Fu Bowen stood in front of Qiao Xiguan, his voice calm and magnetic, saying each word deliberately, "Originally, I was supposed to give this to you one year after your marriage, likely to avoid you having any psychological burden. But I am the kind of person who can't stand doing good deeds without leaving my name."
Qiao Xiguan kept patting her cheek with a powder puff, looking as indifferent as ever.
"That's all I have to say. After the wedding, come to the Fu Family tomorrow and sign the papers in front of a lawyer. All of Gu Zichen's assets will be yours," Fu Bowen finished and turned to leave.
"Mr. Fu." Qiao Xiguan suddenly called him back.
Fu Bowen stopped and looked at her.
"Thank you." Qiao Xiguan smiled slightly.
Fu Bowen's expression wasn't too pleasant, and he left swiftly without staying any longer.
Qiao Xiguan watched his back and smiled bitterly.
Perhaps she thought that no one in this world could be more cold-hearted than she was.
