The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

"...Since I am also unique, why should I be the second choice of others?"

After speaking, she smiled at him and continued to eat with her head down.

Fu Chenlie looked at Wen Ran and suddenly felt that she was very different today.

In the past, even though he saw many advantages in her, he never discovered that she had such persistence.

Ordinary people may have the same hope as Wen Ran, and he understands that.

But he is Fu Chenlie, one of the most distinguished dignitaries in Jiangcheng's celebrity circle.

Such a man standing at the top of the pyramid sent her an invitation to spend the rest of his life together, but she refused so grandly? !

He doesn't understand.

What's more, she didn't expect Wen Ran to be able to remain unmoved in the face of such a temptation.

The next meal was tasteless for the man.

It was after careful consideration that he came up with the idea of ​​spending the rest of his life with her, and being rejected just like that made him feel bad in his heart.

After dinner, the two returned to the villa.

Aunt Wu went to rest, and there were only the two of them in the living room.

Wen Ran saw that the white gift bag brought back from the company that day was still on the sofa, and wondered if Fu Chenlie had checked what was inside.

After all, it was a gift from a "very important woman" and "a woman who can pat him on the shoulder".

When thinking this way, Wen Ran cursed in her heart——

With such a prosperous peach blossom, how would she dare to spend the rest of her life with him?

She is stingy, and she will never allow the man she likes to have communication and contact with any opposite sex that she doesn't know.

Fu Chenlie came over, saw her standing on the sofa in a daze, followed her gaze, and found that what she was looking at was the white gift bag, slightly pursed his lips, walked over and picked up the gift bag and handed it to her: "Open it and see look?"

Wen Ran regained consciousness in an instant, and looked at him suspiciously: "This is your thing."

"give you."

"This is something that other women gave you, you gave it to me? Are you sure you're right?"

He asked back with great conceit: "Would I be wrong?"

She froze for a moment, and then refused: "I don't want gifts from others. They give you a gift to represent their heart. What's the matter if you pass it on to me again? Ruin other people's hearts?"

Hearing this, the man frowned slightly: "That's not right."

Wen Ran looked at him inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

The latter didn't answer but instead asked, "How do you know that the one who gave me this is a woman?"

Wen Ran, "..."

Yeah, how could she know?

She panicked for a moment, pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and rolled her eyes: "I guessed."

Fu Chenlie snorted coldly.

He walked with long legs, walked slowly to the position directly opposite her, looked at her from top to bottom, looked at the woman's erratic eyes, raised her chin with his hand, and forced her to look at him.

Wen Ran only felt that his eyes were like a vortex that could suck people in at any time, and wanted to stagger away.

But the man turned her face domineeringly, exuding a forceful aura all over his body, and asked, "Mrs. Fu, did you stand by the floor-to-ceiling window in the office and look down?"

"I... just passed by on my way to the bathroom and just glanced over."

"Then your eyes are too good."

She casually said, "Yes, my eyesight is 1.5."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her leisurely: "Continue to make up?"

Wen Ran pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Fu Chenlie sneered: "I said, why were you so angry with me when you got off work two days ago, did you misunderstand my relationship with that woman?"