“I will stand by what I say; the child in her belly is mine.”
"When did this happen? Actually, I didn't come here to marry you. I love Jiang Shengjun very much and don't want to be separated from him in the future. But this matter has caused trouble for both of us recently, so I came to see you. I didn't expect you to reveal this yourself."
Su Wanwan handed Fu Yan a wax apple, indicating her purpose and expressing her curiosity.
Fu Yan then took the wax apple and said naturally, "I already saw what you were up to. You and Mr. Jiang have such a good relationship, how could you just break it off like that?"
"When exactly did you and the cat... you know... do that?"
Fu Yan took a bite of the wax apple. "Ms. Su's question is too direct. I don't want to answer it."
When this was mentioned, Fu Yan thought of that night when Ouyang Maomao pounced on him like a wolf, a sight he loved.
"No, buddy, why are you blushing?!"
Fu Yan started coughing again.
"Cough cough cough..."
He clenched his fist, covered his mouth, and coughed several times.
"Ms. Su, do you and Mr. Jiang usually speak so bluntly?"
Su Wanwan: "Yes, and you keep calling me Ms. Su, Ms. Su, it's so formal. I prefer people to call me Miss Su."
"Give me another wax apple and I'll tell you why I can't call you 'Miss'."
Su Wanwan handed it to him, and he said, "Because many people call women who sell themselves 'Miss,' I call you 'Madam' out of respect."
"Wow! Fu Yan, you're amazing!"
Fu Yan shook his head at Su Wanwan, looking at her like she was a younger sister, and smiled.
Su Wanwan asked him, "What are you laughing at?"
He said, "I'm laughing at how innocent and naive you are; it's quite wonderful."
This angered Su Wanwan. She put the whole plate of wax apples into a bag, picked up the bag of wax apples, and got up to leave. "Is that a derogatory term? You can't eat these wax apples. Go buy some yourself if you want to."
"How can you return a gift you've already given?" Fu Yan asked after clearing his throat twice.
"Who gave you permission to say that about me?"
"Alright, alright, come back here, Ms. Su. Saying you're naive doesn't mean you're stupid; you're still quite smart."
Su Wanwan: ...
How do I feel...?
Is he implying something between her and him?
Su Wanwan left with the wax apples, and turned off the recording device on her phone after she went outside.
Since he had nothing to do in the afternoon and was bored, Fu Yan thought he might as well...
She turned back.
She opened the door, carrying a wax apple in her hand.
"I'm back, Mr. Fu. Think about it, I'll chat with you for a while. We'll talk about you and Maomao, how you met, and how you feel about being with her. If you're willing to talk, I'll stay. If not, you can forget about eating this wax apple."
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