My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 479: It’s Not Your Place to Comment

Chapter 479: Chapter 479: It’s Not Your Place to Comment

After Wen Ran knocked on the door, she pushed it open without waiting for any response from inside.

When she walked into the office, the two people in the dining area looked over at her simultaneously.

Fu Chenlie’s eyes darkened a bit.

He immediately lifted his foot and walked towards her.

Wan Ning stood up from her stool.

Wen Ran watched the man stop beside her. She took the initiative to entwine his arm, looking up into his eyes with a smile at the corner of her mouth, and asked playfully, "Honey, have you eaten lunch?"

The man was a bit surprised, surprised that she didn’t change her expression upon seeing Jiang Wan Ning.

He said, "Just had it."

Her smile deepened, "With Ms. Wan Ning?"

"No, I ate before she came."

"Oh, I thought you might be sneaking lunch with Ms. Wan Ning while I wasn’t at the company."

Fu Chenlie said in a low voice, "No."

His reply was simple, steady, without panic or chaos, calm, which made it very convincing.

Jiang Wan Ning had already walked over from the dining area.

She swept her eyes over Fu Chenlie and Wen Ran’s intertwined arms, only to find that harmonious and intimate scene particularly offensive.

Unfortunately, she was nothing to him anymore, and couldn’t question him about anything.

After a brief silence, Jiang Wan Ning aimed her outburst at Wen Ran: "Ms. Wen, you, a mere business assistant in the Foreign Trade Department, have no qualifications to come to the top floor to see Mr. Fu."

"So what?"

"Are you relying on your personal relationship with Mr. Fu, ignoring company regulations?"

Wen Ran sneered, "Company regulations? I believe all those company regulations were set by my husband, right? So let me ask Ms. Wan Ning, my husband previously mentioned that work matters should be communicated with the Risk Department, and he also said not to come to the top floor again. And in just a few days, Ms. Wan Ning, you not only sneaked up here after work hours but also criticized me here with such grandiose pretense, don’t you think you’re being ridiculous?"

"I’m the General Manager of the Project Department, more qualified than you to enter this office."

"Ms. General Manager of the Project Department, Mr. Fu told you not to come to the top floor previously, and you’re up here now, are you treating Mr. Fu’s words as nonsense?"

With these words, Fu Chenlie frowned, giving her a glance.

However, in those eyes, there was no blame, just a bit of incredulity and slight displeasure.

Jiang Wan Ning’s face changed, and then she sneered.

She looked at Fu Chenlie, "Ah Lie, take a good look, is this the wife you married back home? Speaking so recklessly, in what way is she better than me? How is she worthy of you? Such a person is of no use to you in business, and you have to take care of her in daily life. If you need her company at any future business dinners, you’ll be ridiculed by everyone, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at?"

Listening to Jiang Wan Ning’s righteous speech, Wen Ran wished to slap her face.

Unfortunately, Fu Chenlie was present.

She couldn’t be the one to act first, doing so would ruin her image in his eyes.

Filled with anger, not knowing how to vent it, Wen Ran finally lifted her gaze to look at the man beside her.

It was then she realized—

Fu Chenlie’s eyes on Jiang Wan Ning seemed to be coated in ice, chilling to the bone, even his voice was cold and frightening: "Jiang Wan Ning, Wen Ran is my wife. It’s not your place to comment on her."

"Ah Lie, I’m just standing up for you."

"Do I need it?"

Jiang Wan Ning was unwilling to give up, still wanting to say something: "But..."

The man frowned, extremely impatiently cutting her off—