The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Fu Chenlie couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, and felt agitated.

He raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, and said to her extremely indifferently: "Don't stand here obstructing your eyes, go to sleep."

Wen Ran obediently said "Oh".

For the sake of Fu Chenlie's injury, she didn't care about his harsh words, and turned around and walked towards the stairs after responding.

After going upstairs, she glanced at the man sitting downstairs.

He frowned, leaned on the sofa and rubbed his temples, not knowing what was bothering him.

Wen Ran couldn't see through him, and didn't bother to think too much about it. Anyway, his wound had already been treated by a doctor, so there wouldn't be any serious problems.

She went back to the room.

When closing the door, I heard the sound of a lighter downstairs.

Does he want to smoke?

I am not afraid that the wound will heal slowly, it will really kill me.

Wen Ran closed the door and lay down on the bed after returning to the room, feeling uneasy.

It's not because he's worried about Fu Chenlie, but because he's worried that he'll settle with her for messing with him tomorrow after his headache is over.

While feeling uneasy, Wen Ran complained to Jiang Yan.

[Ayan, I injured Fu Chenlie today, what should I do?I think he must hate me to death, and maybe he will take revenge on me. 】

Every time Jiang Yan replied to her message quickly, this time was no exception: 【Are you not with him now? 】

Wen Ran: [I'm in my room, he's downstairs. 】

Jiang Yan: [How did he react when he was injured just now?Did anything happen to you? 】

Wen Ran: [I was very angry and didn't do anything to me. 】

Jiang Yan: [If you are already angry, it means that this incident is over, and you should not do anything to you again, no matter how bad it is, why don't you buy him a gift and formally apologize? 】

Apologize for buying a gift? !

Wen Ran thought it was a good idea.

As the saying goes, if you reach out and don't hit a smiling face, she apologized to him with a gift, which shows her sincerity. What reason does he have to take revenge on her?

but--

What gift would be better?

Fu Chenlie had a lot of money, and all the clothes were custom-made, and she couldn't afford them even if it wasn't her turn to give them to her.

watch?

She can't even afford it.

tie?

It seemed too personal.

As Wen Ran thought about it, the picture of him lighting a cigarette just now popped up in his mind.

Got it!

Just give him a lighter.

The more expensive ones on the shopping software for lighters are only a few hundred yuan, which she can afford.

Thinking of this, Wen Ran quickly opened the shopping software.

the next day.

Wen Ran got up earlier than usual, not only made breakfast, but also made lunch for Fu Chenlie to bring to the company.

Dr. Liang said yesterday that his diet should be light. Today, she made it herself, so that she doesn't have to worry about eating greasy food in the staff canteen or restaurants outside.

But the breakfast is usually not greasy, so today it is still the same.

After dinner, they left the villa together.

Wen Ran stood beside Fu Chenlie, and when he walked to the car with him, he looked at the man and said, "Husband, you are injured today, let's not practice the car in the morning, shall we?"

The latter glanced at her lightly and said nothing.

When he got to the car, Wen Ran thoughtfully helped him open the back seat door: "You are injured, go to the company this time, and I will open it."

The man didn't speak, but he got into the back seat.

Seeing that the big Buddha was still cooperative, Wen Ran was also relieved.

But she could clearly feel that Fu Chenlie was still unhappy, because he didn't say a word to her all the way to the company, and after arriving at the company, he didn't let her go upstairs with him in the same elevator.

After Wen Ran took the employee elevator upstairs and entered the president's office, he walked to Fu Chenlie's desk: "Boss, I just told Assistant Cheng that I don't need to bring you lunch at noon today."

Hearing this, he raised his eyes, and the first time he opened his mouth was a dissatisfied reprimand: "Who told you to make your own decisions?"