Jiang Wanning likes gentle and mild-mannered people. He can pretend to be gentle and mild-mannered for a while, but he can't pretend forever.
Fu Chenyuan thought so.
Therefore, it's better to let Jiang Wanning see what kind of person he is as soon as possible.
Some people say they feel disgusted just looking at his face.
Why does someone who should just rot in the mud have such a bewitching face?
Jiang Wanning said that this face is very beautiful, a face that is blessed by God, so why would she hate it? She likes it more than anything.
The little boy said that he was a monster, and anyone who got close to him would be devoured and become unfortunate.
What did Jiang Wanning say?
The world seemed to have become very distant. Jiang Wanning's cherry lips opened and closed, but he seemed not to hear anything, just staring blankly at Jiang Wanning.
Jiang Wanning felt that Fu Chenyuan's condition was not right.
She stirred, pressed her hands against Fu Chenyuan's cheeks, and gently cradled him: "Chenyuan, are you listening to me, Chenyuan?"
The warmth of her palm gradually spread, her vision seemed to focus again, and she could hear sounds again.
Fu Chenyuan asked in a hoarse voice, "Wanwan, what did you say?"
Jiang Wanning cupped Fu Chenyuan's face in her hands, looking into his eyes with utmost seriousness: "I understand. In that case, let them go bankrupt. If that really happens, I'm actually quite happy. Chenyuan, thank you for taking the blame for me. The real bad guy is me, not you."
She said, "I understand, thank you," and she was happy.
She didn't see him as a monster.
Fu Chenyuan held Jiang Wanning tightly in his arms.
He held her so tightly, as if he wanted to pull her into his flesh and blood, to melt her into his very being.
Jiang Wanning was a little breathless, but she didn't interrupt. After Fu Chenyuan calmed down a bit, she said, "You're holding me too tightly."
Fu Chenyuan quickly let go of his hand, very nervous: "Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Did I hurt you?"
Jiang Wan Ning smiled. Fu Chen Yuan thought too highly of her. She wasn't a fragile shark.
"No, it didn't hurt, I just had a little trouble breathing."
So be it, let them go bankrupt.
If she hadn't had antibodies, if she hadn't had Xiao Zhang, if she hadn't met Fu Chenyuan, perhaps she would already be fish on the chopping block of the Zhao family, at their mercy.
Fu Chenyuan was standing up for her, and she accepted his kindness.
Or rather, deep down, she wasn't a kind person at all.
She repeatedly gave in, but they kept pushing her limits.
"Also, no matter what kind of person you are, I only believe what I see and what I feel. Shen Yuan, you are very good."
A simple "Chen Yuan, you're very good" brought tears to Fu Chenyuan's eyes.
He was afraid Jiang Wanning would see it, but Jiang Wanning did see it.
Jiang Wanning felt a pang of pain in her heart.
Others only saw Fu Chenyuan's strength, ruthlessness, and plunder, but never thought about his past experiences, nor did they know that Fu Chenyuan was also a flesh-and-blood person who could be vulnerable.
"Wanwan, will you love me? Can you slowly give me a little bit of your love?"
“Okay, I will,” she replied.
She was certain that she and Fu Chenyuan had met before, but she couldn't remember.
She asked Fu Chenyuan, but Fu Chenyuan did not answer.
She stopped asking questions.
If she had ever met Fu Chenyuan, she probably wouldn't have forgotten him, after all, men as handsome as Fu Chenyuan are rare.
There are many good-looking people, but not many are as good-looking as Fu Chenyuan.
Jiang Wanning received a message on her phone. She glanced at it and smiled: "Grandma and Mom asked if we were ready yet, and they want us to come over for lunch."
Time really flies.
Jiang Wanning got up and went to the main house with Fu Chenyuan.
Fu Chenyuan grasped Jiang Wanning's hand, which was hanging by her side. She turned her head to look at him, then smiled gently. Instead of pulling away, she grasped Fu Chenyuan's hand in return.
After lunch, just as Fu Chenyuan had said, he had other business to attend to at his company and left in a hurry.
Grandma Fu and Ye Shuxiang both had the habit of taking a nap, as did Jiang Wanning.
"Xiao Ning, you can sleep in Chen Yuan's courtyard. We'll try on your wedding dress when you get up this afternoon."
A wedding dress? It's ready so quickly?
Seemingly sensing Jiang Wanning's suspicion, Old Madam Fu smiled and said, "The wedding dress was prepared by Shen Yuan. After the wedding was arranged that day, he told us that we didn't need to prepare a wedding dress, saying that he had already prepared one."
At this time, Chen Yan had already returned from his business trip to the Fu Group.
He felt he had lost weight.
Before coming in, I met my younger brother, Chen Zheng.
Chen Zheng looked at Chen Yan with sympathy. He was so thin; it was obvious that he had been working overtime and staying up late all night.
"Brother, is it worth it to work this hard?"
Chen Yan stopped and answered seriously, "It's worth it! Without President Fu, we don't know where we would be now."
Chen Zheng also dropped his teasing expression and nodded: "Then go ahead. Brother, you'll have to take on more responsibility."
"Slippery!" Chen Yan couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.
"Mr. Fu, the handover over there is almost complete. Leave the team there to follow up."
"Okay." Fu Chenyuan stood by the window, turned around upon hearing this, and seemed to have a hint of spring in his eyes and brows.
But soon, Fu Chenyuan regained his decisive and ruthless demeanor: "The official website issued a statement saying that my father-in-law and mother-in-law are only Jiang Xinkai and Xia Rushan."
Chen Yan knew that Fu Chenyuan was about to close the net.
Rumors are circulating in the industry that Fu Chenyuan and Jiang Wanning are getting married.
Jiang Wanning was someone everyone in Zhao Wanning's circle knew.
That day, Zhao Dehong used Old Madam Zhao to call Jiang Wanning over, and Fu Chenyuan was furious.
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