Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 51 You need both money and heart, Nuan Nuan, you are really greedy
What he meant by this was to show that she was different, and only she was suitable for the identity of Mrs. Fu.Or are you telling her that apart from the empty shell of Mrs. Fu, she is no different from those women?
Wiping off the tears on her face, An Nuan's eyes were bent into a crescent shape, "Then Mr. Fu, guess what is the most precious thing in my eyes?"

"Huh?" Fu Xiheng held his pocket with one hand, and his thin lips showed a faint smile.

The reason why he didn't ask was because he concluded that the answer she gave must be completely different.

An Nuan stepped forward with a smile, closing the distance between the two of them again.

The slender white fingers came to the collar of his shirt, with a focused expression, and elegantly fastened the top button for him.

Looking up, looking at the handsome face that easily makes people blush and heartbeat so close, she slowly said: "The most precious thing in my eyes is not gold, silver and jewelry, but Mr. Fu."

"Similarly, what I want is not Mrs. Fu's position. It's... the position in Mr. Fu's heart."

If she had been blindly evading and retreating in defeat before, would her odds of winning be better if she took the initiative to attack now?
She has nothing to be proud of, but she is born with pride.

Perhaps, what she can call capital is Fu Xiheng's interest in herself.

"Oh, it's me?" Fu Xiheng grabbed her hand on the collar of the shirt, gently stroked her wrist bone, and a low smile came out of his throat, "Why?"

"Because Mr. Fu is rich." An Nuan's eyebrows were serious, and there was a smell of obscenity, "Mr. Fu is a treasury in itself. If you get Mr. Fu, you can get everything."

Seeing Fu Xiheng staring at her without saying a word, An Nuan continued, "Of course, this is far from enough. I still need to win Mr. Fu's heart, so that I can be regarded as a winner in life."

She seemed to have figured it out.

If Fu Xiheng must have her, then why doesn't she fight for herself?

She was even so sure that she would not lose.

One year, two years, even ten years, as long as he is willing, then she dares to love.

Fu Xiheng stopped what he was doing, raised his hand to raise An Nuan's serious and stubborn face, and parted his thin lips lightly, "You want both money and heart, Nuan Nuan, you are really greedy."

"There is also the identity of Mrs. Fu." An Nuan said frankly and confidently, "But Mr. Fu happens to be interested in a greedy woman like me, isn't he?"

"Coincidentally?" Fu Xiheng held her face in his hands, lowered his head and stared carefully.

On her body, he seemed to catch a familiar shadow.

The same pride, the same stubbornness.

He still remembers the girl who illuminated his life, who was much shorter than him back then, and could only reach his shoulders on tiptoe.

But it was such a skinny little girl who once swore to him that she would marry him in the future and become the happiest bride in the world.

"Nuannuan," Fu Xiheng spoke slowly, with the hot and humid breath lingering on her face.

He said: "Wouldn't it be more emotional to replace 'coincidence' with destiny?"

Before An Nuan could react, Fu Xiheng lowered his head and sealed her lips.

At first, An Nuan just closed her eyes and endured silently.

She didn't show any timidity, but she didn't react either.

　You are a tree with flowers blooming, and a swallow is whispering among the beams.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)