My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 84 She grabbed his hand

Chapter 84: Chapter 84 She grabbed his hand

Mr. Fu Chenlie was clearly her husband.

Even if they had no affection for each other, he was still her husband in name!

Wen Ran felt frustrated inside.

Jiang Yan: "Alright, stop fretting. Instead of worrying, you’d better think about how to throw yourself at Mr. Fu and charm him to bed, make him fall deeply in love with you and become utterly devoted. By then, Jiang Wan Ning and Jiang Zaoning will mean nothing!"

She looked at the message from her best friend and felt it was a bad idea.

The drinking session with Fu Chenlie, Lu Jinglun, and Wang Zhenghe was still not over at ten o’clock. Wen Ran leaned on the sofa, starting from feeling sulky to utter boredom, and then almost fell asleep with her eyes closed...

Twenty minutes past ten, Lu Jinglun nodded towards Fu Chenlie: "Your wife has fallen asleep, I really don’t know why you brought her here. It’s better to let her go home and rest. Are you trying to torment her by not letting her sleep?"

"That’s not it. I said she should drive you guys home."

"Forget it, someone’s already coming to pick me up."

Wang Zhenghe asked with a faint smile on his lips, "A woman?"

"What does it matter if it’s a man or a woman? As long as they can drive. And Mr. He? How is he getting home later?"

"The driver is on the way."

Lu Jinglun looked at the two and said, "Well, that’s it for today then. Little White Rabbit has fallen asleep, it’s rather pitiful."

Wang Zhenghe nodded: "Alright."

Fu Chenlie also "hmmed" in response: "Let’s go."

Upon saying that, he picked up his suit jacket that was draped over the sofa and threw it at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran was startled and sat up abruptly.

It took her two seconds to react and adjust to the surroundings before she realized she was still in the private room of the Tongque Building.

"Planning to sleep here tonight?" A familiar cold voice came from above. Wen Ran looked up at Fu Chenlie, then glanced at Lu Jinglun and Wang Zhenghe who had gotten up, realizing that they had finished and were about to leave.

She picked up Fu Chenlie’s suit and stood up from the sofa, her lips pressed together without a word.

Fu Chenlie didn’t take his suit from her hands but walked directly towards the door of the private room.

Lu Jinglun kindly gave Wen Ran a hint, and only then did she belatedly follow.

She thought she still had to drive Fu Chenlie’s two friends home, but upon leaving the Tongque Building, she found that someone had already come to pick them up.

Wen Ran felt relieved.

After seeing both friends off into their cars, Fu Chenlie turned back and fixed his gaze on Wen Ran, petite as she was: "What are you standing around for?"

She didn’t reply, instead turning to walk towards the car.

But just as she stood by the driver’s door, ready to open it, she heard an anxious woman’s voice: "Mr. Fu—"

Wen Ran turned around and instantly saw Xu Tong running towards Fu Chen.

Her expression shifted slightly.

Although Wen Ran was still upset with Fu Chen, seeing Xu Tong running towards him, she impulsively walked beside the man and unhesitatingly took hold of his hand that was hanging by his side.

Fu Chenlie turned his head and frowned at her, his gaze full of puzzlement.

Wen Ran looked up to meet his eyes, her lips curving into a sweet, harmless smile: "It’s dark, and there’s a big temperature difference; the air is chilly, my hand is cold. You’ve been drinking, your hand is warm, warm me up."

The chilly night breeze was slightly cool, and the bright light from the street lamps and the moonlight shone on Wen Ran’s face, making her already beautiful features even more delicate and charming, exceptionally radiant.

Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol or something else, but Fu Chenlie stared at her, momentarily losing focus.

Her soft hand in the palm of his felt almost boneless, and with a slight buzz from the drink, his callused fingertips stroked back and forth on the back of her hand as if seriously savoring the exquisite sensation of their held hands at that moment...