As these words were spoken, there was a mont of silence in the elevator.
Ding——
The 17th floor had arrived.
The elevator doors slowly opened, and Jiang Wan Ning leisurely lifted her foot. Before stepping out, she looked at Fu Chenlie and said, "Oh right, Ah Lie, I still have to bring President Li to your office to sign the contract. See you later."
After speaking, she coldly glanced at Wen Ran before turning and leaving.
The elevator doors closed again.
Fu Chenlie looked at Wen Ran: "I kept my promise and got this key back."
She nodded: "Mm, thank you for the effort."
He chuckled lightly, with an ambiguous tone: "It was quite the effort, but I feel it was more humiliating."
Wen Ran tilted her head to look at him, her eyes filled with so doubt.
The man spoke: "For the first ti in my life, I asked for sothing I had given away, tsk, that feeling is almost like slapping my own face."
By saying this, indeed it was humiliating.
But despite the humiliation, he did it for her.
Wen Ran felt touched and a bit embarrassed, looking at him seriously and asking: "Then boss, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"
Fu Chenlie lifted her hand and placed it gently on his lips for a kiss, while lifting his gaze to et hers: "In the future, how about Madam warms my bed every day?"
"We have central heating at ho, it’s not cold."
"The heating may make it not cold, but where Mrs. Fu has ward, it’s hot."
Listening to his words, Wen Ran couldn’t help but smile.
She said with a hint of pride: "If you behave well, naturally that’s possible, but if you upset , then no!"
The man nodded earnestly, his eyes brimming with affection: "Alright, I will definitely work hard to behave."
Wen Ran broke into laughter, her eyes and brows full of joy.
She couldn’t help but hug his waist, burying her face in his chest, inhaling the clean scent of his expensive suit, her heart filled with sweetness.
...
At ten o’clock, the door to Fu Chenlie’s office was knocked on.
Wen Ran, sitting in the lounge, heard the sound and looked over.
Jiang Wan Ning walked in with a man in his early forties.
Fu Chenlie rose from his desk, inviting the visitors to sit on the sofa in the center of the office.
A secretary ca in to serve them tea.
Wen Ran, in the driver’s lounge, watched Jiang Wan Ning skillfully and confidently engage in conversation with President Li and Fu Chenlie, suddenly feeling the significant gap between herself and Jiang Wan Ning.
She was not good at business negotiations.
Jiang Wan Ning was two years older than her, yet her work ability far exceeded hers.
To Fu Chenlie, a woman like Jiang Wan Ning could be an asset to his career.
And she, Wen Ran, apart from bearing children for him, bringing her reproductive value into play, and her insignificant value of companionship, seed to have no other use.
About half an hour later, under Jiang Wan Ning’s coordination, the contract was successfully signed.
They got up from the sofa.
Wen Ran watched Fu Chenlie and Jiang Wan Ning shake hands with President Li in turn, saying sothing about pleasant cooperation, and suddenly felt that Jiang Wan Ning and Fu Chenlie were a better match.
It was also at that mont, she had a thought.
She didn’t want to be a teacher anymore.
She wanted to be soone who could walk side by side with Fu Chenlie, like Jiang Wan Ning, who could boost his career and beco his capable partner.
Only this way, they would have more and more common topics, and their marriage would last longer.
She was willing to start learning from scratch.
Outside, in the office, Fu Chenlie and Jiang Wan Ning saw President Li out together.
Before Jiang Wan Ning walked out, she glanced at the direction of the driver’s lounge, giving Wen Ran a challenging look, her mouth curling into a smug smile.
Wen Ran seed to hear Jiang Wan Ning say to her——
Even if I am not Mrs. Fu, I can still fight alongside Ah Lie, what can you do?
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