My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 160: Are You Afraid I’ll Kiss You?

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: Are You Afraid I’ll Kiss You?

Wen Ran naturally responded, "Grandma asked if the household chores at home were also done by you."

He slightly raised an eyebrow, asking with interest, "What did you say?"

"You guess?"

"You said that’s not the case?"

She tilted her head and smiled at him, "I’m not telling you."

Fu Chenlie, "..."

Wen Ran soon spoke up again, "Right, Grandma also asked what job you have."

"What did you say?"

"I said you’re a manager at a small company,"

His expression changed abruptly, and he took a few steps toward her, standing to her right and looking down at her as he demanded, "Are you trying to smear my name?"

Wen Ran retorted nonchalantly, "Is that considered smearing?"

"The scholar in your town already knows I graduated from a prestigious university with a master’s degree, yet you tell Grandma I’m just a manager at a small company. Isn’t that suggesting I’m incompetent? Incompetent to the point that even though I have a prestigious university degree, I can only stay in a small company as a manager?"

"Your Grandma is not my Grandma. Does it really matter to her what kind of person you are? You don’t even care about her granddaughter, so why would you care about her thoughts?"

Fu Chenlie snorted arrogantly, "That’s different."

Wen Ran had finished washing the bowls and, while drying her hands, she asked him nonchalantly, "How is it different?"

"It’s about a man’s dignity."

"Then go out now and tell Grandma you’re the CEO of a multinational corporation, making an extremely high salary and restore your brilliant image."

Fu Chenlie frowned at her, "Wen Ran, why do I feel like you’re deliberately trying to irritate me?"

"Me? Irritate you?"

After her rhetorical question, she put on an aggrieved face, "Husband, saying that really wrongs me. How would I dare to provoke you? I’m afraid you would settle accounts with me before I even had a chance to return to the villa, so please don’t misunderstand me."

The man let out a disdainful snort between his lips.

She curled her lips into a smile, "The bowls are clean; shall we go out?"

He looked at her but didn’t move.

Wen Ran didn’t understand what was getting into him, intending to bypass him and leave the kitchen first, but to her surprise, he took a step and blocked her path.

She had no choice but to look up at him and ask, "What are you doing?"

Fu Chenlie didn’t speak, but suddenly he reached out and lifted her chin, leaning down close to her.

Wen Ran panicked and took a step back.

The man’s hand grasped at air, and looking at her fearfully pale face, he scoffed lightly, "What are you afraid of? Afraid I’ll kiss you?"

Wen Ran shook her head mechanically, adeptly arguing, "I just ate, and my mouth tastes like food. I didn’t want you to find it dirty, especially since you’re someone who doesn’t even share a cup with others..."

Fu Chenlie heard the mention of a "cup" and immediately guessed she was alluding to the incident on the day they received their marriage certificate when he had thrown away the cup in Huan Island Villa after she touched it.

Oh, at that time, he had also said, "I find things you’ve touched disgusting. Better to throw it away and keep things clean."

Although some time had passed since the incident, Fu Chenlie was taken aback that Wen Ran remembered it so vividly.

Regaining his composure, his gaze on her deepened significantly, "Wen Ran, who would have thought you would remember every word I’ve said? Tell me the truth, do you have some inappropriate thoughts about me? Hm?"

Wen Ran, "..."

This misunderstanding was too great.

She shook her head earnestly, "Absolutely not, rest assured. Me, a woman who throws herself at you and in whom you have no interest, I harbor no improper thoughts towards you. My heart is as pure as ice, with the sun and the moon as my witnesses!"