Gu Nanqiao chuckled to herself, he had always been fortunate in love.
However, that good fortune had nothing to do with her.
Upon hearing this, Fu Lingfeng paused in pouring the wine, and then regained his composure. He chuckled, "Yes, when I married her, I was indeed attracted by her face and her figure."
Gu Nanqiao's face remained calm, unsure if Fu Lingfeng's words were perfunctory or intentionally spoken for her to hear.
Initially, when he married her, it clearly wasn't for that reason.
Although it might seem laughable, she still believed that when they first got together, Fu Lingfeng had truly liked her.
But that affection was too fragile and could not withstand the cruel blows of reality. Now that he said such words, she didn't feel much about it.
Fu Lingfeng glanced sideways, and seeing her as calm as still water, a hint of anger flared up in his heart. Suddenly, he reached out and patted her shoulder, "Come, show off your figure, how it curves so well."