Fu Chenlie looked at her with drooping eyes, his lips curled into a cold smile, "What did I say that you didn’t hear clearly? Why do you need to feign ignorance and ask again?"
"This is the office," Wen Ran reminded him.
But he countered, "What about the office?"
She steeled herself to answer, "Outside is the president’s office; everyone is working; there’s...no appropriate place..."
The man pressed on with each step, "What do you an by an appropriate place? What do you want? A sofa? Or a bed?"
Wen Ran was really at a loss for words.
Could he shut up?!
Seeing that she wasn’t talking, Fu Chenlie continued to press, "Or maybe...you don’t want to have children now, so you need contraceptives?"
Wen Ran, "..."
Her face flushed red, and she hung her head in silence.
She had never expected that Fu Chenlie could discuss such private matters with her unflinchingly.
Actually, she was quite bashful and couldn’t bear to look at him, let alone speak another word.
Seeing her afraid and anxious, the gnarled anger in his heart finally dissipated sowhat, and his rational mind gradually returned.
Looking down at her from above, he commanded, "After work, you go buy contraceptives."
Wen Ran imdiately looked up and blurted out, "Why ?"
"Because you’re the one who needs contraceptives."
"But it’s you who will use them..."
Fu Chenlie snickered, a malicious curve forming on his lips, "I can do without them, and you’d better also be able to have children; that would please even more."
With that, he leaned down close to her, his thin lips deliberately pausing at her ear, "Prepare yourself ntally. Tonight, you’re accompanying !"
The male breath that lingered in her ear amplified recklessly, seemingly awakening all her senses in an instant. The girl tensely shrank her neck, hanging her head and for a mont didn’t know what to say.
Fu Chenlie looked at her cowering like a frightened bird, his lips curling up in satisfaction as he left the lounge.
The mont he closed the door, his gaze shifted toward her wrist, catching sight of that striking red still shockingly vivid. His eyes darkened slightly; he couldn’t even imagine how much force he had applied just now.
Returning to his desk, Fu Chenlie dialed an internal line. After Cheng Cheng answered, he instructed, "Go buy so ointnt to remove the red marks, imdiately."
"Yes, Mr. Fu."
"Mm."
With that, he hung up the phone.
...
Inside the lounge, Wen Ran looked at her wrist, no longer feeling much pain.
Because now she was more troubled by the evening’s matter.
What should she do?
Could it be that tonight, returning to Huan Island Villa, she would have to lose herself to Fu Chenlie?
Although she said for herself that it’s a bargain not to be missed, having a relationship with a man she had no emotional foundation with still required overcoming a significant ntal barrier.
Moreover, she wasn’t ready.
What should she do? What should she do?!
Wen Ran took out her phone and sent a WeChat ssage to her best friend, Jiang Yan, seeking help.
"Ah Yan, I don’t know what I did to offend Fu Chenlie, but he wants to accompany him, just for tonight."
Jiang Yan replied quickly: "Accompany how? Sleep with him?"
Wen Ran, "..."
Why does everyone speak so bluntly?
She replied, "Sothing like that, what should I do?"
Jiang Yan, "You’re already husband and wife, what else can you do? It’s normal for him to want you to serve him in bed. And last ti I looked down from the upstairs, I caught a glimpse of Mr. Fu. Not only does he have a handso face, but with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, his features are indeed rare in the world, Ranran, you’ve got a good deal."
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