing this, Wen Ran couldn’t help but feel her heart soften.
Sotis, she truly felt that Fu Chenlie had mastered the art of capturing people’s hearts.
Her own heart was in turmoil, entirely thanks to him.
He had already taken the necklace out of its box and moved behind her. He circled the necklace around her neck, guiding it to the back, one hand holding the necklace while the other hand gently moved her hair to one side. He lowered his gaze, attentively fastening the clasp.
Wen Ran felt the sensation of his breath brushing against the skin of her neck as he leaned over to put on the necklace. The ticklish sensation made her heart race uncontrollably.
Once the necklace was secured, Fu Chenlie stepped in front of her, nodding with exaggerated seriousness: "Very beautiful."
She t his gaze. "The necklace?"
"You."
"...Oh."
Wen Ran’s heart betrayed her, stirring uncontrollably.
This was the first ti he had ever so solemnly called her beautiful. Whether he ant it sincerely or not, she felt herself struggling to endure the impact.
He raised his hand, gently lifting her chin, his striking face gradually drawing closer to hers: "Mrs. Fu, I went abroad the day before yesterday. While you were ho, did you miss ?"
Wen Ran’s gaze darted away. "It was just a day; what’s there to miss?"
"Why couldn’t you miss after just one day? Before that, we spent every day together, inseparable, never apart for more than an hour except when sleeping."
"Oh."
Fu Chenlie leaned his forehead against hers, his voice low and intoxicating as he pressed further: "So, did you miss ?"
Wen Ran pursed her lips. "Stop asking."
"Why?"
"Because asking ans no."
He chuckled softly. "So, not asking ans yes?"
Listening to his deep, resonant voice, Wen Ran’s heart raced like a drum.
Her heart was beating so fast, it felt as though she might genuinely have fallen for the man standing before her.
But they were still set to divorce. It would be best if she didn’t fall for him!
As Wen Ran reminded herself of this, her lips were suddenly captured.
Without warning, Fu Chenlie kissed her, his movents gentle, deliberate, and gentlemanly. He traced the contours of her lips bit by bit, as if savoring sothing exquisite.
Her fingers clutched tightly at the fabric of his shirt at his waist. She tilted her head slightly, receiving and responding to his increasingly passionate kiss—she even, for the first ti ever, tentatively extended her tongue to et his.
In that mont, the man’s heart seed to skip a beat, his entire body stiffening.
Once he realized that Wen Ran was responding to him, he pulled her even closer, his kisses growing more fervent and unrestrained.
Their breaths entwined; the air seed to grow warr.
Wen Ran lted into Fu Chenlie’s arms, holding him tighter and tighter. As she breathed in the clean, refreshing masculine scent of him, a thought arose unbidden in her mind—a longing to sohow rge into his very being...
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