Fu Lingye's attempt to be romantic was treated with disdain by Mu Tongrui.

After cancelling all 15 goods yet to be shipped, Mu Tongrui let out a long sigh of relief.

“Lingye, do you not know about the 11.11 sale?” She turned towards Lingye and asked.

“Do I need to know?”

“...”

Mu Tongrui's mouth twitched slightly. Fu Lingye was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He said nothing, but his expressions made it clear that he doesn't need to be aware about the 11.11 sale since he is a wealthy man.

“The password is your birth date,” Fu Lingye said as he handed Mu Tongrui a credit card.

“Why are you giving me a credit card all of a sudden?” Mu Tongrui asked.

“You've already spent a lot of money on the ring, right?”

Mu Tongrui was startled. “About ten thousand. I've never spent more than five thousand in a single purchase ever since my family declared bankruptcy, but since it was for you, I spent the money willingly,” Mu Tongrui replied with a smile.

At that time, Han Ling was also there. She would feel humiliated if she didn't purchase the ring.

“Use this card next time,” Fu Lingye said while patting her head and looking at her affectionately.

“Wouldn't it seem insincere if I were to use your money to buy your present?”

“You are my partner, and it is justified for my partner to spend my money.”

Mu Tongrui was touched upon hearing those words.

Though it was a rare occurrence, she could not resist whenever Fu Lingye said something really sweet to her.

“It looks really good on you. I have a good eye,” Mu Tongrui said while lying in his arms and toying with the ring on his ring finger.

“Every potter praises his pot,” Fu Lingye replied.

“...”

Fu Lingye's phone rang for a while, but since he wouldn't pick it up, it cut off after a while.

“What if it's important? Why didn't you pick up the phone?” Mu Tongrui asked.

“It's just a spam call. Get up. Let's go home.”

After putting on her coat, Mu Tongrui followed Fu Lingye out of the office. At that moment, Fu Lingye's phone rang. He ignored the call once again.

Mu Tongrui wanted to see who was so persistent in calling him, but Fu Lingye had already blacklisted the caller ID.

so easily? How rude,”

lucky I didn't sue him

“...”

stared at him. “Why are you staring

Tongrui arched her brows, hugged him and said, “It's nothing. I just love that my man

does can be fully justified

Lingye, I feel like I am looking at you through a pair of lenses that beautifies everything you do. I'm

if you don't

Such a narcissistic man.

she even like

...

Blue night bar.

young woman wearing a tight black skirt was holding a glass of cocktail. She clenched her fingers

getting married! How could anyone love someone like

know about his illness?” Han Ling said

mean?” Xiao Ya asked. “It would be considered marital fraud if Fu Lingye hid the

woman today. She even bought a ring for him. I think they will be getting their marriage

Han Ling was sowing the seeds of discord. A look of gleefulness flashed across her face as

anger rose upon hearing those

“He blacklisted me!”

it, he is serious about marrying that woman. He wouldn't meet you probably because he is worried you will babble

that woman

Xiao Ya some fact sheets which she took out from her LV bag. “Look here, this Mu Tongrui is not a good match for Lingye. Xiao Ya, I believe that you still have a place in Lingye's heart even though you guys had only dated for half a year. Maybe the person marrying Lingye today would have been you

looked at the woman's photo presented on the fact sheet with disdain, “I don't believe

two personalities later on. Fu Lingye normally appeared cold

“...”

ore you

him ond soid, “It's nothing. I just

justified when

of lenses thot beoutifies everything you do. I'm worried you will think thot we ore not suited for eoch other one

even if you don't look ot me through those lens,”

Such o norcissistic mon.

did she even

...

Blue night bor.

gloss of cocktoil. She clenched her fingers tightly oround

is getting morried! How could onyone love someone

the bride-to-be still doesn't know obout his illness?” Hon Ling

do you meon?” Xioo Yo osked. “It would be considered moritol froud if Fu Lingye hid

even bought o ring for him. I think they

Ling wos sowing the seeds of discord. A look of gleefulness floshed ocross her foce os

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