The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

At nearly five o'clock, Fu Junyu also came over.

At five o'clock, Fu Zhai's New Year's Eve dinner started on time.

It was very lively at the dinner table.

They toasted together to celebrate, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. There was constant sound of firecrackers outside. Although the taste of the new year was not as strong as when they were young, it was still there.

Wen Ran unconsciously thought of her grandma who was still in the small town.

At this time, grandma should be sitting at home eating dumplings alone.

She suddenly felt sad.

If Dad hadn't been in prison, Grandma wouldn't be so lonely.

If her father hadn't been imprisoned, she probably wouldn't be married to Fu Chenlie at this time, and she wouldn't be pregnant, maybe she didn't even have a boyfriend. At this moment, she should be watching the Spring Festival Gala at home with grandma and father.

But, this is all what if.

Wen Ran didn't feel too much, and when he regained his thoughts, he concentrated on eating, occasionally chatting with the elders at the dinner table, and the picture was quite harmonious.

after an hour……

Fu Chenlie greeted the elders, and took Wen Ran out of the Fu residence.

The fireworks show starts at seven o'clock.

It was six o'clock when they left Fu Zhai.

It's still early.

Outside Fu's residence.

Fu Chenlie helped Wen Ran open the passenger car door, leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt after she got into the car, and looked at her when they pulled away. The collision of their eyes in the air was sweet.

Snapped--

He closed the passenger door, walked to the driver's side and got in the car.

The man put the mobile phone on the center console, pulled the seat belt to fasten it, and was about to start the car when the cell phone on the center console rang.

Wen Ran's heart suddenly shrank.

It's been a day, and I've been on tenterhooks, always afraid that Jiang Wanning will contact Fu Chenlie at this time.

But what should come, still came.

The jumping incoming call displayed the word "Wan Ning". Fu Chenlie glanced at the screen, swiped his long finger, and hung up.

Wen Ran felt relieved.

Only one point.

Because she knew that Jiang Wanning would not give up so easily.

Fu Chenlie drove the car out.

The car drove for 1 minute, and the mobile phone placed on the central control had already received three WeChat messages.

When the fourth beep sounded, the man turned his head to look at Wen Ran, and said in a deep voice, "Madam, put my phone on silent."

"No need, what if news of work comes in?"

"It's Chinese New Year, who will contact me to talk about work?"

Wen Ran responded in a serious manner: "Yes."

After the words fell, she picked up his mobile phone.

Fu Chenlie's phone didn't have a password, so it opened with a single swipe.

Wen Ran pressed the volume down button on the left, to the bottom, and muted the volume, and also turned down the master volume control button on the top.

She was about to put his phone down when a fifth message popped up at the top of the screen——

Ali, farewell.

Wen Ran thought for two seconds, then looked at the man in the driver's seat: "Someone sent you a message saying goodbye, do you want to see it?"

He wrinkled his black eyes and parked the car on the side of the road without hesitation.

Then, he snatched the phone from her immediately and checked the messages.

She watched him move decisively and decisively, and suddenly had the illusion that this man was waiting for her to take the initiative to let him read the news.

On the phone screen, Jiang Wanning sent four messages and one video.

[Ariel, Happy New Year! 】

[I really can't bear it this time. 】

[I would rather die happily than live suffering from pain and suffering. 】

【Ariel, farewell. 】

Fu Chenlie opened the video.

In the video, Jiang Wanning stretched out his left wrist, holding a fruit knife in his right hand and slashed down on his wrist, blood gurgling out, shocking.