Thankfully, Fu Chenlie didn’t have any improper thoughts toward her, a money-loving woman. He stood still, gazing down at her as he asked, "Today at Tongque Building, Lu Jinglun asked you about learning to drive, who taught well. Do you rember how you answered?"
Wen Ran imdiately felt uneasy.
At the sa ti, she was utterly speechless.
So many hours had passed, and now, just before sleep, he ca to settle scores with her?
Could Fu Chenlie’s competitive spirit not be so strong?
She hung her head, silent.
His voice grew sharper. "Mute now?"
Wen Ran looked up, smiled into his eyes. "Of course, my husband taught well, is that even a question?"
The man scoffed, "Really?"
"Yes."
"How co I recall that today at Tongque Building, you didn’t say that?"
She craftily said, "In front of outsiders, surely I can’t tell the whole truth?"
Fu Chenlie arched his brow slightly, "Oh?"
Wen Ran started to make things up. "You are my husband, husband and wife are one, aning we are family. Although Mr. Lu is close to you, he is still just a friend, not living with us, an outsider to our husband and wife."
At this point, she paused, interacting with him, "An outsider, you understand?"
Fu Chenlie didn’t speak, but his gaze clearly said "continue."
She indeed continued, "As an outsider, Mr. Lu helping to learn driving, I surely had to say he taught well. If I had said in front of him that you taught well, he would surely feel unappreciated, then uncomfortable, and also think that you married a wife with a low EQ, which would embarrass you. If I say he taught well, he would feel joy thinking that you married a high-EQ wife, not only happy himself but also admiring your taste."
"Your brain can think that far?"
"Don’t underestimate . Although I don’t make as much money as you, I can still handle personal relations."
He curved his lips sarcastically, "Can’t do things, only handle relations?"
Wen Ran pursed her lips, her voice lowering a bit, "...that’s not what I an."
Fu Chenlie shifted positions, leaning against the door fra, casting her a glance, "You only cared about making Lu Jinglun, this outsider, happy. Why not consider your husband’s, this insider’s, feelings? From childhood to now, in everything, I have never lost to Lu Jinglun."
She was sowhat speechless.
The speech she had just made had used up almost all her story-making ability.
So much so that now... she didn’t know how to bluff anymore.
Fu Chenlie snorted, "Nothing left to say?"
Wen Ran’s gears turned, looking at him very sincerely, "My true thoughts are indeed that you taught well. In my heart, you have beaten Mr. Lu."
"How so?"
"You pay more attention to practical experience, letting practice more. Today I could easily drive you ho while you were drinking, and even picked up Ms. Xu, whom you care about. Doesn’t that prove my driving is up to standard? That’s you making pass, your rit undeniable."
The man stared into her innocent eyes, and for a second, from deep within, he acknowledged the charm of her face.
Then, his gaze drifted down, glimpsing the scenery beneath her loose pajamas. In that mont, his eyes darkened slightly.
Fu Chenlie’s gaze returned to her fair face. "Since my contribution is undeniable, how do you plan to thank ?"
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