My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 324: Why Look for Another Woman

Chapter 324: Chapter 324: Why Look for Another Woman

Wen Ran denied without thinking: "No, whoever you’re involved with has nothing to do with me."

He sneered coldly: "Do you truly believe that yourself?"

She said nothing, stubbornly trying to pry his hand off her chin.

The man didn’t loosen his grip; instead, he squeezed tighter and leaned down slightly. His handsome face magnified in front of her as he spoke with a mocking smile: "Mrs. Fu, do you know who that woman is?"

"I don’t know, and I don’t want to know."

"You’ll regret not knowing her."

Wen Ran was displeased with him pinching her chin. She felt toyed with and furrowed her brows, shooting him a glare: "What is there for me to regret?"

"Regret your own foolishness."

"Oh, yes, you’ve always thought I was foolish."

Fu Chenlie looked at the slight hint of grievance on her face as if she was about to cry. At that moment, he dropped the urge to tease her further and abruptly released her chin.

Finally free, Wen Ran lifted her foot, ready to leave and head upstairs.

As they brushed past each other, her wrist was caught by Fu Chenlie: "Mrs. Fu, inside this gift bag is a gown I had someone pick out for you to wear at tonight’s gala."

Wen Ran froze.

From the start... it was meant for her?

He observed her stunned surprise and scoffed lightly: "Open it and see if you like it."

"I can wear any random outfit; there’s no need for the boss to personally find a woman to pick clothes for me. After all, I’m not anyone significant, just a driver."

"You’re still Mrs. Fu."

"No one knows."

"People will know."

Wen Ran glanced at him: "Not many people know, so there’s no need for me to dress up."

Fu Chenlie gave her an exasperated look, finally gripping her shoulders as he patiently said, "Madam, the dress is already paid for. Open it to see if you like it, then try it on to see if it fits, alright?"

"Why did you have another woman pick clothes for me? Why didn’t you do it yourself? Or just take me to choose?"

"I’ve been busy with work lately; you’re aware of that, aren’t you?"

Fine, she had nothing more to say.

The man handed the gift bag to her again: "Open it and take a look?"

She hesitated for a moment before finally accepting it.

She pulled out a box from inside.

Fu Chenlie sat down on the sofa, quietly watching her movements, his gaze also fixated on the box.

Wen Ran opened it and found an exquisite champagne-toned dress that instantly tugged at her heart. The material felt incredibly soft to the touch; there was no doubt about it—it was expensive.

She instinctively looked toward the man: "This dress..."

He said in a deep voice: "Chosen according to your measurements, it should fit."

"How did she know my measurements?"

"I told her."

Wen Ran frowned slightly: "You never measured me or asked. How would you know?"

"I’ve held you." The man dropped those three words, his gaze sweeping to her chest subtly as he smirked faintly: "And I’ve gauged visually."

Her face immediately flushed red, her eyes flustered.

She cursed inwardly: Shameless.

Fu Chenlie very much enjoyed seeing her shy reaction. He studied her expression like an art connoisseur, taking in every detail, then slowly curved his lips: "The woman who brought clothes to the company for me that day—you know her too."

Wen Ran raised her eyes; the blush on her face gradually faded.

She knows her too?

Could it be Fu Tianxin?

No, Tianxin isn’t that type.

That woman was evidently more mature and radiated a stronger feminine allure.

By this point, Wen Ran’s curiosity was piqued. Unable to resist, she finally asked: "So... who exactly is she?"