Fu Chenyuan noticed several small wounds on Jiang Wanning's hands.

"How did you get hurt?"

Jiang Wanning saw the anxiety in Fu Chenyuan's eyes, and her heart warmed.

"It's nothing, I just got it by accident, it'll be fine in a couple of days."

"I'll go get a band-aid."

"No need, the wound will heal faster if it's left open. It's just a minor injury."

Fu Chenyuan asked, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Wanning's nose suddenly stung with tears.

She could clearly endure this kind of pain; she had suffered even more serious injuries at the Zhao family and didn't feel anything. But when Fu Chenyuan asked her this, it seemed to hurt a lot, and she also felt a little wronged.

"It doesn't hurt." Jiang Wanning shook her head. "A-Yuan, do you want to drink?"

Fu Chenyuan looked calmly into Jiang Wanning's eyes and said, "If you want to drink, I'll drink with you."

"Then go take a shower, I'll go get the red wine."

"good."

When Fu Chenyuan came out after taking a shower, he smelled a faint scent of alcohol in the room, along with the fragrance of Jiang Wanning after her bath. The combination was somewhat intoxicating.

Jiang Wanning seemed preoccupied today.

She had already drunk a glass herself, and her cheeks were flushed with a light blush.

Jiang Wanning's face flushed after drinking.

Fu Chenyuan walked to the sofa in the bedroom, but instead of taking the wine glass, he first hugged Jiang Wanning.

Now Fu Chenyuan has changed into a belted bathrobe, the dark blue color of which makes his skin look even whiter.

Fu Chenyuan's embrace was devoid of any lust, filled only with heartache.

Upon smelling the refreshing scent emanating from Fu Chenyuan, Jiang Wanning's heart instantly calmed down.

She felt at ease; Fu Chenyuan put her mind at ease.

She thought this man was pretty good from the start.

It's not just not bad, it's excellent.

Neither of them spoke, and they simply hugged each other quietly for a minute or two, but it felt like an eternity. Neither of them was impatient; they just felt that hugging like this until the end of time was not bad.

Jiang Wanning drank another cup.

When she wanted to drink more, Fu Chenyuan grabbed Jiang Wanning's wrist and stopped her.

"Wanwan, I'm here. Tell me what's wrong, and we'll solve it together."

Jiang Wanning's alcohol tolerance wasn't very high, as Fu Chenyuan had already experienced.

At this moment, Jiang Wanning's cheeks became even redder, and the area around her eyes also turned red, making her look like she was about to cry.

She stared intently at Fu Chenyuan, then suddenly stood up and boldly sat on his lap.

Fu Chenyuan instinctively put his arm around Jiang Wanning's waist, and her soft arms climbed up Fu Chenyuan's neck.

Jiang Wanning was a little nervous and couldn't help but swallow.

Fu Chenyuan's eyes were so focused that he stared at her intently, so fixedly that no one could resist.

"Ah Yuan, I saw Lu Hong. She likes you."

Fu Chenyuan looked at her gently: "I don't need her affection. I rejected her, and I made it very clear. And then what?"

"She said you have a white moonlight. You have someone you like. Perhaps, Ayuan, the white moonlight Lu Hong was talking about is me? Ayuan, haven't we met before? Perhaps, the person you like is me?"

She bravely met Fu Chenyuan's gaze.

She didn't want to run away.

She already likes Fu Chenyuan.

Before Fu Chenyuan could answer, Jiang Wanning spoke again: "Fu Chenyuan, I like you. I already like you. Whether you believe it or not, in such a short time, I have come to like you."

For the first twenty-one years of her life, she had never liked anyone.

When she was still Zhao Wanning, she always remembered her engagement, upheld moral principles, and kept her distance from other men.

Many people pursued her, but none of them could win her heart.

Until Fu Chenyuan appeared.

She had a little to drink, but she wasn't drunk; she was perfectly sober and needed something to bolster her courage.

For the first time in her life, she took the initiative to express her feelings to a boy, and she didn't know what to do.

Oh, right, should we bring a gift too? She also bought cufflinks for Fu Chenyuan.

Does confessing your feelings require a gift to show sincerity?

She has already made her feelings clear: if Fu Chenyuan really has someone he likes and wants to pursue that girl, she will let go.

She absolutely refused to love in such a undignified way.

Why isn't Fu Chenyuan giving any response?

Jiang Wanning felt somewhat defeated.

She reached out and poked Fu Chenyuan's cheek, her voice soft, sounding like she was about to cry, and a little aggrieved.

"Ah Yuan, do you... have someone you like? Does my liking you make you feel awkward?"

She was still slightly drunk.

She tilted her head, getting very close to him, and watched Fu Chenyuan's reaction.

Fu Chenyuan's whole body was stiff at this moment.

Was he dreaming? What did he hear?

"Wanwan, what did you just say? Say it again."

Jiang Wanning refused to speak at this point, feeling somewhat shy.

How can someone be forced to confess their feelings a second time after confessing once?

Jiang Wanning wanted to get up from Fu Chenyuan's embrace. She had bought cufflinks for Fu Chenyuan and wanted to give them to him as a gift.

Fu Chenyuan misunderstood Jiang Wanning's meaning. Seeing Jiang Wanning move, he tightened his arms around her.

"Don't leave me. Wanwan, I heard you. You said you like me. Wanwan, I like you too. I love you. There's no white moonlight, it's you, it's always been you. Wanwan, you said you liked me first, so I won't let go, I'll never let go, not even if it kills me. For the rest of your life, be prepared to be haunted by me until you die."

Jiang Wanning's eyes widened upon hearing this.

"I... I didn't intend to give up either. I had already thought it through before agreeing to get the marriage certificate with you, and I'm serious about this marriage."

Seeing Fu Chenyuan looking at her with such intense gaze, Jiang Wanning felt a little overwhelmed by his intense affection.

"Fu Chenyuan, what do you like about me?"

I like it everywhere.

"But since we got our marriage certificate, you haven't touched me at all," Jiang Wanning said, her voice tinged with grievance.

She wrapped her arms around Fu Chenyuan's neck.

"You don't touch me. You say you like me, but I don't feel it."

She could feel Fu Chenyuan's kindness towards her.

She just always thought it was Fu Chenyuan's way of showing responsibility.

Even if Fu Chenyuan marries another woman, he would still do the same thing, right?

Jiang Wanning was not entirely unperturbed when she saw Lu Hong today.

Lu Hong and Fu Chenyuan knew each other well. She had seen Fu Chenyuan's disheveled appearance when he was young, and she should have also seen him when he was full of vigor and ambition.

Jiang Wanning admitted that she was jealous.

Despite her calm and composed demeanor in front of Lu Hong, she was actually quite anxious inside.