My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 285 Gloomy and Sinister Qi

Chapter 285: Chapter 285 Gloomy and Sinister Qi

Even if time had passed, hearing those words that represented deep disgust still made her unable to become immune.

A feeling called embarrassment surged from the bottom of her heart and spread rapidly to her limbs.

Wen Ran’s almond-shaped eyes brimmed with grievance.

She said nothing, silently turned around, and went to the driver’s side.

Fu Chenlie’s thin lips formed a straight line, and somehow, her eyes, wet and seemingly about to cry, were imprinted in his mind, suffocating him.

He tensed his face and got into the car.

On the way back to the villa, the carriage was silent all the way.

After arriving home, the car stopped, and both of them almost simultaneously unbuckled their seatbelts and got out.

As soon as Wen Ran got out of the car, she walked towards the house without saying a word, her steps fast as if escaping, clearly evident.

Fu Chenlie followed her, watching her panicked demeanor, his face gloomy.

After entering the house, Wen Ran changed her shoes at the entryway and walked toward the stairs.

Having changed his shoes, Fu Chenlie looked at the woman who had walked several meters away, "Your husband returned from a long trip, and this is the attitude you greet him with? Don’t you have anything to say to me?"

His words successfully made her stop walking.

Wen Ran’s expression was pale.

She turned around, her gaze piercing through the layers of air to meet his indifferent eyes, "You’re asking this because you want to know what?"

He frowned.

He had not heard it wrong, her address to him was—

"You?!"

The man strode forward, closing the distance between them as he spoke, "Just a day apart, and Mrs. Fu has forgotten how to address me? Such a poor memory, do you need me to remind you?"

Wen Ran looked at his stern face, somewhat nervous.

He had suppressed too much emotion today, so much so that at this moment she couldn’t guess what he was thinking at all, and the unknown always represented fear.

Moreover, being physically weak, if any conflict arose and it came to blows, she stood no chance.

To say she wasn’t scared would be a lie.

She pursed her lips, hesitant yet reluctant, she finally spoke, "... I should call you ’husband,’ I haven’t forgotten."

Fu Chenlie’s lips curved slightly.

He had moved closer, his steps stopped, and looking down at her from a height, "Since you haven’t forgotten the address, you should also remember the rules we set, right?"

Rules?

The rules about kissing and hugging?

She remembered, but with his current demeanor, she was not in the mood for the usual formalities.

"You set too many rules, which one are you referring to now?"

"Kiss before work, hug before leaving work, remember now?"

Wen Ran mustered her courage and responded with a "mm," looking up at him, "You want to make up for it?"

"Of course."

As the words fell, he extended his long arm, effortlessly pulled her arm and drew her into his embrace, then bowed his head and captured her lips, kissing her fiercely.

Previous kisses, even though aggressive and dominating, he would support her by her waist to ensure she wouldn’t fall.

But today, as he ravaged her lips aggressively, he continuously moved forward, forcing her to keep stepping back until her back hit the stair railing.

"Ah..." she gasped in pain.

All of the man’s actions halted abruptly as if frozen.

He stood up straight, staring at her crumpled little face, his dark eyes gradually dimming.

Wen Ran was unhappy, frowning, bowing her head, and silently clenching her teeth.

Fu Chenlie’s face was tense, and even though a touch of pity arose from within him, the chilling aura he emitted made the surrounding temperature continuously drop.