My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 291 Restricted Level

Chapter 291: Chapter 291 Restricted Level

The man chuckled in response, "Didn’t I scare you to tears just now? This is compensation."

Wen Ran, "..."

Utter nonsense.

What did he think she was?

She pursed her lips, speaking unhappily, "I don’t need this money."

"Why not?"

"Disputes between husband and wife are common, no matter whose fault it is, what’s the point of solving it with money? If I accept your so-called emotional distress fee of thirty thousand today, the next time you make me cry, are you going to compensate me the same way? If this happens over and over, what does that make me?"

Fu Chenlie watched her leisurely, "What does that make you?"

Wen Ran pursed her lips, reluctantly spitting out, "A woman who can be bought with money."

"I didn’t mean that."

"But your actions suggest exactly that. Besides, my monthly salary is only five thousand, you giving me thirty thousand casually, should I even bother to work?"

He looked at her, his gaze suggesting ’you never really worked hard anyway,’ but Wen Ran didn’t understand.

She further questioned the man, "What are you looking at?"

"You are my wife, isn’t it normal for me to give you spending money? So much complicated theory and rules, I give, you just accept."

"But you said this was for emotional damages."

Fu Chenlie seemed to lose some patience, raising his hand to massage his temple, and said sternly, "Fine, let’s say I misspoke just now, these thirty thousand are for your vacation subsidy, will you accept it then?"

Wen Ran stared at him persistently, "Why do you insist on giving me money?"

He frowned, "I have money and nowhere to spend it, is that a problem?"

She fell silent.

His hand stopped massaging his temple, and he looked at her with a sudden smile. "Or, you could kiss me for five minutes, and then the money is for buying a kiss from you."

At those words, Wen Ran immediately stood up from the couch.

Her face flushed a bit, but it looked more like anger than shyness, "You are shameless!"

The man furrowed his brows.

Shameless?

He looked at her confusedly, "Oh? Mrs. Fu, tell me, how am I shameless?"

"Buying a kiss from me, that... that’s just like selling oneself for money! You can’t insult people like this, and I don’t fancy your money!"

"Mrs. Fu, you are too sensitive."

Wen Ran retorted, "It’s you who doesn’t watch your words."

"Settle Qin Zeyu’s car repair fees first, then come account with your husband, okay?"

"... Oh."

She took out her phone, fiddled with it to transfer money to Qin Zeyu, showing the phone to Fu Chenlie after, "Transferred."

"He didn’t accept it."

"He probably hasn’t seen the message yet."

As soon as she finished speaking, her phone vibrated.

Wen Ran held the phone up to her eyes and saw Qin Zeyu had replied with four words—

[What do you mean?]

"What did he say?" asked Fu Chenlie.

She relayed honestly to the man, "Asking what I mean."

The latter snorted coldly, "That stupid? Doesn’t seem like someone who studied abroad should be."

Wen Ran, "..."

She ignored Fu Chenlie’s remark and crafted a message to Qin Zeyu.

[This is for the car repairs, please accept it.]

Just as she pressed send, Fu Chenlie also stood up from the sofa and reached out to grab her phone.

With the past incident in mind, Wen Ran skillfully dodged, "What are you doing?"

"Let me see the phone?"

"Why?"

He scoffed, his expression indifferent yet frivolous as he looked at her, "Why won’t you let me see? Did you send some lovey-dovey R-rated message to Qin Zeyu? Afraid I’ll find out you’re unfaithful to me?"