My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 330: Did I Disturb You?

Chapter 330: Chapter 330: Did I Disturb You?

Fu Chenlie said a few words to dismiss the crowd around him, then took long strides toward Wen Ran.

"Ah Lie—" a voice reached his ears.

He turned his head to glance, and it was Lu Jinglun.

The woman beside Lu Jinglun was his secretary, Jiang Yan, also Wen Ran’s best friend.

Fu Chenlie stopped in place and didn’t move. After Lu Jinglun approached, he spoke coolly, "What’s the matter?"

"What’s the matter? I just saw you, so I wanted to say hi."

"Mm."

After dropping that word, without bothering with even a polite remark, he decisively turned around and headed straight to Wen Ran and Qin Zeyu’s side.

As soon as he reached them, he heard Qin Zeyu say to Wen Ran, "Ranran, you look stunning tonight."

Fu Chenlie’s expression immediately darkened. His face tightened, and his cold, sharp gaze landed on Wen Ran as he ordered icily, "Wen Ran, come here."

Wen Ran instinctively looked up.

Seeing Fu Chenlie staring at her with a visibly displeased expression, she immediately guessed that it was because he saw her sitting with Qin Zeyu and wasn’t happy about it.

She wisely stood up and silently walked over to his side, flashing a smile. "Boss, you’re done with work?"

"I’m not busy."

"Oh."

He furrowed his brow and glanced at Qin Zeyu, then looked at her and asked, "Why are you sitting with him?"

Wen Ran patiently explained, "You were busy socializing earlier, so I casually found a spot to grab something to eat. Qin Zeyu came over to say hi. We didn’t talk much."

"Did I interrupt you two?"

"No."

He gave a fake, disinterested "Mm." "Good, as long as I didn’t interrupt."

Wen Ran, "..."

She had just exchanged a few harmless words with Qin Zeyu, wasn’t this reaction over the top?

Qin Zeyu also stood up and looked at Fu Chenlie, speaking, "Mr. Fu, Wen Ran is an independent person. She should be free to exchange a few words with an old classmate, right?"

"Of course." Fu Chenlie glanced at Wen Ran after speaking, "Do you need more time to chat with Mr. Qin?"

Wen Ran shook her head, "No need, we’re done talking."

Fu Chenlie responded with a casual "Mm" and swept his gaze over Qin Zeyu. "Apologies, she doesn’t feel like continuing your conversation."

Qin Zeyu frowned, momentarily speechless.

Wen Ran was also at a loss for words.

But she didn’t say anything, merely pressed her lips together and tugged lightly at Fu Chenlie’s sleeve, muttering quietly, "Boss, I saw my best friend. I want to go say hi to her."

"I’ll go with you." With that, he wrapped his arm around her waist and took a few steps forward. Then, looking back, he shot Qin Zeyu a triumphant look—it unmistakably carried the smugness of a victor looking down on a loser.

Out of the corner of her eye, Wen Ran caught a glimpse of his childish behavior and couldn’t help but feel exasperated internally.

Qin Zeyu twitched his lips.

Watching them leave side by side, he let out a soft scoff and sat back down in his original seat.

...

Jiang Yan had been observing Fu Chenlie’s behavior since he reached Wen Ran and Qin Zeyu’s side. She glanced at Lu Jinglun nearby and probed, "President Lu, do you think Mr. Fu might be falling for our Ranran?"

"Can’t you see for yourself? Why are you asking me?"

"Mr. Fu is your friend. You understand him better than I do and know what calculations he’s making when he does certain things."

Lu Jinglun gave her a sideways glance, "Just because I understand, doesn’t mean I have to tell you."

Jiang Yan, "..."

Fine, she had been too nosy.

Not far away, Wen Ran had already come over, grasping Jiang Yan’s hand as she smiled at her. "Ah Yan, you look beautiful tonight."

"You’re beautiful too. That dress suits you perfectly." Leaning closer, Jiang Yan added playfully, "Mr. Fu picked it out, didn’t he?"

Wen Ran smiled lightly, "He had his aunt pick it."

"His aunt has great taste."

"Indeed."

Fu Chenlie and Lu Jinglun had also started chatting.

Jiang Yan noticed the two presidents engaging in polite conversation and pulled Wen Ran a little further aside. "Ranran, how are things progressing between you and Mr. Fu?"