My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 293 Yes, Very Scared, Scared to Death

Chapter 293: Chapter 293 Yes, Very Scared, Scared to Death

Wen Ran spoke up, "I didn’t lie to you."

"So, you’re holding your boss’s phone right now?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing her admit that she was holding her boss’s phone, Liu Jing immediately began to maliciously speculate, "Are you really being kept by him?"

Wen Ran replied coldly, "Watch your mouth!"

"What, you dare to do it, but you can’t stand others talking about it? The way you look at your boss is not innocent at all, and a driver, isn’t that just a position convenient for being taken advantage of anytime?"

Rage surged in Wen Ran’s chest!

She sneered, "Don’t speculate on others with your shameless standards freely—remember, I can give you my boss’s number, or I can just block you."

This clearly threatened Liu Jing.

Her tone softened a bit, "Where is Mr. Fu? Give him the phone, I have something to say to him."

"Sorry, he just drank some alcohol, got drunk, and has already gone to sleep."

"He’s asleep?"

Wen Ran said irritably, "Yes."

Liu Jing scoffed, "He’s asleep and you are still at his house?"

"Oh, I was just about to leave, so I’m going to hang up now, goodbye."

"Wait—"

Wen Ran said indifferently, "Is there anything else?"

"Which company does your boss work for? What’s the address?"

"...Sorry, I can’t divulge that."

Liu Jing started to provoke her, "What? Are you afraid your boss will fall for me and fire you?"

Wen Ran almost rolled her eyes to the heavens.

But she didn’t want to waste too much time arguing with Liu Jing, so she just admitted, "Yes, I’m terrified!"

"The more you fear, the more I want him to fall for me!"

"Oh, suit yourself."

Liu Jing taunted, "Wen Ran, one day I’ll make you realize that not all men revolve around you!"

Wen Ran frowned.

When had she ever thought so?

Displeased with Liu Jing’s provocation, she replied coldly, "Really? Well, let me tell you, my boss doesn’t care about you at all. Otherwise, why would he throw the clothes you touched directly into the trash? Those clothes were expensive, custom-made, possibly worth more than your annual salary."

Liu Jing fell silent for several seconds after her words.

Just as Wen Ran was about to hang up, Liu Jing’s voice came through again, somewhat smug, "Wen Ran, how about we make a bet?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

"I bet I can definitely get into Mr. Fu’s bed."

Wen Ran, "..."

She suddenly didn’t even know what to say.

Such shamelessness was indeed unprecedented.

But no matter what, Fu Chenlie was now her husband, and hearing such brazen and unscrupulous words, she couldn’t help but feel a rare competitive desire.

She said with a lifted lip, "What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I’ll stop meddling in yours and Qin Zeyu’s affairs."

"There’s nothing between him and me."

Liu Jing didn’t believe it at all, "Stop pretending, I’ve known for a long time that you like Qin Zeyu. Wen Ran, if I win, you resign and tell Mr. Fu to let me be his driver."

Wen Ran was speechless.

Just now she had mocked her for being a driver as a convenient way for Fu Chenlie to take advantage anytime, and now she was coveting the job?

The hypocrisy was infuriating!

Wen Ran responded lightly, "No problem, but Liu Jing, if you lose, you stay away from me and my boss, never appear in front of us again, and stop causing trouble for no reason!"

"Okay, it’s a deal."

"How long do you need for the bet?"

Liu Jing said confidently, "Not long, three days."

Wen Ran didn’t even bother to scoff this time.