Chen Song was speechless. Even a dead duck's mouth is not as hard as President Fu's!
Shi Qian's heart ached as she listened to the words.
He looked at her with extreme oppression, making her feel like she lacked oxygen. She tried to push Fu Sinian. Suddenly, her chin tightened as he caught her.
He raised her small face so that she met his gaze.
Those dark eyes were bottomless, like an endless black hole. Shi Qian felt like she was about to be sucked into his gaze.
Suddenly, Fu Sinian spoke.
"Qian Qian, if you want to remarry me, you have to show some sincerity before I'll consider it."
"What sincerity?"
"Like, proposing to me or something."
Shi Qian was speechless.
Fu Sinian let go of her chin and tugged at his tie. He turned to look out the car window with an indifferent expression.
Now, she was the one who had to be anxious, not him.
