My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 482: I Will Decide for You

Chapter 482: Chapter 482: I Will Decide for You

Wen Ran stated righteously, "I don’t like her touching you."

The man looked at her, his gaze indulgent.

He touched her hair and chuckled softly, "Alright, I’ll definitely protect myself."

Wen Ran met his eyes, only to find Fu Chenlie exceedingly handsome.

Especially now, with his thin lips holding a slight smile that revealed a rare tenderness, making his face even more attractive.

She liked him.

This affection grew deeper and more intense as they spent more time together.

Outside the CEO’s office, more and more colleagues returned from lunch, chatting intermittently.

Wen Ran put some distance between them and glanced outside, then turned back to him, saying, "It seems like Assistant Cheng is back. Can you ask him to return Jiang Wan Ning’s lunchbox now?"

"Alright."

"Hmm hmm!"

He smiled, quickly calling Cheng Cheng in to instruct him about returning the lunchbox.

Cheng Cheng was a bit baffled to receive such a task, but seeing the exchange of lingering glances between Mr. Fu and Madam, he seemed to understand something.

He swiftly left the office to return the lunchbox.

Wen Ran, having supervised what she needed, looked at the man and said, "I have to go back to the foreign trade department and work now."

"Is work going well?"

"It’s going well. Yao Jie is very attentive in teaching me, and Manager Ye is also nice."

She smiled as she spoke, "Maybe it’s because I’m your wife that they’re kind to me, but in any case, I’m grateful for their kindness."

The man gave a soft "hmm": "As long as you’re happy at work. If there’s any issue, just let me know anytime. I’ll handle it for you."

"Thank you, hubby. Shall we meet after work?"

"Sure."

Wen Ran waved goodbye to him and turned to leave.

Soon, Fu Chenlie was the only person left in the office.

He sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and as the smoke rings gently escaped his thin lips, he thought of Wen Ran’s charming and lovely demeanor a moment ago.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled into a subtle smile.

...

Wen Ran encountered Cheng Cheng at the elevator entrance.

Seeing her approach, Cheng Cheng greeted her politely, "Madam."

"Assistant Cheng, just call me Wen Ran."

"Sure."

She glanced at the lunchbox in Cheng Cheng’s hands and then looked at his face: "If Jiang Wan Ning doesn’t accept this lunchbox, what will you do?"

He replied, "Since it’s an assignment from Mr. Fu, I have to complete it."

"I have a little thing I want to ask of you, is that okay?"

"Please go ahead, Madam."

Wen Ran smiled meaningfully and said, "If Jiang Wan Ning doesn’t accept the lunchbox, tell her Mr. Fu said if she doesn’t want it, he’ll just feed it to the dogs."

"Wha... what?" Cheng Cheng was at a loss.

Wen Ran smiled, "Lately, Ms. Wan Ning has been persistently clinging to Mr. Fu, and many people in the company have started privately speculating if Mr. Fu and she are rekindling old flames. If something isn’t done to pass on positive information publicly, when Ms. Wan Ning is labeled a mistress and Mr. Fu an adulterer, do you think the Fu Group’s stock price will remain stable?"

Cheng Cheng dared not speak.

Ding—

Just then, the elevator arrived.

Wen Ran looked at him, "I think it’s likely Ms. Wan Ning won’t accept your returned lunchbox and might passionately express how much heart she put into making it. If you don’t counter with some harsh words, are you just going to watch her destroy Mr. Fu’s reputation for her own desires?"

Cheng Cheng wiped some sweat, not saying a word.

She probed ambiguously, "Or has Mr. Fu explicitly told you he wants something with Ms. Wan Ning?"