My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 292 The Stigma of Being Kept

Chapter 292: Chapter 292 The Stigma of Being Kept

Wen Ran discovered that Fu Chenlie really had a knack for talking nonsense.

Infidelity?!

She glared at him, scoffing at herself with a cold laugh, "Honey, rest assured, even if I had the thought, I lack the courage. Even if I were tired of living, I wouldn’t dare place a green hat upon your head."

The man didn’t know why, but his mood suddenly improved quite a bit.

He slightly curved his lips upward, with a rather aggrieved tone, he said, "Then why won’t you let me see your phone?"

Wen Ran began to argue, "You’ve seen my phone before, at least, but I have never seen yours. I haven’t even looked at your phone, so what gives you the right to check mine over and over again?"

Fu Chenlie nodded seriously, his thin lips revealing a faint, unclear smile, "Is that so?"

"Yes!"

"Fine then."

Confusion spread across her face, not understanding what his "fine" meant. Little did she know that in the next second, the man casually pulled out his phone from his trouser pocket and handed it to her with one hand, "Here you go."

"Huh?"

"Mrs. Fu can look however she wants, for as long as she wants, even if she wants to call someone and ask if I have an affair with them. I won’t complain one bit. Does that satisfy you?"

Wen Ran, "..."

She was quite satisfied.

But that was completely unnecessary.

She didn’t take it, "There’s no need. Let’s just not look at each other’s phones."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure. You can have your own privacy."

Fu Chenlie’s eyes revealed a playful smile, with a hint of temptation, "Maybe, there’s something in my phone that you’d find interesting."

Wen Ran followed with a question, "What kind of thing?"

No sooner had her four words fallen than his phone began to ring.

Fu Chenlie glanced at the caller ID, which was unmarked.

He coldly chuckled with an indifferent expression, handing the phone to Wen Ran, instructing her, "It’s a strange number, answer it for me."

As he spoke, seeing she did not move, he took the initiative, forcefully stuffing the phone into Wen Ran’s hand.

At the same time, he also snatched her phone away.

Just as she was about to claw her own phone back, he threw out a very tempting offer, "Answer this call, and you won’t have to make up for today’s hug and kiss."

Really? Such good luck?

Wen Ran’s hand moved back slightly with the phone.

Seeing her movement, Fu Chenlie coldly sneered displeasure, but after all, said nothing, just tilted his chin at her, signaling her to take the call.

She sighed with relief, sliding to answer without changing expression and turned on the speakerphone instead of bringing it to her ear.

The voice on the other side quickly came through, "Mr. Fu, are you asleep?"

Wen Ran’s eyes widened in an instant, even larger than a gong!

That was Liu Jing’s voice!

Wen Ran desperately signaled to Fu Chenlie with her eyes, and even used lip-reading to tell him, "Liu Jing, it’s Liu Jing!"

But what about him?

He indifferently curled his lip, acting as if he saw nothing, even turned and went upstairs with long strides, leaving her with a back that seemed to recognize no one!

Wen Ran saw Fu Chenlie going upstairs, feeling even more panicked inside. What to do?!

Should she speak to Liu Jing?

Liu Jing would consider it a mild offense that she gave her a fake number, but the key was that, in the middle of the night, holding Fu Chenlie’s phone, Liu Jing would definitely doubt the relationship between her and Fu Chenlie and might even take the opportunity to tarnish her reputation in front of classmates, according to her own interpretation.

Wouldn’t she then be branded with the stigma of being kept?

This Fu Chenlie...

Wen Ran suspected that he did it on purpose, just to mess with her!

"Mr. Fu? Are you listening?" Liu Jing urged again.

She didn’t have time to wonder how Liu Jing knew Fu Chenlie’s surname was Fu, took a breath, and responded in a soft voice, "It’s me."

"Wen Ran?"

Liu Jing was extremely surprised, the softness in her voice immediately replaced with a chill, "How come it’s you? Did you give me a fake number, deceiving me?"