Is he even a man?
Fu Rongchen's temple throbbed, and his eyes narrowed slightly. "Then, when will I be able to attend your wedding?"
This abrupt question left Shangguan Yanran stunned. "What wedding banquet?"
Fu Rongchen pursed his lips slightly. "I heard you've already looked at a few. Are there any you're satisfied with?"
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran immediately understood what he meant.
She frowned slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.
How did Fu Rongchen find out about her dating someone?
But why did she feel that Fu Rongchen's gaze was somewhat eerie when he said those words?
She cleared her throat and changed the subject, "Are you free today?"
"What are you doing?" Fu Rongchen asked indifferently.
“I’m hungry. If you’re free, let’s go to Wangchun Tower together.” Shangguan Yanran was completely unaware of Fu Rongchen’s strange behavior. When the topic of food came up, her eyes lit up. Then, as if she had just thought of something, she blinked. “Of course, you’ll have to treat me! Okay, it’s settled then. I’ll go put down the picture album and come right away.”
As soon as Fu Rongchen finished speaking, he ran away, leaving no chance to say his refusal.
He frowned, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with this side of Shangguan Yanran.
Before long, Shangguan Yanran returned.
She stood outside the door and called out, "Fu Rongchen, you can go now."
Fu Rongchen frowned slightly, then finally stepped out.
Seeing the girl's excited expression, he simply couldn't bring himself to refuse.
Only after leaving the mansion did he remember something and reached out to stop Shangguan Yanran, "Wait a moment."
"What?" Shangguan Yanran asked, puzzled.
Fu Rongchen's gaze fell on her ink-stained face, his brows furrowing. "You don't actually intend to go out like this, do you?"
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran looked down at her own attire, saw nothing amiss, and looked up at him strangely, "What else can I do? Do you expect me to redo my makeup and dress up?"
Fu Rongchen sighed, bent down and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, handing it to her, "You have ink on your face, wipe it off."
"Oh." Shangguan Yanran was taken aback for a moment before realizing what she meant. She reached out and took the handkerchief, asking, "Which spot?"
"Left cheek," Fu Rongchen said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran took a handkerchief and wiped her left cheek, asking, "Is it wiped off?"
Fu Rongchen stared at the stains on her temples and shook his head.
Shangguan Yanran had no choice but to wipe it off again, but even after wiping her face until it was red, she still couldn't remove the ink.
"And now?"
The girl looked at him with watery eyes. Fu Rongchen was stunned for a moment, then helplessly took the handkerchief from her hand and wiped the ink off her face.
Shangguan Yanran was stunned for a moment.
As he wiped his face, he took two steps closer, instantly shortening the distance between them. She seemed to smell the faint scent of ink on him.
It's a scent that only Fu Rongchen possesses.
She felt a little dizzy and secretly glanced at him.
Although she had given up on liking him, he was still as refined and handsome as ever, exuding a charming allure in every gesture.
When she saw him carefully fold the soiled handkerchief and place it close to his body, her heart began to race, and her face flushed.
Doesn't he mind getting dirty?
Moreover, the handkerchief had wiped her face, and he had kept it close to his body...
She pursed her lips, her mind in turmoil.
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