Oh, quite 'brave'. There were a lot of women in North City who wanted to be his lover, but Mu Weilan was the first one to say that she wanted to be Mrs. Fu in front of him.

Where did she get her confidence?

"I do lack a wife, but there are plenty of good women who want to be my wife. You don't seem to have the right to negotiate with me, nor do you have the right to make a deal with me."

Just as Fu Hanzheng was about to hang up the phone, Mu Weilan said hurriedly, "Mr. Fu is openly recruiting 'Mrs. Fu' in the company. It must be your parents pushing you. I can accept the fake marriage. After it is done, I will definitely stay away from Mr. Fu."

Fake marriage?

Fu Hanzheng's thin lips curled up quietly. He found this woman interesting.

Weilan couldn't get a response from Fu Hanzheng. She suppressed her nervousness and said, "If it was another woman, even if she had a fake marriage with Mr. Fu, I'm afraid she would pester you later..."

"How come you're so confident that you won't pester me?"

"Of course I won't, Mr. Fu. To tell you the truth, I... am frigid. Besides, I have been dead inside since three years ago."

Three years ago, she suffered a comedown and was no longer the daughter of a wealthy family overnight. She experienced a surrogacy with no dignity, her father jumped from a building to commit suicide, and she was faced with Jian Zhe's shameless betrayal and Shen Qiu and Shen Wanyue's malice. After all these, there was only one thing in her heart, and that was revenge.

Fu Hanzheng pondered the words "frigid", his voice cold and magnetic. "You'd better be frigid."

"Then... Mr. Fu..."

"After all, it is very serious. I need two days to think about it."

Mu Weilan sighed almost inaudibly. "Okay, I'll wait for Mr. Fu's reply."

...

After Fu Hanzheng hung up the phone, the study door was pushed open by a small arm.

"Dad! Who are you talking to on the phone? Don't even paint with Sweet Bean!"

The little girl carried the painting and ran into the study with her two short legs. Fu Hanzheng bent over to hold his daughter in his arms and looked at her dotingly. "Daddy, look what Sweet Bean drew."

Fu Hanzheng looked at the watercolor painting. It was painted by Sweet Bean a few days ago. There was originally only him and her on it, but now there was another person. He frowned slightly. "Who is this?"

The little girl said in a childish voice, "This is Mu. Today, when Mu gave us a drawing lesson, I secretly drew it because the teacher said that we should draw mother, father and ourselves. We couldn't leave the mother. Dad, if I tell my friends that this is my mother, will they believe it?"

The little girl pointed at the drawing of Mu Weilan with her little white finger and raised her innocent face to ask Fu Hanzheng.

Afraid that his daughter would be sad, Fu Hanzheng lowered his head and kissed the little girl's furry hair, agreeing, "Yes, they will."

"Dad, if mom will stay on Mars for a long time, can you ask Mu to be my mom first?"

Fu Hanzheng stared at the little girl with a daze in his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Well, you should go and ask Mu yourself."

The little girl grinned and narrowed her big eyes happily, "I'll ask her tomorrow at school!"

...

Mu Weilan had just returned to her apartment when Ye Guo pulled her around to ask questions.

"Lan, how was your interview today?"

When asked about the interview, Mu Weilan raised her hand and patted her forehead. "Forget it. I ran into the wrong place and made a fool of myself."

Ye Guo saw that she was not in a good mood and came back with a picture of Mu Guangqing in her hand. "You went to the Mu Family Villa this afternoon?"

She wrung a towel out of the bathroom and carefully wiped Qingqing's dusty portrait as she replied, "Yes, I met Shen Qiu and Jian Zhe. They're moving."

"Ah? You met those two scumbags? Did they do anything to you?"

She chuckled weakly and shook her head. "No. I used to be too innocent. I was fooled around by Shen Qiu and Shen Wanyue and abandoned by Jian Zhe. I lost everything I had. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Shen Qiu and Shen Wanyue are simply two bitches! As for that Jian Zhe, the scum man! Another day, I'll introduce my elder brother to you! A super gentleman! Stop thinking about that bastard Jian Zhe!"

Mu Weilan looked at Ye Guo, thinking of the deal she made with Fu Hanzheng, and bit her lips. If Ye Guo knew that she would sell herself for her father's villa, would she think she was a bitch too?

"Forget it, she'd better not tell Guo so that Guo doesn't misunderstand her. Anyway, her deal with Fu Hanzheng shouldn't last long."

...

That night, she didn't sleep well.

The man's hot breath, like a flame, sprayed on her skin, which made her feel burnt. The man and woman were entangled on the big double bed.

The tall and strong man pressed her down, his wild and domineering movements making her blush and heartbeat.

But he was too strong, and she couldn't take it anymore. She cried and begged him to be gentle.

"Gentle? Are you sure? You don't want ten million?"

She cried like a kitten. She felt as if she had been thrown into a huge whirlpool. Her whole body ached but it was tingling with a strange numbness. The feeling made her nervous.

"No... Please... Please... Ah-!"

It was a dream!

Mu Weilan woke up from this dream and sat on the bed in a sweat.

Three years had passed, but this nightmare still haunted her.

Sometimes, she was also curious about the man, the father of the child. She wondered who he was and what kind of person he was.

"Lan, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?"

Outside, Ye Guo's concerned voice rang out.

"Oh, I'm fine!"

She looked up at the alarm clock on one side. It was 7: 45 am, almost 8.

She fell on the bed, her arms resting on her sweaty forehead. After a while, she finally calmed down and got up from the bed.

After washing up and having some breakfast, she went to the kindergarten affiliated with the Foreign Languages University.

At 8: 30 in the morning, Mu Weilan had just arrived at the kindergarten. Sweet Bean, who was carrying Peppa Pig's pink schoolbag, called out to her in a childish voice from afar, "Mu!"

Mu Weilan followed the sound and saw the little honey carrying the little schoolbag running to her side. When running to her, Sweet Bean could not stop and her little face fell on her lap.

"Good morning, Mu!"

Mu Weilan smiled and rubbed the little girl's messy short hair. "Morning, Sweet Bean."

Holding the child in one hand, she subconsciously looked out of the kindergarten. "Who sent Sweet Bean to school this morning?"

"My dad!"

She was slightly startled. She thought of her deal with Fu Hanzheng, and then looked down at Sweet Bean. If Sweet Bean knew that she might be her stepmother... Would she be unhappy?

For some reason, when she met Sweet Bean for the first time and learned about her family situation, she inexplicably felt sorry for this little girl.

"Mu, I have something to show you."

The little girl tugged at Mu Weilan, who was in a daze, and led Mu Weilan to sit on the steps while taking off her little schoolbag.

Mu Weilan pursed her lips and asked with a gentle smile, "What is it?"

The little girl unzipped her schoolbag and took out a watercolor painting from it. "Mu, look! I drew you next to dad and me! This way, dad and I won't be alone! Mu won't be alone either!"