My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 362: Deceiving Me?

Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Deceiving Me?

Hearing such blunt words, Wen Ran fell silent.

The man leaned in closer, inhaling the fragrance at her neck, and as his thin lips brushed against it, he extended his tongue.

Wen Ran couldn’t help but shrink her neck.

This reaction, to him, was no different from a response.

Fu Chenlie gave a light laugh, and as his shallow kisses lingered at her ear, his deep, hoarse voice followed: "When you’re willing to accept me, let me know, and I will fulfill your wishes right away, hmm?"

These words made Wen Ran blush fiercely.

Fu Chenlie was very satisfied watching her expression change.

He touched and kissed her for quite a while before reluctantly whispering in her ear, "Goodnight."

"...Goodnight."

Wen Ran actually didn’t resist contact with him.

She even felt his embrace was warm, and the pleasant smell on him seemed to have a hypnotic effect, helping her fall asleep quickly.

She only held back because of Jiang Wan Ning, always feeling she couldn’t give herself completely.

Especially fearing that if she got pregnant, they would eventually head towards divorce.

...

The next day, Wen Ran drove Fu Chenlie to work as his driver.

The day started off ordinarily, but she was troubled about finding an excuse to secretly meet Xu Tong.

At five in the afternoon, Wen Ran left the driver’s lounge, walked to Fu Chenlie’s desk, and lied to him, "Honey, I want to go downstairs to pick up a delivery."

The man glanced at her, "I’ll go with you, let’s leave work directly."

She refused without a thought, "No... no need, I used the company’s address for the delivery, I need to bring it up."

Fu Chenlie did not doubt her, "Alright, you go ahead."

Wen Ran hummed in acknowledgment, turned, and left the office.

She didn’t have any delivery, but went downstairs and out the company lobby, caught a cab by the roadside, and gave the driver the location Xu Tong had arranged with her yesterday.

About ten minutes later, Wen Ran’s phone rang.

It was Fu Chenlie calling.

She looked at the screen and didn’t answer.

But he kept calling and even sent messages.

[Why aren’t you answering the phone?]

[I’ve checked, there’s no delivery for you on the first floor.]

[Where did you go?]

Wen Ran looked at these messages, faintly feeling a bit of Fu Chenlie’s concern for her.

She urged the taxi driver to speed up, and just before reaching the destination, she quickly replied to Fu Chenlie’s message.

[Honey, someone asked me to meet at a quiet bar on Zhuhai Road for a chat, I’m heading over, could you come pick me up?]

The message had barely been sent when the man’s call came in again.

This time, Wen Ran answered, "Hello?"

"Who are you meeting that warrants hiding it from me and deceiving me?" his voice tinged with slight displeasure.

She pressed her lips together, speaking with a lack of confidence, "I’m sorry."

"Who are you meeting?"

"Xu Tong."

On the other end, the man’s voice grew colder, "Why are you meeting her?"

Wen Ran looked out the car window, and when she spoke, her voice carried a veil of suppressed, inexplicable grievance, "Fu Chenlie, I think I might be starting to like you a little, and I’m seriously considering spending the rest of my life with you. But I know your favorite has always been Ms. Wan Ning. Xu Tong said she could tell me some things about you and Ms. Wan Ning, so I came."

There was a moment of silence before he spoke, "If you want to know something, you can ask me."

"...I asked last time, this time I want to hear what someone else has to say."

Somehow, Fu Chenlie’s words carried a hint of anger, "Wen Ran, have you ever thought about why Xu Tong would do this? Maybe she just wants to deceive you and drive a wedge between us."

She smiled slightly, "Why are you so nervous? Is there something between you and Ms. Wan Ning that could disrupt our marriage?"