My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 140: Are You Jealous?

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Are You Jealous?

When she finished speaking, Fu Chenlie stared at her calm eyes, slightly moving, as if trying to decode the meaning behind her question.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly smiled, "Are you concerned about me and Xu Tong?"

Without thinking, Wen Ran blurted out, "Why would I care about her?"

The man nodded solemnly, but his gaze grew even more inscrutable as he raised his tone to probe further, "So, are you concerned about me?"

Wen Ran, "..."

Though what he said seemed correct, why did she feel that her concern was so superfluous?!

Or rather, it wasn’t concern, but jealousy, jealousy that her husband was dining alone with another woman.

Though they had no love between them, they were still bound by a marriage contract.

She couldn’t help but care about his dealings with other women.

Fu Chenlie caught her hesitant expression, and slightly curved his lips, "Or are you... jealous?"

Jealous?

Wen Ran’s heart stirred, and she immediately snapped back to reality.

She looked up at him, avoiding the topic of whether she was jealous or not, "You get angry when I pose as someone’s girlfriend, and I dislike that you dine alone with other women, even dropping them home and letting them sit in the co-driver’s seat. Haven’t you heard that married men shouldn’t let other women sit in their co-driver’s seat so casually?"

"So, can married women sit as co-drivers with single men?"

"..."

He always had a way to counterattack precisely.

Wen Ran lowered her gaze, her face reflecting a deeper melancholy, "If you don’t want to tell me why you went out with Ms. Xu, fine, I can’t control you anyway. It has always been you who makes me feel dominated."

Watching her bite her lip and lower her gaze, Fu Chenlie felt as if she was the most aggrieved person in the whole world and couldn’t help but scoff coldly.

Yet, inexplicably, he didn’t want to see her looking so distressed.

He reached out, lifted her chin, and his handsome face drew closer to hers again, their foreheads almost touching.

Wen Ran watched his sudden movement, nervous and somewhat puzzled, "What are you trying to do? You just said..."

Fu Chenlie cut her off, "Kiss me once, and I’ll tell you."

"What?" She was stunned.

He patiently repeated his earlier statement, tempting her gently, "Little crybaby, kiss me once, and I’ll tell you why I met with Xu Tong, hm?"

Wen Ran looked into his eyes, feeling as if there was a magnetic pull in them, making it hard for her to look away, but she still retained a shred of rationale and countered, "Who’s the little crybaby? Stop calling me names."

"Aren’t you? A few questions and you’re about to cry. Isn’t that a crybaby?"

"It’s because you’re too scary."

He disagreed, "Am I?"

Without thinking, she responded, "Yes, I’ve never seen anyone as scary as you; when you get angry, it’s as if you’re about to kill someone."

The man chuckled, but this time, without any sarcasm or displeasure.

He asked her, "If you don’t provoke me, would I get angry?"

"You don’t even like me, do you really need to get that angry? It’s as if I betrayed you."

"You are Mrs. Fu, and as your husband, hearing others introduce Mrs. Fu as their son’s girlfriend, especially when they actually like you as their daughter-in-law, discussing how much dowry to prepare for you, just put yourself in my shoes, how would I feel?"

Wen Ran, "..."

She knew she was at fault here.

But she had already apologized to him over and over again, yet he was still unyielding.

"Kiss me once, hm?" Fu Chenlie saw her dazed expression and spoke again, his voice carrying a guiding, tempting tone.