My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 336: Moved

Chapter 336: Chapter 336: Moved

Wen Ran was led off the stage by Fu Chenlie.

At this moment, her heart was racing.

Only now did she understand what he meant earlier when he said, "There will be people who know," after she claimed no one knew she was Mrs. Fu. She also understood what he intended when he talked about giving her a sense of security.

Announcing their marriage during the Fu Group and Huasheng Technology’s celebratory banquet had likely been a long-planned move by him.

This man was, indeed, deep and unfathomable, a master strategist.

She felt inferior in comparison but profoundly convinced by him.

"Mrs. Fu..." Fu Chenlie suddenly spoke.

Wen Ran snapped back to reality and looked up into his gaze, replying with a soft "Hmm."

He curved his lips into a smile. "Now everyone knows you’re my wife. Do you feel a bit safer?"

She slightly pressed her lips together. "Why did you do this?"

"To make you feel at ease."

"Make me feel at ease?"

The man softly uttered an "Hmm," his calloused fingertip grazing gently across her cheek. "By announcing our marriage, now everyone in Jiang City knows I’m yours. They’ll all keep an eye on me for you. If I step out of line, if I do anything to wrong you, they’ll all stand by you and judge me. Does that help you relax a little?"

He had thought of everything—for her sake.

He treated her so well.

Wen Ran’s heart began to uncontrollably sink deeper.

She bit her lip, an indescribable cascade of emotions washing over her.

Looking at him, her lips unknowingly drew into a faint smile. She wanted to say "I feel more at ease," but for some reason, an urge to cry welled up inside her.

Wen Ran had never been valued like this before.

Especially by someone who was merely her contractual husband.

She suppressed the sourness in her chest, raised her eyes to look at him, her eyelashes lightly trembling. "Why are you so good to me?"

"You’re my wife. If I’m not good to you, who else should I be good to?"

"But we’re just a contractual couple."

He ruffled her hair, following up on her words. "When you fall in love with me, we won’t just be a contractual couple anymore."

In that moment, Wen Ran felt the warmth of his palm—it was so warm, so comforting.

The man’s voice continued, "A contract is lifeless, but hearts are alive. Hearts can move. You’re so smart—you must understand this, don’t you?"

She lowered her gaze and lightly nodded.

The walls Wen Ran had built around her heart seemed to crack, inevitably touched.

A man so outstanding, who treated her with such care—why not give it a chance?

After all, if she missed Fu Chenlie, she might never encounter someone better in this lifetime.

What if?

What if... they could have a better ending?

With that thought, Wen Ran became bolder. Smiling at him, she teased, "Husband, the way you stood on stage just now and announced I am your wife—it was so handsome, so charming."

"You liked it?"

"I liked it."

Though satisfied with her answer, the man pressed further, "Do you like me, or do you like Tan Qiming?"

Wen Ran answered playfully with a laugh, "Of course I like you."

He continued to ask, "Do you like me, or do you like Qin Zeyu?"

Her lips curved, and with an impish grin she replied, "Still you."

The man raised a brow. "Are you sure?"

Wen Ran took the initiative to hold his hand that rested on her face, looked directly into his eyes, and nodded. "I’m sure. I only like you. I don’t like any of them. What about you? Do you... like me?"

Fu Chenlie uttered a soft "Hmm." "I like you very much."

She pursed her lips slightly, hesitated for a few seconds, and cautiously looked at his expression before tentatively asking, "Then... do you like me more, or do you like Ms. Wan Ning more?"