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Wen Ran stared at Fu Chenlie, pursed her lips slightly, and asked in a low voice: "If you go to the old house, grandma asks how your head was injured, what are you going to say?"

"Tell the truth." He looked indifferent.

Wen Ran was very anxious: "Then grandma knows that we don't have sex?"

Fu Chenlie glanced at her: "So?"

She thought of an idea: "You... just say that you accidentally hit it."

"Do you think everyone is as stupid as you, so stupid that they can shoot themselves in the foot?"

"So you think it's more honorable to be smashed by others?"

He raised his eyes, and there was a little bit of displeasure in his dark eyes, and when he spoke, he had that bullying tone again: "Wen Ran, are you talking back?"

Wen Ran gritted her teeth, and stood up from the sofa: "You can tell grandma whatever you want, you'll know if you don't have intercourse. Anyway, after grandma finds out, she will definitely not do anything to me. When the time comes, she will embarrass her. It's you, then don't regret it."

After finishing speaking, she turned and walked towards the stairs.

"Stop!" The man's cold voice sounded behind him.

Wen Ran stopped and looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

The latter frowned, with a dangerous tone: "Again?"

She curled her lips and corrected her words: "...what's wrong?"

"I have an appointment tonight, so I won't be at home for dinner. You can settle the dinner yourself."

Hearing this, Wen Ran silently rolled her eyes in her heart.

What he said is the same as he solved the dinner at home, which meal was not made by her?

She didn't answer, and said lightly: "Then I went to the old house for dinner at noon, and I stayed in the old house with grandma, and went back to the villa after dinner in the evening."

The man sneered: "It's a beautiful idea, but who told you that you are going to the old house at noon?"

Wen Ran was taken aback.

Didn't you say it?

It seems that she didn't say anything, it was all she guessed after listening to the few words that Fu Chenlie and grandma uttered on the phone.

After she figured it out, a smile appeared on her face: "Then husband, shall we have lunch at home?"

"Otherwise? Hungry?"

"I'll cook something delicious for you at noon, and you'll be satisfied."

Fu Chenlie glared at her, and judged coldly: "Changing faces is faster than turning pages."

Wen Ran was in a good mood at the moment, and didn't care about what he said at all. He also patiently explained the reason for his bad attitude just now: "Actually, I was mainly worried that if grandma troubled you after going to the old house, you would be unhappy. You are my husband, I hope you are happy."

After all, only when he is happy can she feel better.

The man didn't judge anything. He got up from the sofa and raised his chin towards the documents on the coffee table: "Pack everything up and take it to the study."

After saying that, Fu Chenlie lifted his foot, passed Wen Ran, and went upstairs first.

She looked at his back, and responded belatedly: "Okay, I'll send it up right away."

Wen Ran was in a good mood, humming a song and tidying up the documents on the table.

Eating at home at noon, grandma won't know that she smashed Fu Chenlie's head.

In the evening, Fu Chenlie wanted to go out for dinner with her friends, so she could also drop by to help Zhao Xiuyun.

Everything is just right.

She packed up the documents and went upstairs with them.

When entering the study, Fu Chenlie had just lit a cigarette.

Seeing that the lighter he was holding in his right hand was the one she gave him, Wen Ran couldn't help cursing——

I have been holding it, and I can't bear to put it down. Do you like the gift from her so much?

Since you like it, why did you still mock it just now?

Very ill.