My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 205: I Have Someone I Like

Chapter 205: Chapter 205: I Have Someone I Like

"No good."

"What do you want then?"

When Fu Chenlie spoke, his tone left no room for refusal, "Call him right now, turn on the speakerphone, and clear things up once and for all. If he can’t give you a satisfactory response about his mother’s reasoning right away, I’ll respond for you."

Upon hearing this, Wen Ran got the hint that this man intended to forcefully intervene.

She immediately felt dissatisfied.

Yet, she didn’t dare to be confrontational in front of him and could only meekly whisper her complaint, "Can’t you give me some personal space? You make all the decisions, and I have no rights here. How am I supposed to fall for you?"

Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows.

He looked at her quietly muttering with an unhappy expression and his heart inexplicably softened.

Seconds later, Fu Chenlie spoke, "Fine, then sit here and wait for Zhao Xiuyun’s reply. Once you’re done chatting, show it to me, then you can go back to your driver’s rest area."

Wen Ran was surprised and felt extremely favored.

She looked at him with a skeptical expression, "Are you really letting me handle it myself?"

He hummed affirmatively and said in a deep voice, "Giving you the personal space you wanted."

"Thank you, boss," Wen Ran smiled sweetly.

Fu Chenlie smirked.

He rose from the sofa and strode towards the office desk.

Wen Ran watched his tall and straight silhouette, suddenly finding his way of walking very attractive, much like a male model’s.

She found it odd, how had she not noticed before that he walked so handsomely?

It must be because he was being agreeable today, and she was looking at him through a filter.

So Wen Ran thought.

Her phone vibrated with a message, bringing her back to reality. She looked down at the message.

Zhao Xiuyun: [I haven’t said anything yet, but Ranran, my mom really likes you. She keeps asking me to invite you out for meals and keeps talking at home about how nice it would be when you marry into our family, so much so that I don’t know how to tell her the truth.]

Wen Ran felt relieved after reading the message.

Thank goodness she hadn’t called on speakerphone!

Otherwise, upon hearing Zhao Xiuyun’s words, wouldn’t Fu Chenlie be so angry that smoke would come out of his nostrils?

If he grew angry to that extent, she would be the one to suffer in the end.

She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly composed a message.

[Zhao Xiuyun, I advise you to tell the truth. I can’t accompany Auntie shopping this weekend, and continuing to lie isn’t a solution. Lies will be uncovered sooner or later. It’s better to admit it and discuss it properly with them, so they stop pressuring you.]

Zhao Xiuyun: [Lying all the time really isn’t a solution. Ranran, do you have a boyfriend?]

Wen Ran, "..."

Why was this becoming more and more off-topic?

Apparently not receiving a reply.

Zhao Xiuyun sent another message: [I actually really like you. I thought you were beautiful in school, and most importantly, you’re very kind. Being around you is so comfortable. Ranran, if you don’t have a boyfriend, could you give me a chance?]

Wen Ran, "..."

She just wanted to solve the problem, why was she suddenly being confessed to?

Now, she even began to doubt whether she could show this chat log to Fu Chenlie.

Wen Ran was on the verge of tears.

Her face crumpled as she composed her reply: [I have someone I’ve liked for many years. Zhao Xiuyun, you should really clear things up with your mom. It’s also my fault this time for agreeing to deceive your family at first. I shouldn’t have agreed. I’m sorry, but please, tell Auntie the truth.]

After sending this message, Wen Ran, worried she might not convince Zhao Xiuyun, sent another firm one.

[Just so you know, the guy I like found out about me pretending to be your girlfriend, and he’s super mad. I’m really troubled now.]

She didn’t want to pressure Zhao Xiuyun, but Fu Chenlie was pressuring her.

She worked and lived under his roof, and really couldn’t afford not to yield.

Just as Wen Ran sighed inwardly, she heard Fu Chenlie instruct, "Give me your phone. Let me see the progress of your communication."