After returning to the manor, Zhou Wenwen's gaze still lingered on An Yan.
Fu Shiyan furrowed his brows slightly and blocked her view, "Do you need eye drops?"
Zhou Wenwen was stunned, "Eye drops? There's nothing wrong with my eyes."
"Staring at something for too long can cause dry eyes, eye soreness, and fatigue."
Hearing this, Zhou Wenwen then realized Fu Shiyan was letting his jealousy show again.
They say women are made of water, but this man must be made of vinegar!
She let out a dry chuckle, "My eyes do feel a bit uncomfortable, I'll go to my room to put some eye drops in."
Fu Shiyan finally felt a bit more at ease. His woman had been looked at by so many people for much of the night.
This made him very displeased.
Just as Zhou Wenwen left, Fu Jinqiao hurried over, "Younger Uncle, can I borrow Younger Auntie for a bit tonight?"
"It's nighttime, not daytime, don't daydream."
Fu Jinqiao pouted, "So stingy! Can't I at least take a few photos with her?"
