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A few minutes later, Fang Zhihan drove the car into a small estate. Even though Yu Gangan didnt live in Beijing, she knew that this area was very expensive.

She lowered her head and said, You appear to be quite wealthy. Why have you been living at my place?

I dont have a place in Baiyang City, Fang Zhihan replied.

Yu Gangan curled her lips and said after thinking for a moment, Whats your role at Baifang Pharmaceuticals? To be a representative, you must be, at least, a manager, right?

Baifang Pharmaceuticals is a part-time job for me. I guess my role could be considered a manager.

Fang Zhihans tone was relaxed and leisurely as he told her that he was a manager.

But, this tone shocked and hurt Yu Gangan.

After all, an average person spent years of hard work just to get to the position of manager. Some even sacrificed a lot.

Yet, Fang Zhihan wasnt just a manager, he was doing it part-time like it was just a game.

Most importantly, his part-time employer was Baifang Pharmaceuticals. Baifang Pharmaceuticals was the national leader in the pharmaceutical industry!

If Baifang Pharmaceuticals is your part-time job, then whats your main occupation?

Fang Zhihan thought for a second and replied, Your husband.

Yu Gangan was stunned:

She thought she had heard wrong as she stared at Fang Zhihan momentarily.

But, his gaze was extremely serious.

In that moment, Yu Gangan didnt know what to say.

Fang Zhihan appeared calm, but deep down, she could sense his evilness. She pulled out her phone and said, Im calling a taxi home. Im not going to your place.

Its not my place, its our place.

Fang Zhihan snatched Yu Gangans phone out of her hand and placed it in his pants pocket.

His pants pocket was an extremely awkward spot, so Yu Gangan was too afraid to snatch her phone back.

Dont worry, Im not going to eat you up, Fang Zhihan teased as he pushed open the door and stepped out of the car.

Yu Gangan didnt have her phone, so she couldnt call a taxi, but the estate didnt look like a place where one could flag down a taxi, and she couldnt remain in the car either.

So, she had no choice but to step out with Wenxiang in her arms and follow behind Fang Zhihan.

He had obviously lied about Wenxiangs house and food being in the boot of the car.

This had all been a part of his plan.

Fang Zhihan lived in a duplex building with a monochromatic design. Just like Fang Zhihan, it felt cold and restricting.

As soon as they entered, someone immediately stepped out of the kitchen and smiled, Mr. Fang, Mrs. Fang, youre back. She then wiped her hands on her apron and said, Dinners almost ready. Please wait a moment.

Mrs. Fang?!!

Yu Gangan received quite a fright.

Her face turned red as she tried to give the auntie an explanation. But, before she managed to say a word, the woman turned around and returned to the kitchen.

Yu Gangan looked at Fang Zhihan and said questioningly, She

She is Auntie Wu. She is my housekeeper, but she doesnt live here. She comes here three times a week, Fang Zhihan replied gently.

Who was asking him about that? Yu Gangan opened her big round eyes and stared at Fang Zhihan, Did she misunderstand?

Fang Zhihan smiled without a sound, removed his coat, and threw it onto the sofa.

Yu Gangan stared at his back angrily. She was a promising youth who hadnt even dated before, yet he directly stamped her with a married title.

The weird thing was, Auntie Wu did not treat her like a stranger at all. As soon as she saw her, she naturally called her Mrs. Wu.

Could it be that every time Fang Zhihan brought home a woman, she would call them that?