"Oh?"
Fu Lengyu's thin lips parted slightly, his expression emotionless.
An Ran looked out the window, the wind blowing gently on her face, dispersing her heavy emotions. She spoke slowly, "He came to me today, begging for my forgiveness. But how can a broken mirror be restored? Some pain has been deeply etched in my heart, and any touch is a painful reminder."
There was a hint of sadness on An Ran's beautiful face, and Fu Lengyu stared at her, feeling a slight annoyance rising within him. He tugged at his tie and said, "Who wants to hear about your unbearable past? An Ran, you have a sharp eye for men, always picking the right one. You two are a perfect match."
His words were like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, the coldness spreading from her feet to her limbs in an instant.
An Ran smiled bitterly, realizing that Fu Lengyu only wanted to humiliate her. In his eyes, everything she did was wrong. Speaking was wrong, doing things was wrong, even breathing was wrong.
She lowered her head and looked at her small white shoes, realizing that she had chosen the wrong person to love. This was a fact that couldn't be denied.The atmosphere in the car sank to the bottom, suffocatingly oppressive.
Fu Lengyu glanced at the silent An Ran and let out a cold laugh. In his deep and icy eyes, a chilling frost began to form. "Remember, you are now the wife of Fu Lengyu. Your every move represents the Fu family. Don't let me catch you doing anything behind my back, or your mother lying in the hospital and the ruined An family will be buried with you because of your wrong choices."
This was the first time that Fu Lengyu had said so much in front of An Ran. She was stunned, not expecting him to use his mother to threaten her again. She frowned and said, "Don't worry, I won't make any mistakes."
"Let's hope so." Fu Lengyu's eyes were cold and full of sarcasm.
The car stopped at the entrance of the Fu family's mansion, but Fu Lengyu showed no intention of getting out. He made a phone call, and An Ran didn't know what the person on the other end said, but the look on Fu Lengyu's face told her that something had gone wrong again.
After hanging up the phone, Fu Lengyu turned to look at An Ran, his eyes narrowing as if a storm was brewing within them.
"An Ran, I underestimated you," said Fu Lengyu.
Before An Ran could react, Fu Lengyu stepped on the gas pedal hard and the car sped away. An Ran lost her balanceand bumped into the back seat. She had no idea what was happening and looked bewildered.
Fu Lengyu's face was dark and he quickly overtook one car after another. From An Ran's perspective, it looked like they were about to crash.
An Ran was sweating profusely and biting her lip, tears streaming down her face. "Fu Lengyu! Slow down!"
But the man ignored her and even accelerated. An Ran could hear the cursing of the drivers behind them and the sound of the wind rushing past her ears.
Suddenly, the car screeched to a halt. An Ran's palms were sweaty and her scalp was numb. Her heart, which had been pounding, finally calmed down. She quickly got out of the car, afraid that Fu Lengyu would do something crazy again.
As soon as she got out of the car, she saw the familiar car exhibition hall. An Ran looked at Fu Lengyu, who had parked the car, and asked, "What's going on?!"
Fu Lengyu walked past An Ran and gave her a cold glance. His eyes were like a pool of icy water, deep and dark. "This is not a fashion show, An Ran. You let the models wear those clothes, not to mention the ill-fitting clothes you bought from street vendors. Is it because the company doesn't have enough funds or because you can't separate your personal and professional life?"
"What clothes? What street vendors?" An Ran was confused. Wasn't all the company's funds given to Tang Yu?An Ran's delicate eyebrows were tinged with a hint of coldness. She was about to walk forward when a big hand grabbed her wrist. She turned her head and saw Fu Lengyu's dark eyes.
Fu Lengyu looked up at her, and the angle at this moment seemed to have a condescending meaning. "Sending to death in the past?"
An Ran raised her head to look at her, and a few stubbornness appeared in her clear eyes, which made Fu Lengyu think for a moment that she saw Lin Yuran. "Fu Lengyu, I didn't do it, and the company has been giving funds to Tang Yu. I had no idea about this!"
Fu Lengyu smiled, lightly and sarcastically, and said nothing. An Ran smiled bitterly, "Why don't you ever believe me, just like in Switzerland, and this time too."
Fu Lengyu moved his gaze away, and his eyes returned to indifference. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the woman's sorrowful tone, "I know, I'm not worthy."
Fu Lengyu's expression paused, and her heart was dull for a moment. After a moment, it was swallowed up by endless disgust.
An Ran felt cold all over her body. She coldly shook off the man's hand and walked step by step towards the car exhibition. The matter between her and Tang Yu was their own business. Whether Fu Lengyu believed it or not had nothing to do with her.
As An Ran walked farther and farther away, a trace of mockery flashed in Fu Lengyu's eyes, and the softness in his heart was ignored by him.
With one hand in his pocket, she turned around and sat in the car, closing his eyes and breathing lightly.
An Ran rushed into the crowd and looked at the model sitting on the stage with a mournful face. She asked the staff next to her, "What happened to her?"
The staff members were usually gossipy, and naturally recognized An Ran. They smiled and said, "These models are also pitiful. They were standing well, but their pants...puff...fell down, hahaha..."
What?!
How could it be...
An Ran was stunned, opened her mouth to say something, and heard the staff member next to her say, "Director An, you are really amazing. You usually seem to have a good temper and don't speak up when you are bullied. I didn't expect that when you took action, you went straight to the point. You're really awesome, hahaha..."
An Ran's heart sank as she knew she had been framed by someone. When the model saw An Ran, she immediately became furious and rushed towards her, "It's you! An Ran! You designed this to harm us, you heartless woman!"
There were many important people under the stage, and upon hearing this, they all frowned and looked towards An Ran. Someone in the crowd said, "Isn't this Mr. Fu's wife?"
Suddenly, the crowd exploded like hot oil meeting water. An Ran couldn't care about the crowd at this point. She watched as the model rushed towards her, and with a quick turn, the model fell to the ground.
An Ran took a step back and suppressed her panic, speaking coldly, "Calm down. I didn't do this. What about Tang Yu? She bought the clothes and insisted that you wear them. She has a great responsibility in this matter. Where is she? Is she going to hide like a turtle?"
An Ran thought that speaking the truth would clear her name, but she didn't expect that the model had already been influenced by others and refused to admit her mistake. She stood up, grabbed An Ran's hair, and said viciously,
"You wicked woman! I just asked you to bring me a glass of water, and this is how you treat me!"