Since Su Wanwan had said that, Aunt Fu still wanted to give Su Wanwan and her grandson a chance to be alone together.
Seeing that his grandson had finished taking his medicine, he made up an excuse and left.
Su Wanwan smiled and saw her to the elevator, then quickly returned to Fu Yan's ward.
"You've figured it out too, haven't you? Auntie is trying to set us up."
Fu Yan coughed several more times, but it seemed like he was faking it.
Su Wanwan handed him a glass of cool water: "Mr. Fu, you can have a sip of water to soothe your throat before you speak."
Fu Yan had seen many fair and clean hands, but he rarely saw hands without manicures. The pink nails looked as sweet as peaches.
They hadn't noticed when Grandma was there, but now that it's just the two of them in the house, they've become much more observant.
He swallowed the water, put down the glass, and asked, "Ms. Su, as a woman, don't you like getting your nails done?"
Su Wanwan smiled faintly: "Does Mr. Fu think that all women in this world have to get manicures to be considered women? Then does that mean that only responsible men are considered men?"
Every word and phrase embodies Yin and Yang.
Fu Yan paused for a moment and said, "I won't argue with you. Men can never win an argument with women."
"Speaking is a skill, and since it's a skill, it can be learned. How can there be any such thing as a woman being better than a man, or a man being better than a woman?"
Fu Yan fell silent once again.
He simply couldn't win an argument with Su Wanwan.
But he also vaguely guessed what Su Wanwan's purpose was.
Anyway, the visitors are not friendly.
Su Wanwan picked up a red apple from the side, put on gloves, picked up a knife, and changed the subject: "Let me peel an apple for Mr. Fu."
People are always most relaxed when they are eating, and while peeling the apple, Su Wanwan was also thinking about how to break down his defenses.
Having just finished peeling it, Su Wanwan carefully cut it into pieces, inserted long toothpicks, and then picked out a piece to hand to him.
Fu Yan turned his head away, revealing his sharply defined jawline.
"Mr. Fu, are you not appreciating my kindness? I can see that. When I saw my aunt out just now, my grandmother said that she hoped that after I divorced Mr. Jiang, I would marry into the Fu family and become your wife. Don't you want to look at me a few more times now?"
Fu Yan remained silent, coughed a few more times, and thought of Ouyang Maomao the whole time.
"Really not going to eat?" Su Wanwan asked.
Fu Yan said, "I don't like eating apples."
It's not that he doesn't like apples, it's just that Ouyang Maomao likes to eat them, and he's afraid that if he eats an apple, he won't be able to stop thinking about her.
Su Wanwan, on the other hand, always brought up topics that were best left unsaid.
"You don't eat apples? I remember the cat loves apples the most. Since you like him so much, you should extend that love to everything he eats."
Fu Yan fell silent, not uttering a word. At this moment, he felt like strangling Su Wanwan.
After a brief standoff, Su Wanwan picked up the wax apple and stood up.
"Okay, I'll go wash the wax apple for you. Auntie said you like wax apples. As for the apple, I'll eat it in a bit."
When Su Wanwan got up, Fu Yan glanced at her a few more times.
When she finished washing the apples in the small kitchen and brought out a large plate of them, her eyes were filled with a hazy smile.
She placed the bowl in front of Fu Yan and handed one to him, saying, "Here, Mr. Fu, have one."
This scene reminded him of Ouyang Maomao when he was a child. Back then, she also had an innocent expression and a radiant smile as she handed him a wax apple and said the same words.
He missed Ouyang Maomao more and more.
But he didn't want to disrupt her plans.
He also coldly watched Su Wanwan.
Seeing that he wouldn't accept the wax apple, Su Wanwan rolled her eyes at him and started eating it herself.
"If you don't want to eat it, fine, I'll eat it myself. Anyway, I quite like wax apples."
Taking a crunchy bite, Su Wanwan exclaimed, "Mmm! So sweet!"
He has loved eating wax apples since he was a child, and he couldn't help but look at Su Wanwan when he saw her tempting appearance.
Seeing her take bite after bite, eating one after another, I became unhappy.
However, watching Su Wanwan eat the wax apple, he casually picked up a cigarette, lit it immediately, and then looked up at Su Wanwan.
“Ms. Su, I know why you came to see me today.”
While eating a wax apple, Su Wanwan asked, "Why do you think I came to see you?"
"You want to know if the kittens in the cat's belly are mine, right?"
Su Wanwan smiled and ignored him, holding a wax apple in her hand. She tasted the sweetness of the wax apple before replying to him.
"Dude, no, I came to get close to you so that we could connect emotionally beforehand. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bought wax apples. I only bought them because my grandma said you like them."
After finishing her meal, she stared intently at Fu Yan. “Mr. Fu is quite handsome and shouldn’t have been abandoned. You know, Jiang Shengjun has been very cold towards me lately and can’t meet my emotional needs at all.”
"Since he can't satisfy me, I'll go find someone who can satisfy my emotional needs. Besides, Aunt Fu wants me to marry you, so I don't have any real purpose for coming here today. I'm here for you."
"If Jiang Shengjun divorces me one day and marries Ouyang Maomao, we might as well become a couple. It'll be infuriating..."
them.
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Yan interrupted seriously: "The child in Maomao's belly is mine. I will never marry anyone but her in this life, so you don't need to waste your breath on me. Grandma liking you is Grandma's business, it has nothing to do with me. My liking for Maomao is my business, it has nothing to do with Grandma."
A real man!
Su Wanwan never expected that he was such a romantic!
No wonder he couldn't understand why she would commit suicide for Ouyang Maomao.
"You can't just say things like that, Mr. Fu. You have to take responsibility for what you say."
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