The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran felt that he had a big brain.

Since she was a child, she has maintained a normal social distance with boys, not to mention giving gifts to boys, and she doesn't even have any particularly good male friends. The few people she knows well can only be called classmates.

As for Qin Zeyu, she was at best a crush, and she was not bold enough to give gifts back then.

Fu Chenlie looked at Wen Ranruo for a long time, but he didn't speak, and his scrutiny eyes fell on her face: "Why, I guessed it right?"

Wen Ran regained consciousness, looked at him and denied: "No."

"If you say no, I have to believe it?"

"Why are you so suspicious, this gift was originally bought for you."

Hearing this, the man suddenly became interested: "Oh?"

"I hurt you the night before yesterday. I was afraid that you would retaliate against me, so I wanted to buy a gift to apologize to you, so I bought a lighter."

"revenge?"

The man picked out the main point from her words, and sneered coldly: "In your eyes, am I so sure that I will get revenge?"

She quickly defended: "I smashed a hole in your head, how can you be considered a jerk? Besides, who are you? You are the CEO of Fu, worth trillions, and your brain is very valuable. I hurt you. It's more or less wrong."

He was very satisfied and rewarded her with four words: "You are wise."

After speaking, the man lowered his head and played with the newly acquired lighter. There was a vague smile on his thin lips, and his eyes were deep. As for what he was thinking, he didn't know.

Wen Ran watched him close that annoying mouth and calm down, and the usual hostility disappeared between his brows, and he couldn't help feeling that the scene suddenly became pleasing to the eye.

The living room was quiet for a while.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Wen Ran felt that it was boring to just sit in the living room, so he thought about going upstairs to Fu Chenlie's study and staying there to read the books on teaching qualifications.

At this time, a mobile phone rang.

She looked up following the voice.

After Fu Chenlie picked up the phone and glanced at the caller ID, he immediately looked at Wen Ran.

She asked puzzledly: "It's your phone that rang. What do you think I'm doing?"

He said nothing, picked up the phone and said in a deep voice, "Grandma, what's the matter?"

"Is Ran Ran at home?"

"Since you want to ask her, why call me?"

The old lady scolded: "You brat, why can't I ask my granddaughter-in-law?"

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"This weekend, bring Ran Ran to the old house for dinner at noon?"

He raised his eyes and stared at Wen Ran, deliberately repeating the main point of the old lady's words: "Go to the old house for dinner?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Ran immediately waved at Fu Chenlie, with a strong desire to refuse.

She pointed to the back of his injured head, and conveyed the reason "grandma couldn't explain it" with her lips.

However, the man withdrew his gaze indifferently, completely ignored her hints and refusal, and even asked the old lady complacently, "What do you plan to cook in the old house at noon?"

Wen Ran suddenly had no love in his life.

I asked what kind of dishes I wanted to cook, and it seemed that I couldn't escape.

She smashed Fu Chenlie's head the night before, if grandma saw her in the old house, he would definitely sue her, so grandma would think that she was just pretending to be well-behaved and sensible.

But she obviously didn't pretend.

Wen Ran lowered her head, looking very distressed.

Fu Chenlie was still communicating with the old lady: "Well, I see."

"..."

"Okay, goodbye grandma."

Wen Ran couldn't hear what grandma said over there, but she could hear Fu Chenlie's words clearly.

You don't need to think about it, you know, you must go to the old house.