My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 392 Pushed Her Away

Chapter 392: Chapter 392 Pushed Her Away

She was very curious about everything regarding Jiang Wan Ning.

Curious about what kind of woman could make Fu Chenlie think about her for two whole years.

However, he asked, "Why are you looking at that?"

Wen Ran thought up a reason and replied, "Didn’t you say she’ll be back in a while? What if I meet her and don’t recognize her, and you’re not there? How awkward would that be? Show me her photo so that at least I’d know who it is if I see her."

The man agreed, "Alright, I’ll show you the photo."

Wen Ran lifted her head from Fu Chenlie’s embrace and met his gaze, "Is it on your phone?"

He responded, "Yeah."

She let out an "oh," with a hint of reluctance on her face, muttering, "So you’ve been keeping her photo all this time."

"It’s only one photo. When we were together before, for some reason, I was collecting information, and I snapped a shot with my phone. It’s a solo photo of her, not one of us together."

"Then can you show me?"

Fu Chenlie nodded compliantly, "Sure."

With that, he reached out for his phone on the bedside table. After opening the photo album and searching for a long time, he finally found Jiang Wan Ning’s photo, which was buried among countless others, and handed it to Wen Ran, "Here it is."

Wen Ran took his phone and examined it closely.

The woman in the photo had a high ponytail, wore a white blouse on the top, and jeans on the bottom. She seemed plain, somewhat attractive, but not a stunning beauty that would take one’s breath away at first glance.

She thought she looked better than Jiang Wan Ning, and suddenly realized—

A man loves a woman not just for her extraordinary looks.

At least, not only for that.

Wen Ran’s gaze shifted from the phone to Fu Chenlie’s face, "Honey, you’ve kept this photo, do you look at it when you miss Ms. Wan Ning?"

"No, it’s just been there since it was taken, never deleted."

"If you don’t, then delete it, okay?"

He stared at her, observing the faint smile on her face, and slightly curled his lips, "Alright, since Madam doesn’t like other women’s photos on my phone, I’ll delete it, and after that, let’s take some more photos together."

"Sure," she replied sweetly and quickly pressed delete.

That wasn’t enough for her, as she went into the recently deleted album and thoroughly wiped out the photo.

The man didn’t comment much on this.

After deleting the photo, Wen Ran put the phone down and looked at Fu Chenlie with a smile, "Are you getting up?"

He reached both hands out to her, "How about lying here a little longer together?"

"Okay." She said, throwing herself over, hugging his neck and pulling him back onto the bed. After lying down, her head rested on his shoulder, feeling a warmth in her heart.

Fu Chenlie picked up the phone with his free hand, opened the camera, held it over their heads, kissed her hair with his slender lips, and snapped a photo.

Wen Ran reached for the phone, "Can I see it? Is it nice?"

"It’s nice."

"It’s so dark, I need to edit it. Send it to me, I’ll edit it and then send it back to you, and you delete the original."

He laughed and ruffled her hair, "It’s already very nice."

She lightly snorted, questioning him, "What’s nice? My face looks so dark, and my bags under my eyes are bigger than my eyes. It’s clearly a dark photo."

Fu Chenlie smiled helplessly, "Alright, edit it if you want, whatever makes you happy."

"Mm-hmm."

Wen Ran responded, took his phone, and sent the photo to her own phone, placing it back above their heads. She opened a photo editing app, imported the photo, and began editing it diligently.

However—

Just as she adjusted the exposure, a phone ringtone sounded.

It wasn’t her phone, but the one resting above their heads.

Fu Chenlie picked up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and smoothly pushed away Wen Ran, who was leaning against him. He sat up and asked in a gentle and concerned tone, "Wan Ning, what’s up?"