"Enough."
The word was sharp, and carried a heavy displeasure.
Jiang Wan Ning’s lips moved slightly, then she shut her mouth.
Fu Chenlie glanced at her: "Wan Ning, you once saved , and I didn’t want to make our past relationship too ugly. But if you can’t stay out of it and insist on interfering between and my wife, then don’t bla for being ruthless."
Every word of this statent was a warning.
Jiang Wan Ning felt a bit helpless, but more than that, she was angry and unwilling: "Is it just because I saved you? What about all those days we used to spend together?"
The man’s face was indifferent: "That’s all in the past. What’s the point of bringing it up now?"
Jiang Wan Ning felt wronged: "Why can’t we talk about the past? Isn’t saving your life also sothing from the past? We were so close once. You bought cars and houses, jewelry, accessories, bags, and spent a lot of money for . Have you forgotten all that?"
Wen Ran heard this and couldn’t help but frown.
How much money had Fu Chenlie spent on Jiang Wan Ning?
She had been Mrs. Fu for over two months, yet it seed she hadn’t spent much of his money.
It’s not that she had to spend a man’s money, but hearing about Jiang Wan Ning’s treatnt when they were together made her suddenly think that if it were her, she might also pester Fu Chenlie today.
After all, aside from being provided for, she could leverage her identity as the CEO girlfriend of Fu Group to gain convenience in Jiang City.
Simply a sure-win deal with no loss.
If it weren’t for Fu Chenlie’s car accident back then, maybe Jiang Wan Ning would have successfully beco Mrs. Fu by now.
Perhaps that car accident was karmic justice, and Jiang Wan Ning’s opportunistic departure was shortsighted.
"There’s nothing for you here anymore, leave." Fu Chenlie opened his mouth to dismiss her.
To Wen Ran, this tone didn’t seem excessive.
It seed that after deliberate consideration, the man still considered their past relationship.
Jiang Wan Ning was smart.
She knew that in this situation, staying in the office would be of no use, so she didn’t continue to humiliate herself.
However, being smart as she was, before leaving she still cast a pitiful look at Fu Chenlie, as if wanting to leave the man with so lasting impression.
As Wen Ran watched her figure disappear, she finally felt the office beco a bit quieter.
She withdrew her gaze, glanced at Fu Chenlie, then turned and walked towards the dining area, asking as she walked: "What did Jiang Wan Ning co up here for?"
By the ti she finished her sentence, she had mostly arrived at the dining area.
Wen Ran saw a lunch box on the table and turned back to the man with a smile: "Did she co to bring you lunch?"
"I didn’t eat."
"I saw, the lunch box is neatly placed and hasn’t been touched yet. But now that Ms. Wan Ning has left, what do you plan to do with it?"
Fu Chenlie answered without hesitation: "Throw it away."
She turned back and smiled at him: "Honey, wasting food is shaful."
The man raised his eyebrows: "What does Madam intend to do?"
"When Assistant Cheng cos to work later, have him take it back to Ms. Wan Ning."
"Alright."
Seeing him be so obedient, Wen Ran’s mood improved considerably after the downturn of seeing Jiang Wan Ning in his office.
She walked back to the man’s side, took the initiative to hold his arm, blinked her eyes, and spoke with a bit of pride: "Honey, I ca up here to surprise you just now, but seeing Jiang Wan Ning here too made my heart sink."
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