The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Hearing this, Wen Ran's face changed slightly.

Her first reaction was to make an excuse.

But on second thought, forget it.

Anyway, he has always defined her in this way, there is no need to explain.

Wen Ran raised her eyes, looked out the window through the windshield, and smiled nonchalantly: "Yes, women who love money like it. I love money, so I like it too."

Fu Chenlie glanced sideways at her, his eyes darkened a bit.

She just admitted it like that, but it made him feel that she punched the cotton, which was very boring.

The speed of the man's car suddenly increased.

Wen Ran felt that the car was accelerating, but not speeding.

She knew that Fu Chenlie had been in the shopping mall for many years, and she still had the most basic sense. Even if she felt unhappy, she would not do any impulsive behavior that would take her life as a joke.

Wen Ran leaned on the passenger seat without saying a word.

About 5 minutes later, her cell phone rang suddenly.

She opened it to check the WeChat and it disappeared. It was from Wen Ran.

【Ran Ran, are you free tomorrow night?we have meal together?I want to complain about my boss with you, there are really too many complaints, that man is simply annoying. 】

Wen Ran is free tomorrow night.

However, besides Wen Ran, she is still Mrs. Fu.

Fu Chenlie is also a person with a strong desire to control, so she has to tell him in advance what she wants to do.

In order to go out for dinner with Jiang Yan tomorrow, she turned her head to look at the man driving the car, and reported to him without reservation: "My friend asked me to have dinner together tomorrow night, can you make dinner by yourself?"

He was driving the car, looking ahead, and after she finished speaking, he asked coolly, "What do you think?"

Wen Ran rolled his eyes.

I like to ask "what do you think" every day, but does it matter what she thinks in the end?

Didn't he make a decision in one sentence?

Poor girl, although she was extremely dissatisfied, she still had to answer cooperatively: "I think it's okay, and it's not a giant baby, who can't walk independently anymore?"

As soon as Wen Ran finished speaking, there was a "squeak", and Fu Chenlie stepped on the emergency brake.

I was a little flustered.

He tilted his head to stare at her, his dark eyes were dark and his expression was cold: "Will you talk well?"

The latter pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said softly, "I haven't finished talking about why you interrupted me. I mainly want to express how it's possible that you, the dignified president of the Fu Group, can't even manage your own dinner?"

She has seen through Fu Chenlie, as long as she speaks softer and pretends to be weak when he gets angry, he will not do anything to her.

As long as it's not tough, it's fine.

Soon, Wen Ran heard the man say in a cold voice: "You have become more and more presumptuous recently."

"No, I dare not."

"I warn you, be more polite when talking to me in the future, and be less yin and yang."

She nodded obediently: "Okay, I see."

He closed his gaze coolly, and drove the car out again.

Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't do much to her, it was still a mystery whether he could go out with her tomorrow night.

Wen Ran had no choice but to look at him again, bit the bullet and asked: "Then can I go out for dinner with my friends tomorrow night?"

He was deaf and did not speak.

This silence made Wen Ran feel that there was no game left, and she couldn't help but feel a little dejected, with a raised face.

Fu Chenlie glanced at her from the corner of the eye, saw her wrinkled face, seemed unhappy, narrowed her eyes slightly, and casually asked her a few questions: "What friends? Men and women, what time, where are you?"