My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 119: Mrs. Fu, Aren’t You Leaving Yet?

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Mrs. Fu, Aren’t You Leaving Yet?

Wen Ran was still trying to figure out how to describe her emotions when President Gao spoke up, "Mr. Fu, that drink was for the lady driver, why did you take it?"

Slap—

The moment President Gao’s words fell, the glass crashed to the ground as Fu Chenlie smashed it, and the harsh sound of glass meeting marble tiles echoed throughout the private room.

Wen Ran jumped in fright.

She looked at Fu Chenlie, only to feel that the temperature around him had dropped rapidly at that instant, cold enough to freeze the air.

President Gao’s face changed on the spot, and all his flirtatious thoughts towards Wen Ran vanished in an instant. He looked at Fu Chenlie, stammering, "Mr. Fu, what do you mean by this?"

Fu Chenlie’s lips were tightly pursed, and he didn’t even deign to look directly at President Gao. He glanced at him from the corner of his eye, his voice arrogantly indifferent and chillingly dreadful, "Didn’t she say she wasn’t drinking? Can’t you hear?"

President Gao was stunned on the spot, seemingly unable to grasp the situation.

The others present dared not even breathe.

The silence seemed to last forever until Fu Chenlie stood up from his chair and glanced over the people present, "If you want to collaborate with Fu Group, that’s fine, but what I value isn’t just what kind of company you’ve run."

With that, he looked at President Qian, "Could you please send me the final list of the cooperative enterprises? I’ll make the final selections based on the details of the list."

Everyone present was astute, and they immediately understood his words.

President Qian immediately responded, "Yes, yes, Mr. Fu, you can count on it."

Out of courtesy, Fu Chenlie nodded at him then, under everyone’s watchful eyes, extended his hand to Wen Ran, "Mrs. Fu, shall we go?"

The title "Mrs. Fu" made President Gao fall straight from his seat.

President Qian, along with everyone else present, had varied expressions, their faces more shocking than if they had seen a ghost.

Wen Ran also unwittingly widened her eyes.

He actually called her Mrs. Fu in front of so many people?

Wasn’t she not supposed to assume the identity of Mrs. Fu?

Wen Ran stopped thinking further and quickly reached out and placed her hand in his palm.

The moment she touched his dry, large palm, she felt her heart, which had almost cooled down completely, suddenly warm up because of this handshake.

After the pair left, President Gao sat on the ground, shaking with fear.

Mrs. Fu...

Fu Chenlie’s driver was really his wife?!

What had he just done?!

The Gao Family was finished!

...

Wen Ran, with her hand held by Fu Chenlie, left the private room and then left the hotel.

She looked at her hand held by Fu Chenlie and raised her eyes to gaze at his profile. Her heartbeat unexpectedly began to race.

Just a moment ago in the private room, he had directly shown no regard for President Gao’s face and had even angrily smashed the glass.

Was all this because of her?

It wasn’t the first time Wen Ran had seen Fu Chenlie angry, but it was the first time she had seen him smash something because of anger. Now, recalling how he had appeared in the private room, his face fearsome and his gaze cold like the king of a dark night, his powerful and terrifying aura; she actually found it very handsome and very MAN.

He also asked President Gao—

"Didn’t she say she wasn’t drinking? Can’t you hear?"

When he said this, his expression clearly was calm, but his tone was distinctly cold, his noble and elegant demeanor grasped perfectly.

After leaving the hotel, the two reached the car.

Fu Chenlie opened the driver’s door and raised his chin at Wen Ran, "Get in."

She looked at him and didn’t move.