The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Fu Chenlie withdrew his gaze, and when he took the water glass to his lips, he said lightly: "Say it."

"I, I like you."

Hearing this, the originally indifferent man frowned.

He put down the cup in his hand, and said in a formulaic voice: "Director Zhou, I have always recognized your ability as the financial director, and I hope you can continue to shine in your job, so don't think about things that don't have any meaningful things."

Director Zhou looked at him with affectionate eyes: "Mr. Fu, I will not delay work because of anything, but today, I want you to listen to me."

The man glanced at her lightly and said nothing.

Director Zhou took this as the default, and slowly said: "Mr. Fu, actually, I have liked you since the first time I joined the company. I know that there are many women in the group who like you. They follow your news every day. It will be a long time to meet you in the company by chance, I will be excited for a long time, I may be just one of them, but I still can't help liking you."

"In order to get closer to you, I worked hard and spent five years as the financial director. Finally, I got the opportunity to report to you once a week, and I can also meet you in some meetings. The more I know you You, the more I like you."

"Many people say that I am promoted quickly, my salary is raised frequently, and they praise me for being outstanding, but no one knows that it is all because of liking. It is my liking for you that supports my efforts and keeps giving me positive hints. , I will go smoothly in the Fu family and come to today."

Hearing these words, Fu Chenlie felt nothing in his heart.

He glanced at Wen Ran's direction, and saw that she was eating Sichuan noodles with big mouthfuls. She looked like a starving ghost, as if he had been harsh on her and kept her from eating a full meal in the villa around the island.

The man had the urge to call her over, wanting her to listen carefully to how other women confessed to him.

Thinking of this, Fu Chenlie felt ironic.

What kind of perseverance is it that others can work hard for promotion and salary increase in order to get close to him?

But what about Wen Ran?Driving a broken car only wants to back down.

The stark contrast made him feel more and more dissatisfied and desire to conquer that woman.

Director Zhou's voice continued: "Mr. Fu, today is the first time you agreed to have dinner with me. I am very happy. When I said I like you, I definitely didn't want you to agree to be my boyfriend. I just wanted to express my love for you." Let you know that you are excellent, so good that you can become the driving force behind others' progress and success."

Fu Chenlie said "Yes", and accepted all the compliments.

Director Zhou smiled: "Don't worry, President Fu, I will continue to work hard in the future and live up to your trust in me."

He responded with one word: "OK."

After the words fell, the man lowered his head to eat.

Director Zhou secretly glanced at him.

After she said so much, does Mr. Fu only have one "good"?

Is it because there are too many women who have confessed to him, so many that he has no patience to respond?

Thinking of this, Director Zhou felt a little sad.

However, when the feelings that had been buried in her heart for many years were spoken out, she felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

When Fu Chenlie was seven or eight percent full, he leaned on the chair and quietly waited for Director Zhou to eat. At the same time, he looked in Wen Ran's direction. She was still cooking seriously as if no one else was there, with a satisfied expression on her face from time to time. .

The corners of his lips curled up a little unconsciously.

The man held up the water glass in his hand and brought it to his lips, while continuing to observe Wen Ran with great interest.

Then--

He saw Xu Tong who appeared out of nowhere suddenly passed by Wen Ran.

She walked over a few steps, Wen Ran's juice glass fell over, and the juice spilled, staining her clothes...