The man spoke ruthlessly, "In your dreams!"
Wen Ran wasn’t angry and calmly said, "You see, you won’t love and, of course, I don’t think I would fall for a man who suppresses and targets everywhere. Therefore, divorcing after a year according to the contract will be good for both of us."
She made a valid point, but Fu Chenlie found it extrely irritating.
Why and when did she get to decide everything?!
He, the esteed CEO of Fu Group, with extraordinary looks and capabilities—did he really hold no appeal to Wen Ran, a girl from a modest background?!
For the first ti in his life, Fu Chenlie doubted his charm as a man.
He beca curious.
The man she kept hidden in her heart—what sort of man was he to enchant her so that she remained indifferent in front of such a premier male resource as himself!
He resolved to make Wen Ran see clearly that he was a hundred, no, a thousand tis better than that wild man in her heart.
It concerned his dignity as a man.
Fu Chenlie couldn’t stand the nominal Mrs. Fu’s ignorance and disregard towards him.
Thinking this, he glanced at Wen Ran again, his lips curving into a cold smile, "So, you an to hold the position of Mrs. Fu, contribute nothing, and yet walk away unscathed in the end?"
She was stunned for a mont, unsure whether to admit it under his fierce gaze.
After thinking, Wen Ran said, "It’s not just walking away unscathed after a year; if we keep a respectful relationship and divorce then, Mr. Fu, you’ll also remain untouched. Haven’t you been waiting for soone you truly love? Would you rather sacrifice yourself just to stop from leaving unscathed..."
At this point, she suddenly didn’t know what word to use.
Fu Chenlie raised his eyebrow, "Make you...?"
"I just think that since Mr. Fu hates so much, you shouldn’t force yourself."
"Haven’t I told you to call ’husband’ at ho?"
Wen Ran, "..."
Is that the point?
Why the sudden change of subject?
They were arguing, and she was still holding back her anger, how could she possibly call him ’husband’?!
To put it bluntly, with his attitude towards her, did he really deserve the title "husband"?!
Unaware of Wen Ran’s inner turmoil, Fu Chenlie, seeing her silence, coldly said, "Cat got your tongue?"
"Let’s stick to the facts. You don’t like ; there’s no need to force yourself to do anything."
"Feelings can be cultivated, and I don’t mind having a bit of fun with a woman who married for money. What, you’re afraid?"
"Having a bit of fun?!"
His words sounded utterly deaning.
In Wen Ran’s view, feelings were not sothing to be toyed with.
His words left her deeply displeased, but she didn’t have the confidence to argue.
Looking at her silence, Fu Chenlie harshly warned, "Wen Ran, you are very calculating, but I am not such an easygoing person. You are my wife, and whenever I feel the need, you must fulfill your duties as a wife without hesitation, understood?!"
She looked at him, saying nothing.
The man’s tone grew heavier, "I am asking you a question."
Wen Ran pursed her lips and spoke softly, "Don’t you have a phobia of dirt? You hate so much yet want to fulfill my duties as a wife, aren’t you afraid I’ll dirty you?"
Dirty him?!
For a second, Fu Chenlie was stunned.
He had never heard of a situation where in matters between n and won, it was the woman who dirtied the man.
Wen Ran had indeed impressed him!
Fu Chenlie’s lips curved into a chilly smile, his dark eyes locking onto her delicate, innocent face, "Since you know I have a phobia, make sure you are extra clean when that day cos!"
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