Wen Ran looked at Aunt Wu and smiled slightly: "He went out last night, maybe he’s having breakfast with another woman now?"
Aunt Wu was slightly stunned and imdiately consoled her: "Please don’t think like that, perhaps things got delayed due to work. Sir doesn’t seem like that kind of person."
She smiled faintly and didn’t say anything more.
After the al, the boss hadn’t returned, and as the driver, she naturally assud she didn’t need to go to work.
Wen Ran went to the study to continue reading.
She read while keeping an eye on the ti, watching it tick past nine, then ten, yet Fu Chenlie still had no news.
No news might be acceptable, but not even a phone call.
At half past eleven, Wen Ran couldn’t hold back any longer and pulled out her phone to dial his number.
It rang a few tis, then soone hung up.
Her mood was rather gloomy.
She thought of familiar scenes from TV dramas where the mistress hangs up on the wife.
Wen Ran already imagined Jiang Wan Ning hanging up on the drama when she saw the number labeled as "Mrs. Fu" calling while Fu Chenlie was showering.
As she was daydreaming, the phone in her palm suddenly vibrated.
Wen Ran snapped back to reality, saw the caller ID "Mr. Lu," frowned slightly, and answered: "Mr. Lu, are you looking for Fu Chenlie? He’s not ho, you should call him directly."
"I’m looking for you."
"Looking for ?"
Wen Ran was very surprised and asked with a frown: "What do you want with ?"
Lu Jinglun didn’t answer but asked in return: "Is Jiang Yan your friend?"
"Yes, what’s up with Ah Yan?"
"She wants to marry , but I don’t want to marry her. Can you help persuade her?"
She twitched her mouth: "Mr. Lu doesn’t want to marry Ah Yan, or does he simply not want to marry anyone at all?"
He spoke truthfully: "I’m a non-marriage proponent."
Upon hearing this, Wen Ran chuckled: "Mr. Lu holds a prominent position in Jiang City. If you don’t want to marry a woman, can’t you decide for yourself? You should just refuse, unless Ah Yan has the ability to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and register your marriage by herself?"
"You’re also a wealthy family wife, don’t you know that matters in prestigious families aren’t determined by oneself?"
"Mr. Lu is a son of the Lu Family, if even you can’t decide, do you think Ah Yan, just a regular worker from a small town, can?"
The man’s tone carried so indifference: "From what you said, you quite support her marrying ?"
"Not really, but Mr. Lu, if your elders insist you get married, trust , Ah Yan is definitely the most suitable one. She won’t constrain or control you, you can have the sa freedom as before marriage, in return, you must give her a good life. I believe this is not difficult for Mr. Lu, right?"
"She really is just a woman who likes money."
Upon hearing this, Wen Ran didn’t know if she was ridiculing herself or advising others, she spoke lightly: "Is liking money bad? Does Mr. Lu hope she likes anything more than money, like you? If there’s affection involved in marriage, Mr. Lu, it’ll be harder for you to stay free and comfortable."
Lu Jinglun spoke ambiguously: "Are you alluding to your own marriage?"
"Mr. Lu, why say that?"
"I heard Jiang Wan Ning ca back, you just said Ah Lie is not ho, did he go to be with Jiang Wan Ning?"
She pursed her lips, her expression beca sowhat unpleasant: "This is my business, no need to trouble Mr. Lu with it."
On the other end, he chuckled lightly: "Don’t worry, I have no intention of prying into your privacy, just heard a few words from you earlier and found so logic in them. Little White Rabbit’s eloquence is still as good as ever."
Wen Ran lowered her gaze, glancing at the position of the study’s floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the branches swaying outside, as if seeing her and Ah Yan’s lives.
Involuntarily, being pushed by external forces, swaying left or right.
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