The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Fu Chenlie looked at her with extremely calm eyes, as if being cuckolded, something that ordinary men can't stand, didn't matter to him.

The silence lasted for nearly five seconds before the man said helplessly, "Then tell me, what should I do? Do I hit you to vent my anger? Or do you want me to find that man and run him over to death with a car?"

Wen Ran's face changed slightly.

She didn't mean it that way.

Where did he have the face to say these words?

Wen Ran stared at him, and really gave a solution: "You can find a time, go with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the divorce certificate, give your Miss Jiang a title, and give me freedom."

The man sneered: "You are dreaming."

His tone was obviously light and flirtatious, but it sounded like a kind of arrogant arrogance.

Wen Ran was helpless about this.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the man's arm pressed against the wall: "Let go, I'm leaving."

"You came to chat with me tonight, why are you going?" As he spoke, the man raised his chin in the direction of the dining table: "Go and sit."

Wen Ran's exquisite face was full of resistance: "How much is the car repaired?"

The eyes he stared at her were extremely oppressive: "I said, what I want is sincerity."

"The owner of the car I hit that day was not you."

"But the car is mine."

She pursed her lips: "Are you so interesting?"

The man chuckled and raised his right hand, trying to touch her face.

Wen Ran turned her head away.

Fu Chenlie paused, his deep eyes locked on her face: "It's been five years, I haven't seen my wife, today I finally have a reason to sit down and have a meal with her, I think it's very interesting."

She gritted her teeth and cursed "shameless" in her heart.

Wen Ran didn't know how thick-skinned he was to say these words, but after hearing them in her ears, it made people very angry.

She stared at him, leaning her back against the wall, motionless.

The man withdrew for a while and looked at her: "Madam, you can either sit down and have a good meal with me, or I'll find someone to drive and break Gu Mobei's leg, which one do you choose?"

"Why are you threatening me?"

"I'm not threatening you, I'm discussing with you and giving you a choice."

After five years, Wen Ran originally thought that she was strong enough to have the courage to face all difficulties and have the ability to solve all problems, but when facing Fu Chenlie, she felt that she instantly became a fish on the chopping board.

Why does he always have a way to handle her?

She thought about it, probably because Fu Chenlie was a loyal follower of bullying others.

He grew up in Jiangcheng and has been in shopping malls for many years. He knows countless people both black and white. It is easier to target and pinpoint someone than to trample an ant to death.

What's even more frightening is that he has various ways to get himself out of the way.

Now he recognizes Wen Qi as Gu Mobei, if she doesn't follow her, Wen Qi will be in danger.

She couldn't disregard his safety.

But she would not be reconciled if she just gave in like this!

Seeing her standing still, Fu Chenlie's nerves seemed tense, as if she was making a difficult decision, and his heart softened for no reason.

When he spoke again, he spoke in a gentle tone, as if discussing with her: "It's just a meal, at most a chat, I promise I won't exceed the rules, let alone make you feel any discomfort, huh?"

Looking at him, Wen Ran felt that this man was a good negotiator who played both soft and hard ways.

Finally, she walked to the table with a cold face and sat down.