My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 88 Don’t Allow This Next Time

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Don’t Allow This Next Time

Fu Chenlie looked at her as if she were a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, finding himself at a loss for words momentarily.

He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, issuing a cold warning, "Don’t ever do that again."

Wen Ran was momentarily stunned.

She looked at him with an utterly uncomprehending gaze.

After all the questions, that was it?

Given the message she conveyed and his self-righteous understanding of her, shouldn’t he find her both bad and malicious, and then harshly berate her, mock her, belittle her, doing everything in his power to trample her self-esteem underfoot, leaving her with no place to hide her shame?

Why didn’t things proceed along the normal trajectory?

Why is it that even after she acted so wickedly, the man who was always so mean, tyrannical, and cold-hearted only left her with one phrase—

Don’t ever do that again?

Wen Ran couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

Nonetheless, he hadn’t scolded her, and she couldn’t help but feel relieved unconsciously.

All of a sudden, Fu Chenlie added, "When Wan Ning was in Jiang City before, she had dinner with me along with Xu Tong. We can barely be considered friends, and one hundred thousand yuan is nothing to me. If it helps her out of a tight spot, consider it a good deed."

Wen Ran’s lips twitched.

A good deed?

In her eyes, Fu Chenlie couldn’t be considered a good person.

He was terribly mean, decisively ruthless in business, and not to mention his coldness toward his lawful wife.

How come when it came to Wan Ning’s friend, he wanted to perform a good deed?

It was truly laughable.

Until now, this evening, Wen Ran hadn’t seen Fu Chenlie show such consideration towards any other woman.

The Fu Group’s Financial Director even eagerly desired to have dinner with him, but he would flatly refuse. This showed just how much he had taken care of Xu Tong.

The more Wen Ran thought about it, the more upset she felt, and she couldn’t resist mocking him, "Your acts of charity are quite comprehensive, even including driving someone home. There must not be many in this world who have received your help, right? I must say, Ms. Xu is indeed very special."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"My meaning is, you’re always saying I married you for money, right? Yet after we got married, you never gave me any money. Now you want to give Ms. Xu one hundred thousand yuan, so what about me? This woman who married you for money, how much am I worth? Why not show your philanthropy to me too?"

Fu Chenlie’s face turned grim as he glanced at her, "Do you like money that much?"

She smiled, "Yes, don’t you?"

After her rhetorical question, not giving the man a chance to reply, she immediately continued, "If you don’t like money, why do you work? If you don’t like money, why do you haggle over prices in business? Why don’t you just generously make concessions and leave the money for others who like it to earn?"

"Wen Ran, enough," he said.

"I’m just expressing my doubts, but since you’re wealthy, if you don’t want me to continue, then I won’t," she retorted.

After that, she quietly drove, her chest tight with frustration, which finally dissipated a little after a round of venting.

However, the way Fu Chenlie questioned her on behalf of Xu Tong, the disgusted look he gave her, was still vividly etched in her mind.

Just thinking about it made her heart continuously sink.

Since she was young, Wen Ran had known that sometimes a look can be more hurtful than a knife blade. Malice or disgust in a gaze, could strip away every ounce of confidence and pride a person had.

She couldn’t stand being looked at with those kinds of eyes.

Yet, Fu Chenlie had done just that.