My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 33 Who’s with you as one of us?

Chapter 33: Chapter 33 Who’s with you as one of us?

A burst of fresh and crisp fir scent timely overflowed into the tip of her nose.

Wen Ran found it pleasant, and couldn’t help but sniff.

"Are you not getting up?" A cold and displeased voice came from above.

She hurriedly withdrew from his embrace, her legs wobbling a bit due to not yet having recovered, before she managed to stand properly.

Wen Ran had already prepared herself to be slandered by Fu Chenlie as "throwing herself at him," even though her unsteadiness was thanks to the punishment of being made to stand by him, but she also thought it over and didn’t feel like arguing with him.

However, he said nothing and turned to walk toward the office door.

She was somewhat surprised, and with the surprise came relief.

Wen Ran let out a sigh of relief and lifted her foot to follow him.

Her foot was very sore, and as she walked, she tiptoed, which looked awkward.

The employees of the president’s office had not yet left and saw Fu Chenlie and Wen Ran leaving the office one after the other. They couldn’t help but secretly observe, and once the two had left the president’s office, discussions started up-

"That girl is pretty good-looking. I wonder how she became Mr. Fu’s driver."

"It’s quite preposterous that someone of Mr. Fu’s status would hire a driver who gets into an accident on her first day."

"It’s even more preposterous for the chairman to ask Mr. Fu to prepare a driver’s rest room for her."

"Maybe she is actually Mr. Fu’s girlfriend. After all, Mr. Fu had her stay in his office all afternoon; it feels like she’s being treated quite indulgently!"

"But isn’t Mr. Fu’s fond of Jiang Wan Ning?"

"How long has Jiang Wan Ning been missing? Mr. Fu is young and vigorous, full of energy, and deals with a myriad of matters every day. Can he really go without a woman around?"

"The topic has gone off track!"

At the elevator entrance.

Wen Ran automatically went to another elevator without the "Presidential Use" sign and pressed "down."

The elevator doors opened.

Just as she was about to step in, Fu Chenlie suddenly spoke, "Stop right there!"

Wen Ran was confused, "What’s wrong?"

Fu Chenlie said nothing and lifted his chin, signalling her to get on the same elevator as him.

She remembered the incident in the morning when he told her to "get out" and retorted with pursed lips, "Didn’t you say I couldn’t ride your private elevator?"

"Otherwise, should I wait for you in the parking lot?"

"This elevator is already here, and I won’t be later than the boss."

He was losing patience, and his tone of voice became heavier, "Do you think you are the only one who needs the elevator at this time?"

After speaking, the man had already stepped into the elevator first, his cold gaze sweeping towards her, "Get in."

Wen Ran obediently got into the elevator and pressed the button for the first basement level, then silently stood to the side.

Fu Chenlie was off work, and Cheng Cheng was nowhere to be found.

She was a bit worried, wondering if she would still have to drive later?!

If she got into accidents twice on her first day of work, could she make a name for herself at Fu Group?!

The thought was embarrassing.

Fortunately, after reaching the parking lot, Fu Chenlie directly walked to the driver’s side, and without hesitation, got into the car.

Of course, Wen Ran didn’t dare treat him like a driver anymore and silently got into the passenger seat.

After standing for several hours, she was finally sitting down.

She felt so happy she nearly cried.

After the car drove out of Fu’s underground parking lot, Wen Ran realized that after all the shuffling at work today, she still hadn’t received the weekly menu from Fu Chenlie’s secretary.

Glancing at his face, seeing him focus on driving, she spoke softly, "Boss, did you forget to ask your secretary to send me the menu? What are we having for dinner tonight?"

The man glanced at her, "Who’s ’we’?"

Wen Ran, "..."

That’s the focus?!

She persisted and rephrased, "What are you having for dinner tonight?"

Fu Chenlie finally spoke like an Emperor issuing a decree, "Call Cheng Cheng and have him notify the secretary to send you the menu."