My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 295: Are You Trying to Argue with Me?

Chapter 295: Chapter 295: Are You Trying to Argue with Me?

Wen Ran, "..."

When had she found out?

She had never been with a man, nor did she understand men.

However, after thinking it over, Wen Ran looked at him pitifully, her eyes carrying a small plea, "Then can’t you restrain yourself for my sake, as your wife, and let me win?"

Fu Chenlie stared at her innocent and aggrieved expression, speaking earnestly, "Madam, I have already been restraining myself for over twenty years."

Without thinking, Wen Ran retorted, "Then you shouldn’t be so desperate. CEO Zhou also likes you, and CEO Zhou is so beautiful and capable, surely many times better than Liu Jing! Why don’t you choose CEO Zhou?"

His gaze darkened.

This woman...

She could think of someone irrelevant, yet why couldn’t she think of herself?

Seeing that he had stopped talking, Wen Ran’s mood also plummeted.

Her face turned uglier, and her voice grew colder, "Give me back my phone, I’m going to sleep."

"The dinner hasn’t been delivered by Cheng Cheng yet, what sleep?"

"I’m not hungry."

Fu Chenlie sneered lightly, applying pressure indifferently, "Hungry or not, you still have to eat with me."

Saying this, he grabbed her hand, placing her phone in her palm, "Just now Qin Zeyu sent you a message, you were busy making bets, so I replied for you."

Wen Ran was instantly stunned.

Fu Chenlie replied to Qin Zeyu’s message?

What good could he have possibly said?

She snapped back to reality, momentarily forgetting to show her displeasure, hurriedly unlocking the screen and opening Qin Zeyu’s chat box.

When Wen Ran saw the message that Fu Chenlie had sent to Qin Zeyu, her pupils shook instantly!

She had intended to reply to Qin Zeyu with "This is the money for the car repair, please keep it," and then Qin Zeyu had replied "It’s too much," then, Fu Chenlie responded—

[My husband rewards you.]

Wen Ran’s blood pressure spiked immediately.

How was she supposed to face Qin Zeyu now?!

That was too excessive!

Her fingers pressed and held the message, wanting to recall it, but it was too late!

It couldn’t be recalled.

Wen Ran lifted her head, gritting her teeth and glaring furiously at Fu Chenlie, so angry she couldn’t even find the words to criticize him!

Yet he met her gaze with complacency, even flashing her a proud smile, "Do I look good?"

She suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, her tone carrying a bit of accusation as she spoke, "Why would you randomly send messages from someone else’s phone?"

"Someone else?" The man’s tone lifted slightly, chuckling, "Madam, you are not someone else; you are my, Fu Chenlie’s, person."

Wen Ran clenched her teeth, ignoring him.

Fu Chenlie continued, "Qin Zeyu is a genuine outsider, a male homewrecker who fantasizes about intruding into our marriage. If I don’t make him see reality, he’ll think he has the capability to dig into my corner!"

She patiently argued with him, "But did you consider my feelings before sending that kind of message?"

Instead of answering, he countered, "What feelings?"

Wen Ran clenched her teeth, her brows furrowing tightly, "He is my classmate, and when I come across him on the street, how am I supposed to face him? Are you an ancient Emperor, using words like ’reward’ to speak to others?"

Fu Chenlie watched her speak impatiently, his expression gradually cooling, "Are you trying to argue with me? Over another man?"

"I’m just discussing the matter at hand."

"The message has already been sent, and it can’t be retracted. Discussing it further is pointless."

Having said that, his tone softened a bit, "Alright, come downstairs with me, Cheng Cheng should be delivering dinner soon."

As he finished speaking, the man reached out to pull her, preparing to take her downstairs.

However, Wen Ran drew her arm back, dodging him.