Her heart trembled at the sound of the lock clicking into place, and she couldn't help but turn to accuse him, "I didn't ask you to buy the house, I will absolutely not sleep with you just because of a house."
Fu Yanye settled back into his seat, his hand lightly resting on the steering wheel, smiling.
"Right! You sleep with me purely because you love me!"
Fu Yanye nodded solemnly as he spoke.
Zhuo Jian doubted her own ears or perhaps his comprehension skills.
Purely because she loved him?
Ha!
Where did he get that confidence from?
Angered, she turned to look out the window and said, "Hurry up and open the door, I want to go home!"
Fu Yanye was still in his seat, taking a quick glance at her.
Zhuo Jian, frustrated, slapped the car door and glared at him in turn.
Fu Yanye clearly saw her eyes turning red, his expression unconsciously sobering up.
Zhuo Jian wanted to say something else, but her cell phone picked the worst time to ring.
