Fu Hanzheng might have done this to consider the bigger picture, and she understood his approach.
Yet, such behavior from Fu Hanzheng always left him feeling somewhat disappointed.
She bit her lip hard.
Trying to suppress her feelings of grievance.
And just then, she heard Fu Hanzheng say to Song Chuoqiao, "Miss Song, listen, I am not someone who likes to deceive myself."
"Since you have just repeatedly confirmed to me that Mrs. Song suffers from depression, then I'll give you one more choice."
Song Chuoqiao was dizzy.
She felt like her brain couldn't function anymore.
She didn't understand what Fu Hanzheng meant.
"Hanzheng, I... I don't quite understand."
In fact, a woman's intuition had already told her.
Things were developing in an unfavorable direction.
She was afraid but desperately tried to hide it.
Only she knew how her teeth were trembling as she spoke.
She was so very afraid.
Fu Hanzheng's face was cold.
