My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 188: Who Gave You the Confidence?

Chapter 188: Chapter 188: Who Gave You the Confidence?

Wen Ran sighed with relief when she saw Xu Tong being grabbed by someone.

But she immediately thought—

Why should she hide?

She should’ve confronted her and had a good fight!

Why should she and Ah Yan be afraid of her alone?!

Wen Ran regretted showing cowardice just now, about to mock Xu Tong, but as she turned her head, she saw the person who grabbed Xu Tong and pushed her aside was none other than Fu Chenlie!

Oh my!

When did he get here?

How much of what she said did he hear?

Did he hear her pleading for him to have a child with her?

It’s over, she had said that last, he must have heard it!

Wen Ran’s resolve to confront Xu Tong disappeared instantly—she stood there small, pitiful, and helpless, becoming increasingly uneasy.

Even when Fu Chen glanced her way, she didn’t dare meet his gaze.

Xu Tong was also clearly startled and lost her earlier arrogance; even when she spoke, she stammered, "Mr. Fu... Mr. Fu, what are you doing here?"

The man didn’t answer.

Instead, his questioning tone was full of indignation, "Who gave you the confidence to lay a hand on her?"

"I... I was just joking, I didn’t mean to really do anything, besides, it was Wen Ran who splashed me first, look, my clothes are wet from her, she even said you were begging her to have your baby, I couldn’t stand her defaming you, I just wanted to frighten her with a joke... She also said that when Wan Ning comes back, your child will already be buying soy sauce, Mr. Fu, but you clearly said last time—"

"The matter between her and me is none of your business."

With that, Fu Chenlie turned back, pulled Wen Ran over to him, shielded her waist, and stood in an intimate posture, coldly warning Xu Tong, "Listen carefully, you’re not to trouble her again, otherwise, I’ll make you roll right back to working at Tongque Building, be it serving drinks or accompanying drinkers, and you’ll never get out again!"

Xu Tong had never heard Fu Chenlie speak to her so harshly, and her eyes reddened in an instant.

Why was it like this?

Wasn’t Mr. Fu in love with Wan Ning?

She was Wan Ning’s friend.

How would she explain this to Wan Ning later on?

Although filled with confusion and discontent, Xu Tong still obediently nodded, "I... I understand, Mr. Fu."

Fu Chenlie didn’t bother with her anymore, and turned back to stare at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran had never expected him to stand up for her without hesitation after Xu Tong went crying to him first.

But now, his gaze was inscrutable, making her subconsciously think he was going to settle the score with her, and she dodged his eyes, hastily lowering her head.

Soon, his voice came from above her, "Are you full?"

Are you full?

Was that all?

Wen Ran felt that when Fu Chen asked the question, his voice was a little gentle, a little indulgent, even less fierce than when he warned Xu Tong just now.

She looked up at him, nodding vigorously, "... I’m full."

The man looked at her obedient appearance now, combined with her swift action of throwing a cup at Xu Tong earlier, and suddenly couldn’t tell which one was the real Wen Ran.

He grunted elegantly, "Then let’s go home."

Wen Ran, "..."

She was out eating with friends!

Shouldn’t she leave with her friends?!

Wen Ran subconsciously looked at Jiang Yan, who very tactfully smiled and waved at her, "Ranran, you go ahead, we’ll catch up another time?"

"...Okay, bye Ah Yan."

"Bye."

And just like that, Fu Chen led Wen Ran out of the hotpot restaurant and out of the shopping mall.

He took her to his car, pressed her against it, and looked down at her, his lips hooking into a mischievously charming expression, "Wen Ran, do you remember what you said to Xu Tong just now?"

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