Jiang Mian looked up, and in an instant, she was embraced in the man's arms. The coldness of the winter air still clung to his clothes, soothing her inadvertently.
Fu Sichen looked down, his voice calm as ever, "Need me to shut you up?"
???
How could this man say those three words without even blushing?
Not embarrassed in the slightest.
Must be listening to that nonsense from Miss Su Lixing.
A flood of messy events from the day flashed through Jiang Mian's mind, and she immediately pushed Fu Sichen away, her hands crossed over her chest as she asked accusingly, "Were you outside cozying up with an old flame and only remembered your wife after?"
Fu Sichen was caught off guard by Jiang Mian's sudden accusation.
He smirked at Jiang Mian's somewhat haughty little face, "What old flame? You are the only one for me."
Pfft!
Believe that, and you'll believe anything.
"The gifts for Mrs. Fu are all over here..."
