My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 211: So What if There Is?

Chapter 211: Chapter 211: So What if There Is?

"Really?"

She hadn’t noticed.

When they had just registered the marriage, all those promises he made were nothing but empty words, and he always found various excuses to justify himself.

Oh, he had also said he wasn’t interested in her at all.

How long had it been, and now the interest had come?

He was more controlling than anything.

Wen Ran was inwardly sneering at Fu Chenlie’s behavior when she heard the man’s questioning voice, "What are you thinking about?"

She snapped back to reality and shook her head subconsciously, "Nothing... nothing at all."

He snorted coldly, seemingly not believing her at all.

Just then, Wen Ran’s phone rang.

She glanced at the screen and realized it was a voice call from Aunt Zhao.

Fu Chenlie also saw it and said coolly, "Aren’t you going to answer it?"

"... I’ll answer."

With that, she picked up and politely greeted, "Auntie..."

From the other end, Aunt Zhao’s gentle voice came through, "Ranran, Xiu Yun has explained it all to me. He only asked you to pretend to be his girlfriend because we pressured him too much. Sorry for the trouble, Auntie has caused you."

"No, no, it’s fine as long as everything’s clear. Zhao Xiuyun didn’t want to worry you either."

"I heard from Xiu Yun that you married Mr. Fu?"

Wen Ran looked at Fu Chenlie and said together, "... Yes."

On the other end, Aunt Zhao laughed, "Mr. Fu is Jiang City’s renowned young talent. Ranran, you’re a good girl, worthy of such an outstanding person as Mr. Fu. Auntie wishes you a century of happiness and an early birth of a precious child."

Wen Ran, "..."

Neither of these phrases suited her marriage with Fu Chenlie.

But she still responded obediently, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Don’t mention it, uh... Auntie will ask you out shopping some time when I’m free. I won’t bother you this weekend. That’s it, goodbye."

"Auntie, goodbye."

After hanging up, Wen Ran fixed her gaze on Fu Chenlie, her eyes filled with an indescribable mix of emotions.

How had she not expected that the issue would just resolve like this?

She glanced at the time displayed on her phone—it had been exactly four minutes since she hung up the video call with Zhao Xiuyun.

She couldn’t help but think —

Boss is awesome!

In the midst of her thoughts, Fu Chenlie commented nonchalantly, "Zhao Xiuyun’s mother has decent emotional intelligence."

Wen Ran came back to her senses.

She knew that Fu Chenlie had made such a conclusion after hearing Aunt Zhao’s praises and blessings.

However, she also felt that Aunt Zhao handled the situation very maturely.

Wen Ran snapped out of her thoughts and looked at him, "By the way, boss, CEO Zhou caught us earlier... standing quite close, did she say anything?"

He looked back at her, his eyes deep with a hint of confusion, "What could she say?"

"Did she ask you what was going on between us?"

"Wen Ran, are you out of your mind?"

She frowned, accusingly, "... Could you not attack people when you talk?"

He huffed, looking down at her with a cool demeanor, "I’ll only say this once, so listen carefully."

"Oh."

"CEO Zhou is just the CFO of Fu Group. She has no right to interfere in my private life. Even if you were my kept mistress, she would have no standing to question it, get it?"

Wen Ran immediately glared back, "Who is your kept mistress? How can you talk so recklessly?"

The man looked at her wide eyes and unexpectedly found them... quite cute.

He slightly curved his lips, "I was just giving you an example to help your not-so-bright brain understand."

Wen Ran watched him smile, wondering what he was so pleased about, and with a touch of dissatisfaction, she pressed, "Why choose such a distasteful example? Do you actually have thoughts of keeping a mistress?"

Fu Chenlie looked down at her from his lofty position, "What if I do?"