"I don't know, but it's really weird to run to the toilet door and call someone."

"That's right, the voice sounds like a middle-aged uncle, right?"

"Old color criticism."

Wen Ran listened to the conversation between the two, and felt that what they said was right.

After the two girls who were discussing left, she went out of the bathroom in a daze.

As soon as he went out, Wen Ran saw Mr. Gao standing at the door of the women's bathroom.

She frowned and walked quickly to the corridor of the hotel.

Mr. Gao quickly followed: "Little beauty, what are you running for?"

Little beauty? !

Wen Ran was almost disgusted by this greasy middle-aged man's greasy title.

She quickened her steps, just wanting to hurry back to the box.

There are so many people in the box, this Mr. Gao dare not be presumptuous.

But who knows, Mr. Gao directly blocked her way.

Wen Ran's face was indifferent: "Mr. Gao, do you have anything to do with me?"

"You follow Fu Chenlie as a driver, how much is your monthly salary?"

"Five thousand."

Mr. Gao's eyes seemed to be glued to Wen Ran's body: "Well, you resign from him and follow me. I'll give you [-] a month, how about it?"

"No thanks."

"What good is it for you to follow Fu Chenlie? He brought you, a girl, to this kind of social occasion full of men. From this, it can be seen that he treats you as a hostess. You follow me, and I will give you a house to live in. How about a nanny to take care of you and give you [-] pocket money every month, so you don't have to do anything?"

Wen Ran looked Mr. Gao up and down, and smiled: "How big is the house?"

"How big do you want?"

"I live in a house of thousands of square meters, so it can't be smaller than the one I live in right now?"

President Gao was slightly stunned, as if he didn't believe it.

The moment he hesitated, Wen Ran ran away in a hurry.

After entering the box, she finally breathed a sigh of relief seeing Fu Chenlie still sitting where she was.

When returning to Fu Chenlie's side, Wen Ran moved the chair to her side, not to mention the legs of the stool touching him, but also touching his arm.

Although he didn't treat her very well, in this case, he was still her husband.

Mr. Gao also came in soon.

After sitting down again, he moved the chair to Wen Ran's side. Wen Ran's feet were deliberately stretched out to the side to block it. Mr. Gao probably didn't want to make a scene too obvious, and he didn't make further progress. However, he poured two glasses Wine, handed Wen Ran a glass: "Miss driver, come, I'll toast you."

"I don't drink, and I will drive our boss later."

"It's okay, after drinking this cup, I will call Boss Fu to drive you later."

Wen Ran gritted her teeth and didn't move.

She stretched out her hand and tugged at Fu Chenlie's sleeve, implying that he would help her out.

But who knows, the man glanced at her movements: "Miss driver, do you have hand cramps?"

Wen Ran's expression changed.

When she met Fu Chenlie's gaze, she was so wronged that she almost cried.

"Come, come, Miss Driver, drink and drink." Mr. Gao began to persuade him to drink again.

Wen Ran gritted her teeth.

Fu Chenlie didn't care about her, so she could only bite the bullet and go to pick up the wine glass.

However, before she touched it, a hand passed in front of her eyes, and took the lead in catching the wine glass handed over by Mr. Gao.

This is Fu Chenlie's hand.

His hand joints are clearly slender and good-looking, very recognizable.

When the man's hand passed in front of her, she even smelled the scent of his clothes, which was clean and crisp, probably because he had just drunk wine, and there was still a faint mellow aroma of sake.

Wen Ran followed his arm subconsciously and looked at the man's face.

Fu Chenlie's face was expressionless, but under his calm eyes, there seemed to be some complex emotions that had been accumulated for a long time.

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