She looked at Fu Nanxiao, stubbornly wanting an answer.
Fu Nanxiao rubbed his temples: "Jiang Yilai, Gu Nianqiang and I are not as complicated as you think, nor are we that simple. You just need to be your Mrs. Fu and don't worry about anything else."
Jiang Yilai's breath hitched, and she couldn't help but sneer.
It's not that simple. He and Gu Nianqiang are just old lovers who can't forget their past relationship.
"Peace of mind? My husband is still entangled with his ex-girlfriend, how can I be at peace?"
She took a deep breath: "Fu Nanxiao, I never insisted on being Mrs. Fu. I've said it many times, I can get a divorce anytime..."
"Don't even think about it." Fu Nanxiao's expression turned cold upon hearing the word "divorce."
His agitation intensified.
He really couldn't understand women's minds. Jiang Yilai clearly liked him, but she was so serious when it came to divorce.
His eyes were cold and sharp: "I don't want to hear the word 'divorce' again."
Jiang Yilai, unable to bear it any longer, said, "I don't understand why you disagree? Fu Nanxiao, do you love me? Do you need me? If not, then why won't you let me go?"
Her accusations gave Fu Nanxiao a headache.
The effects of the medication hadn't completely worn off, and his head was still spinning. Faced with Jiang Yilai's relentless pursuit, he lost his usual composure.
He frowned: "If I didn't need you, I wouldn't have dragged you into the lounge today!"
He felt disgusted by all other women; he only wanted to touch her.
He thought he had made it obvious enough.
But Jiang Yilai didn't understand: "So, you're not getting a divorce just for your physical needs?"
Fu Nanxiao was almost laughing out of anger.
He was furious when he saw Jiang Yilai still looking aggrieved and incredulous.
He grabbed Jiang Yilai, pinched her chin, and looked straight into her eyes.
"Jiang Yilai, are you stupid?"
Fu Nanxiao gritted his teeth in anger, looking at her and saying each word clearly: "You said you wanted an equal, respectful husband, someone who would let everyone know who you are. Haven't I made it obvious enough?"
Buzz—
Jiang Yilai was so shocked by those words that her eyes widened suddenly.
What does he mean?
Did he not forget what he said when he was drunk that day?
Jiang Yilai's heart pounded like a drum, as if it were about to leap out of her chest.
The events of the past few days flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.
He gave her the contract for the Jiang's Building.
All of Fu's employees know that she is Mrs. Fu.
At today's banquet.
lounge.
Jiang Yilai's heart was beating faster and faster.
A startling guess surfaced in her mind, and she stammered, "Fu Nanxiao, you...you like me?"
She finally asked the question.
And the strange and contradictory behavior of Fu Nanxiao that had been swirling in her mind finally found a reasonable explanation.
Fu Nanxiao awkwardly looked away, gritting his teeth: "Stupid woman."
Jiang Yilai leaned back in her chair, remaining silent.
She touched her chest, suppressing the joy that almost burst forth from her chest.
"Have you lost your voice?"
Seeing that she didn't speak, Fu Nanxiao glanced at her.
Jiang Yilai's cheeks were burning.
Not knowing what to say, she simply kept her mouth shut and remained silent.
But the blush on her ears had already betrayed her feelings.
So cowardly.
Fu Nanxiao scoffed lightly, but the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly.
The carriage fell silent again.
But the atmosphere was inexplicably relaxed and sweet.
"Boss, we've arrived."
The car stopped in front of the villa.
After the initial surprise, Jiang Yilai felt somewhat flustered and confused.
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