Listening to Fu Nian call him her hero behind the scenes, Jing Luo raised an eyebrow.
"You admire your husband this much?"
"Husband? Future husband, please. Mr. Jing, you haven't married me yet!"
Jing Luo curled his lips, pulled Fu Nian into his arms, and raised an eyebrow, "It's just a matter of time!"
Although Jing Luo's expression seemed relaxed and unconcerned, Fu Nian still stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said seriously, "Sorry, Brother Luo."
Jing Luo: "..."
"Sorry, because of my affairs... it caused damage to your reputation, and all I could do was punish the perpetrator, not knowing what else to do."
Fu Nian said softly, "I no longer have a marriage relationship with Wen Ziyang, so I don't want to disturb his life and ask him to clarify anything for me. I can't handle the ambiguity, so let's just consider it for Mr. Wen and Mrs. Wen."
