My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 430: Are You Deaf?

Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Are You Deaf?

Fu Chenlie asked this, which really surprised Wen Ran.

She casually glanced at the variety show playing on the TV and replied with three words that contradicted her true feelings: "The truth."

Fu Chenlie seemed to actually believe what Wen Ran said.

He nodded and patiently said, "There’s nothing between me and her, don’t misunderstand."

Nothing, really?

Allowing her to sit in the front passenger seat is nothing?

Giving her access to the CEO’s private elevator is also nothing?

Then what exactly does it take for it to be something?

Wen Ran didn’t take his call to listen to this nonsense. After a few sentences, she was very annoyed and didn’t want to continue talking with him, so she made up an excuse: "Do you still need anything? I’m going to have dinner with my friend."

Fu Chenlie asked again the question he’d already asked twice: "Where are you? I’ll come get you."

She was already filled with grievances, and after picking up his call, she hadn’t heard anything she wanted for a long time. The impatience in her heart grew thicker, so much so that when she spoke, her tone was extremely poor: "How many times do I have to say it? I’m not coming home tonight. Are you deaf?"

With those words, Wen Ran directly hung up the phone.

Her brows were furrowed tightly, and there was a swell of emotions in her chest that she couldn’t calm down.

What was the point of him saying he’d pick her up now?

Where did that leave her when he agreed to give Jiang Wan Ning a lift in the Fu Group’s elevator? Where did it leave her when he allowed Jiang Wan Ning to boldly sit in his front passenger seat in front of her?!

He called and didn’t even offer an apology, nor did he seem to think he’d done anything wrong.

She was really just amused.

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Huan Island Villa.

Fu Chenlie replayed Wen Ran’s last sentence in his mind—

Are you deaf?

An incredulous expression spilled from his eyes, his brows furrowed, and he was even a bit doubtful as to whether his ears were the problem.

Two months into their marriage, today was the first time Wen Ran spoke to him in such an impatient tone.

Had she gone mad?

Anger surged uncontrollably in the man’s chest as he raised his hand to pinch his brow repeatedly, his whole being incredibly agitated.

He didn’t understand, what on earth had offended Wen Ran, leading her to treat him with such coldness, and not even come home!

Fu Chenlie fished a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, and glanced down at the lighter in his hand. Suddenly he remembered Wen Ran had a friend who worked as a secretary for Lu Jinglun.

He picked up his phone and dialed Lu Jinglun’s number.

The call was answered quickly: "What’s up?"

"Has Ms. Jiang finished work?"

"What do you want with her?"

Fu Chenlie said, "I want to ask something."

The other side guessed: "Is it about the Little White Rabbit?"

"Yes, she didn’t go home after work, she said she was having dinner with a friend. I want to know if it’s Jiang Yan."

"She’s with me right now, we’re about to go for a business dinner, not having dinner with the Little White Rabbit."

He acknowledged with an "Mm" and said, "Could you hand the phone over to Ms. Jiang?"

After this, about two seconds later, Jiang Yan’s voice came through: "Mr. Fu?"

"Has Wen Ran contacted you?"

"Yes."

The man straightened up a bit and pursued: "Where is she?"

Jiang Yan spoke indifferently, "Why should I tell you?"

"She’s my wife, and I want to know where she is, which is reasonable. Ms. Jiang, you don’t have to keep it from me."

"She’s your wife. If she doesn’t come home and you don’t even know where she is, it shows that Mr. Fu isn’t quite up to par as a husband. She’s my friend, and when a friend is unhappy and comes to me, I can’t betray her, right?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Chenlie roughly guessed where Wen Ran was.

He curved his lips into a faint smile: "I understand Ms. Jiang’s meaning. Could you please hand the phone back to President Lu?"

Jiang Yan did as requested.

Lu Jinglun’s voice quickly rang out: "Anything else?"

"When Secretary Jiang joined, she should have written down her address, right?"

"What do you mean?"

He said in a low voice, "I suspect Wen Ran is there. The address should be somewhere on Zhujiang Road. Could you ask your assistant to find out exactly which unit and send it to me?"