Eleven smirked at the target before him.
A man like a lapdog could be easily controlled with a little trickery.
All she had to do was master Zhang Fuchun's identity and destiny.
“Sweetheart, don't be mad! When we get back, you can punish me however you want, I’ll accept it all, okay?”
Fu Dehan said, contorting his body like a woman throwing a tantrum, pouting, and making a kissing gesture.
“Hahaha!”
Zhang Fuchun was amused by his comical antics, and her anger dissipated.
If it weren't for his mouth, she wouldn't have known how she'd fallen for him.
Seeing Zhang Fuchun smile, Fu Dehan knew the crisis had passed and he'd successfully gotten into the passenger seat.
This car was a birthday gift from the boss to his daughter, along with a mansion in Feitian Huafu, Zuogang City.
That was the best area in Zuogang City. The luxurious amenities and environment were something Fu Dehan had only dreamed of.
From the moment he moved into that house, Fu Dehan decided he had to keep Zhang Fuchun firmly in his grasp.
If he could seize this opportunity, his life would be completely different from then on, and he wouldn't have to struggle so hard to make a living.
However, the most dangerous step was yet to be taken. Once he overcame this hurdle, a life of affluence would be within reach.
In the beginning of their relationship, Fu Dehan had lied to Zhang Fuchun.
Hiding certain things to get the woman first was his usual tactic.
Fu Dehan’s wife was also won over this way.
Although her parents disapproved of the marriage, Fu Dehan had forced the issue. They had no choice but to marry their daughter to him, and even saved on the betrothal gifts and wedding banquet costs.
Therefore, it didn't matter if the woman's parents interfered; getting their daughter's approval was equivalent to getting theirs.
It was the same with Zhang Fuchun.
Today, he had accidentally let something slip and angered Zhang Fuchun, so he had to appease her quickly. This woman, as long as you kept her happy, everything else would be a non-issue.
Although Zhang Fuchun was a bit spoiled, she was easy to appease, which was precisely Fu Dehan's forte.
A few casual jokes were enough to bring a smile back to Zhang Fuchun's face, even making Eleven secretly admire him.
A man's mouth is a devil's tool!
“Fu Dehan! Get out!”
As Zhang Fuchun's car approached the entrance of Feitian Huafu, waiting in line to enter the complex, a woman shouted at her car.
“Are they calling you? Take a look!”
Before Fu Dehan could speak, the voice shouted again.
“Fu Dehan, get out!”
The voice was loud, and the person was slowly approaching.
Fu Dehan, seeing the unfavorable situation, immediately urged Zhang Fuchun: “Quick, quick, get out of here! Away from that lunatic!”
Due to his urging, Zhang Fuchun, in her haste, began to reverse and turn the steering wheel.
It seemed that following Fu Dehan's suggestion was the way to solve the problem.
“Screech! Beep beep!”
A series of loud braking and horn sounds erupted from behind the car.
“Damn it! Can’t you drive? Don’t you look behind you when you reverse!”
A man’s voice came from behind Zhang Fuchun’s car. Sudannovel.com
Zhang Fuchun snapped back to reality and realized there was a car behind hers. They were in a queue, unable to move forward or backward.
The woman approached the car and shouted, “Fu Dehan, get out! Get out!”
Fu Dehan's eyes darted nervously. He stared out the window, refusing to get out.
Unable to help herself, seeing he wouldn't get out, the woman began to hit the car window hard with her hands.
Zhang Fuchun's car was a luxury vehicle; the cost of a single windowpane could be equivalent to a year's, or even several years', income for an ordinary family.
Judging by the woman’s clothes, which looked like they cost no more than a hundred yuan, she clearly didn't consider the consequences of her actions.
“He’s asking you to get out, so get out! I don’t understand why a grown man is afraid of a woman!”
Zhang Fuchun was infuriated, a surge of anger rising within her!
Fu Dehan was currently agitated. The woman before him was his wife, his legal spouse, and they weren't even divorced yet.
He hadn't been home in a long time, nor had he paid attention to their child. He had told her, "I'm discussing business with a big boss, and I'm very busy. It will be better in a while!"
“Still not getting out? If you keep hitting it, my car window will break!”
Zhang Fuchun had lost her patience and yelled.
Seeing the somewhat cowardly Fu Dehan hesitating to get out, she unbuckled her seatbelt and kicked him.
Fu Dehan had no choice but to reluctantly get out of the car.
“Okay, okay, I’m getting out, I’m getting out. I don’t know where this crazy woman came from. I’ll handle her when I get out!”
Fu Dehan said, making a gesture with his hands pressed downwards.
The implication was that he would calm her down and handle it.
“Thump!”
After a low muffled sound, Fu Dehan opened the car door.
As soon as he stepped out, he stood up straight. “What are you doing? Come with me!”
His tone was angry, his expression stern. He immediately grabbed the woman's arm and pulled her away.
“You! Let go of me!”
The woman exclaimed, struggling to pull her arm free, repeatedly trying to pry Fu Dehan's hand away.
But in the end, she was a woman, and her strength was no match for a man's. So, despite her struggles, Fu Dehan dragged her a considerable distance.
He stopped at a spot far enough from Zhang Fuchun to ensure she wouldn't overhear their conversation.
“I’d like to ask, what are you doing here? Didn’t I say I was working? You’ve embarrassed me in front of my boss, can I still keep this job?”
Fu Dehan's tone was much tougher now, completely unlike the panic he showed upon seeing the woman.
That was because, when he first saw her, he was afraid Zhang Fuchun would find out that this woman was his wife. Although women could sense each other’s presence, as long as you didn't break the unspoken truce, they would get along.
Fu Dehan hadn't come up with a suitable time or excuse to explain, so he could only try to deceive them both for now, for as long as possible.
“Your boss? Would your boss be so young and beautiful? You must be kidding!”
The woman, being straightforward, said directly.
“Hmph! It doesn’t matter if you believe me or not. Listen to me, go home first. We’ll talk about anything after I finish my work!”
Fu Dehan said, pushing the woman to leave quickly.
“Fu Dehan, work, work, you’ve been working for so long! Have you been home? Have you sent money home?”
The woman questioned him, and Fu Dehan was suddenly at a loss for words.
It was true that he hadn't been home in a long time. The salary he earned was spent on Zhang Fuchun.
Although his meager salary couldn't buy anything extravagant, for Zhang Fuchun, value wasn't just about cost; surprise was more important.
This wasn't just Zhang Fuchun's weakness; it was the weakness of most women.
“Isn’t it just about money? Here! Take it and go quickly! We’ll talk when I get home! Hurry up and go!”