My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 22 Do You Not Want Your Face Anymore?

Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Do You Not Want Your Face Anymore?

Zhao Xiuyun smiled, "I understand. I won’t ruin the image your boss has of you."

Wen Ran chuckled inwardly.

The image she had in Fu Chenlie’s heart didn’t need anyone else to ruin it.

Twenty minutes later.

As soon as Zhao Xiuyun’s car stopped outside the Fu Group building, Wen Ran saw Granny Fu and Fu Chenlie standing at the entrance.

She hurriedly got out of the car and ran over to them.

When she stopped, she caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye of Fu Chenlie’s gaze, sharp as a dagger, watching her, and it felt like he was about to settle the score for her hanging up on him.

Wen Ran automatically ignored that, and turned to the elderly lady, "Grandma, why are you out here?"

"Waiting for you to go eat. How was the driving lesson this morning?"

"It went well. My classmate has driving experience and told me a lot of things to look out for. I learned quite a bit."

As she was talking, Wen Ran turned her head to look towards the car.

Fu Chenlie’s gaze also followed hers.

Zhao Xiuyun had already gotten out of the car and was walking over.

When Fu Chenlie saw that it was a man, his expression cooled by a degree, and he sneered coldly at Wen Ran, "In the blink of an eye, you’ve hooked up with a man, Ms. Wen. You really have some skills."

Wen Ran glared at him, "What an unpleasant thing to say."

"That’s right," the elderly lady chimed in.

Zhao Xiuyun came over and addressed Granny Fu, "You must be Granny Fu. Hello, I am Zhao Xiuyun."

Granny Fu nodded her head, "Hello, hello."

Zhao Xiuyun then looked at Fu Chenlie, "You’re Ranran’s boss, right? I’m her classmate Zhao Xiuyun. We had a good relationship at school, often studying topics together."

Fu Chenlie stared at him, silent.

Zhao Xiuyun, feeling somewhat uncomfortable under the gaze, rubbed the back of his head and glanced at Wen Ran again, "Right, Ranran?"

"Um, yes..."

After giving a perfunctory reply, she looked to the elderly lady, "Grandma, shall we go to eat?"

"Let’s go."

With those words, the elderly lady withdrew her arm from Fu Chenlie’s grip.

Wen Ran tactfully supported her.

Zhao Xiuyun opened the back door of his car, "Should Granny Fu sit here?"

"Sure, sure, I don’t mind where I sit." As she got into the car, she shot a glance at Fu Chenlie.

He also came over, and in a commanding tone, he said, "Grandma, sit in my car."

The elderly lady asked without any courtesy, "Weren’t you not going to eat just a moment ago? What’s the matter now?"

"That was before, now I’m hungry."

After speaking, she glanced at Wen Ran, "You support grandma here while I tell Cheng Cheng to get the car out."

"Can’t we all just take my classmate’s car? It can fit us anyway. Why trouble Assistant Cheng?"

"I have a cleanliness obsession; I never sit in dirty places."

Wen Ran, "..."

Can’t you speak properly?

My classmate is still here. Saying something so hurtful, how am I supposed to face Zhao Xiuyun?!

This is infuriating!

Wen Ran gave Zhao Xiuyun an apologetic look and whispered a soft word with her hand covering her mouth, "Zhao Xiuyun, my boss is just like this, his EQ is terribly low. Don’t take it personally."

Zhao Xiuyun gave Wen Ran a smile, "Don’t worry, I don’t mind."

Seeing this image, Fu Chenlie felt displeased, and he pulled Wen Ran to his side, his cold tone pouring down like a bucket of icy water over her head, "In front of everyone, speaking so closely with a strange man, Wen Ran, do you no longer care about your image?"