Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband
Chapter 113: Time to Act Along with Fu Someone

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Time to Act Along with Fu Someone

Fu Sichen’s voice was gentle, with a slightly cool temperature, "Secretary Xu, do I need to send you back to take your driving test?"

"Sorry, President Fu, there won’t be a next time."

Xu Lai took a deep breath, fearing the next second President Fu would fire him.

If it hadn’t been for that "Madam" he heard earlier...

Damn, knowing too much really could get you silenced.

The car slowly left the bustling area and entered the ancient streets of North City, the shade from the trees beside the road growing deeper as they went further in.

Jiang Mian wasn’t as familiar with North City as she was with Su City—this kind of place—

It felt more like Fu Sichen was going to sell her off.

She turned to look at Fu Sichen, who was at that moment resting with his eyes closed, his thin lips lightly pursed, his jawline sharply defined as if naturally sculpted.

Forget it.

She was this tired just on her second day on the job.

Indeed, a big boss is still a worker, just the top-tier kind.

Noticing the woman’s gaze, Fu Sichen lifted his eyelids and met Jiang Mian’s contemplative eyes, a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, "Hmm? Is there something written on my face?"

Jiang Mian somewhat annoyingly turned her head away, her delicate white fingertips resting on her forehead.

She really shouldn’t have looked at him.

"Where are you taking me?"

Jiang Mian was now finding it increasingly strange, thinking about why she was just following whatever this man said.

She could’ve refused.

Hiss—

Surely she was seduced by his looks.

"Home."

???

What home?

"Did you buy another house?"

A flicker of amusement crossed Fu Sichen’s face as he watched the woman in front of him, his voice casual, "Too many, not buying for now."

"..."

"Going back to the old house, to have dinner with Grandpa."

Just as Jiang Mian was feeling overwhelmed by his sheer Versailles syndrome, his next words snapped her back to reality.

Her eyes widened as she quickly looked at the scenery outside.

What kind of fairy-tale place was this?

"Why didn’t you say it earlier? I’m completely unprepared."

Fu Sichen’s gaze was calm, and his light voice showed no significant variation in emotion, "Mrs. Fu’s acting doesn’t need preparation."

Jiang Mian: Moral kidnapping!!!

Blatant moral kidnapping!

The bastard! Acting first, reporting after!!

Soon the car stopped on a secluded ancient road, beside it stood an old house with quaint charm.

Jiang Mian seemed to remember—the old street of North City was a wealthy area, many of whom were outstanding people from the older generation who mainly spent their twilight years here.

Xu Lai took the luggage out of the trunk and stood behind Fu Sichen and Jiang Mian.

Between this couple, there was room for two more people, but their gazes...

President Fu was head over heels in love.

Fu Sichen stepped forward, standing beside Jiang Mian, leaning in close to her ear with his crisp and calm voice, "Today you are to accompany Mr. Fu in acting, Mrs. Fu must abide by the agreement, hmm~"

Jiang Mian shivered involuntarily.

Threatened!!

The agreement between the two before their marriage license had a clause—

[If needed to deal with the other’s family matters, full cooperation is required without second words.]

At that time, this was a clause especially crafted by Jiang Mian for herself, as Ms. Jiang worried about her children being unaware of life and death outside and specifically set the rule to return home for a meal at the beginning of each month.

Never did she expect it to backfire on her one day.

Jiang Mian’s beautiful lips stretched into a smile as she took the initiative to link arms with Fu Sichen, "Don’t worry, my Movie Queen acting skills."

Fu Sichen’s lips curved slightly, a deep chuckle sounding from his throat.

The two stepped inside. It was Jiang Mian’s first visit to the old house, and she felt quite unfamiliar with the surroundings.

Until they entered the living room, where they were met by a middle-aged man with black Chinese-style glasses: "Young Master, Young Madam."

Fu Sichen nodded slightly, "Uncle Wang."

Following Fu Sichen, Jiang Mian also greeted, "Uncle Wang."

Uncle Wang smiled and nodded, "So this is the Young Madam, indeed, one meets her to realize how fortunate our young master is."

Jiang Mian felt pretty pleased hearing this.

Who wouldn’t enjoy compliments about themselves?

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