My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 118 Hint

Chapter 118: Chapter 118 Hint

"I don’t know, but shouting for someone at the bathroom door is pretty bizarre."

"Exactly, and he sounds like a middle-aged uncle, doesn’t he?"

"Old pervert, obviously."

Wen Ran listened to the two girls’ conversation and felt they were absolutely right.

After the two girls left, she finally emerged from the restroom, hesitantly.

Just as she went out, Wen Ran saw President Gao standing at the entrance of the ladies’ restroom.

She frowned and quickly walked to the hotel corridor.

President Gao quickly followed her, "Little beauty, why are you running?"

Little beauty?! Wen Ran almost vomited at the greasy middle-aged man’s slimy nickname.

She quickened her pace, wanting to rush back to the private room.

With so many people there, President Gao wouldn’t dare to act up.

But to her surprise, President Gao blocked her path.

Wen Ran replied indifferently, "President Gao, do you need something from me?"

"How much do you get paid driving for Fu Chenlie each month?"

"Five thousand."

President Gao’s eyes were practically glued to Wen Ran, "How about this, you quit working for him and follow me, I’ll give you ten thousand a month, how does that sound?"

"No need, thank you."

"What’s so good about following Fu Chenlie? He brings you, a girl, to a social scene full of men, which shows that he treats you like a companion lady. With me, you’ll have a house to live in, a nanny to look after you, and ten thousand in spending money each month for doing nothing. How about that?"

Wen Ran eyed President Gao up and down with a smile, "How big is the house?"

"How big do you want it to be?"

"I’m currently living in a house of thousands of square meters, it can’t be smaller than where I live now, right?"

President Gao was momentarily stunned, seemingly in disbelief.

In his moment of hesitation, Wen Ran swiftly ran away.

Upon entering the private room and seeing Fu Chenlie still seated in his original spot, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When she returned to Fu Chenlie’s side, Wen Ran shifted her chair closer to herself, not only bringing their chair legs together but also resting her arm against him.

Though he wasn’t particularly nice to her, in such a situation, a husband was still dearer.

President Gao also re-entered soon after.

After sitting back down, he moved his chair toward Wen Ran. She intentionally stretched her leg to the side to block him. Perhaps not wanting to make a scene, he didn’t take it any further. However, he poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Wen Ran, "Miss Driver, come on, let me toast you."

"I don’t drink. I have to drive our boss later."

"It’s okay, have this drink, and later I’ll call a replacement driver for Mr. Fu."

Wen Ran clenched her teeth, motionless.

She reached out and tugged at Fu Chenlie’s sleeve, signaling him to help her out.

But unexpectedly, he glanced at her action and said, "Miss Driver, is your hand cramping?"

Wen Ran’s face changed color.

Locking eyes with Fu Chenlie, she felt so wronged she almost cried.

"Come on, Miss Driver, let’s have a drink," President Gao started urging her again.

Wen Ran bit her lip.

If Fu Chenlie wasn’t going to help her, she had to brace herself to take the glass.

But before she could touch it, a hand reached out in front of her, taking the glass from President Gao first.

It was Fu Chenlie’s hand.

His hand was distinctively handsome and slender.

As he reached over in front of her, she even caught the clean and sharp scent of his clothes, possibly because he had just been drinking, with a faint aroma of mild liquor.

Wen Ran subconsciously followed the line of his arm to look at his face.

Fu Chenlie’s expression was unreadable, but beneath his calm eyes seemed to be a long-contained complex emotion.