My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 483: Nothing Anymore

Chapter 483: Chapter 483: Nothing Anymore

"No, definitely not." Cheng Cheng hurriedly emphasized, afraid that Mrs. Fu might misunderstand Mr. Fu.

Wen Ran nodded and smiled: "Got it."

With that, she entered the elevator.

Cheng Cheng followed her in.

In the elevator, neither of them spoke.

Ding—

The elevator quickly reached the 17th floor.

Cheng Cheng gave Wen Ran a formal nod and exited the elevator.

Wen Ran watched his back, her lips curling slightly.

The project department.

Cheng Cheng stood at the general manager’s office door and knocked.

Jiang Wan Ning looked this way at the sound.

At first, she seemed indifferent, even somewhat defeated and listless.

But, upon seeing it was Cheng Cheng, her eyes instantly brightened.

Jiang Wan Ning stood up from the office chair and walked quickly to Cheng Cheng: "Assistant Cheng, did Ah Lie ask you to come to see me? Does he have something to tell me?"

These words, carrying some joy yet ambiguous, were heard by all the employees working outside the project department.

Cheng Cheng suddenly felt that Mrs. Fu was right in the elevator earlier.

This Jiang Wan Ning really wanted all the employees to know about her past with Mr. Fu, even giving everyone the impression that they might rekindle their old flame.

Now that Mr. Fu is married, if things really went as she wished and they rekindled their old flame, wouldn’t she be the other woman?

A woman who actually wants people to know she’s the other woman?

Cheng Cheng felt he couldn’t understand, and quickly cleared his thoughts, handing her the lunchbox with a smile: "President Jiang, Mr. Fu asked me to return your lunchbox."

Jiang Wan Ning’s smile abruptly disappeared.

She glanced at the untouched lunchbox, frowning: "I put a lot of effort into making this lunchbox. I just wanted Ah Lie to taste my cooking, Assistant Cheng. Take it back, and say I took an hour to prepare it using the healthiest and freshest ingredients."

Cheng Cheng, "..."

He cleared his throat, wearing a reasonable smile: "Mr. Fu actually anticipated President Jiang would say that."

Jiang Wan Ning looked at him, confused.

Cheng Cheng looked embarrassed: "Mr. Fu said if you don’t take it back, then I should feed it to the dog."

Upon hearing this, the project department employees couldn’t help but laugh, whispering as if they were all mocking Jiang Wan Ning.

Jiang Wan Ning’s face turned extremely ugly.

She snatched the lunchbox from Cheng Cheng’s hand and sneered: "Assistant Cheng, if I find out this wasn’t said by Mr. Fu, I will make sure you can’t stay in the Fu Group."

With this threat, Jiang Wan Ning returned to her office, slamming the door shut with a "bang."

Cheng Cheng let out a sigh of relief.

Of course, that wasn’t said by Mr. Fu.

But so what?

He had already consulted with Mr. Fu before passing on the message, and Mr. Fu said it was fine to say so.

He’s accountable to the CEO and taking the CEO’s wife’s word. What’s there to fear?!

...

After entering the office, Jiang Wan Ning was so angry her face turned green.

She tossed the lunchbox she snatched from Cheng Cheng into the trash can, calming herself down only after being deeply infuriated for a long time.

The woman picked up the phone on her desk and dialed a number.

When the call connected, she asked: "How is the matter I asked you to handle?"

"The other party said if things are exposed, it would ruin his future career. The risk he’s taking is too big, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Jiang Wan Ning asked impatiently.

The person on the other end simply said: "Unless you buy out his future fifty years’ income in full with interest."

The anger that had just subsided in Jiang Wan Ning surged back up with a "whoosh."

She sneered: "Quite the demand; he should first see if he can even live that long!"

"This kind of thing carries great risk; once exposed, it could virtually end a career. So, it’s understandable that the other party’s demands are excessive. What do you plan to do? Proceed with it?"

"Of course, although this amount of money is a bit much for me right now."

Saying this, Jiang Wan Ning dreamed of a brighter future, her expression gradually relaxing, declaring over the phone: "But, when I become Mrs. Fu one day, this won’t be anything!"