My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 96: You Don’t Want to Sleep with Me?

Chapter 96: Chapter 96: You Don’t Want to Sleep with Me?

Fu Chenlie stared at her as she struggled to reason with him and sneered with a curled lip, "Since when have you become so obedient?"

She retorted softly, "Haven’t I always been obedient?"

His eyes, filled with irony, fixed on her small face, and his tone slightly raised in disdain, "Obedient, and now you dare to talk back to me unabashedly?"

Wen Ran, "..."

Was she not just trying to communicate with him? Was that not allowed?

Fu Chenlie watched her hesitate, his patience fading.

If things just dragged on like this, all the way until they divorced a year later and she still hadn’t borne his child, when would Jiang Wan Ning be able to return?

Thinking of Jiang Wan Ning, Fu Chenlie no longer felt like wasting words with Wen Ran.

He grabbed her arm, pulling her out of the room and headed toward the master bedroom of the Huan Island Villa.

Wen Ran hadn’t expected him to resort to force. She held onto the wall of the bedroom door, pleading her case, "We agreed earlier that we would wait until I fell in love with you, and after we’ve developed feelings for each other, then we’d sleep together. Now you’re dragging me to your room again, isn’t this breaking your word?"

His gaze swept over her coldly and ominously, but he didn’t speak.

Wen Ran spoke in confusion, "What’s wrong?"

"Have you never broken your word?"

"I haven’t."

The man scoffed, "Didn’t you call Grandma to say you wouldn’t work anymore after agreeing to be a driver? Isn’t that breaking your word?"

"But that time you allowed it."

"Right, sleeping together this time is also something I allow."

Wen Ran bit her lip, looking at him pitifully, "But why are you so eager? Am I that attractive to you?"

Fu Chenlie could hardly believe what he was hearing.

Attractive? Her?

Suddenly, he pulled her forcefully to him, looking down on her, "Since when have you been so confident?"

"I wasn’t confident at all, but seeing how eager you are to share a bed with me, I couldn’t help but make a bold guess."

"Wen Ran!"

Wen Ran shivered at his angry, warning shout.

She tentatively tugged at her own wrist, trying to escape from his grasp.

But his grip was too strong, and she couldn’t resist.

The girl looked up at him with eyes full of pleading, "Husband... oh, no, Boss! Boss, you’re the esteemed President of the Fu Group, standing at the pinnacle of Jiang City, the ultimate prodigy favored by heaven. There are countless noble ladies in Jiang City who adore you and follow you zealously. I am just a nobody, hardly worth your compromise."

As clever as Fu Chenlie, he quickly realized the real reason behind her rambling and pointedly asked her, "You don’t want to sleep with me?"

"I dare not defile the sacred you."

"Heh."

Wen Ran didn’t know what his ’heh’ meant.

Was he not going to force her, or was it purely disdain, or maybe even contempt?

As she was still guessing at more possibilities in her head, she was suddenly lifted into the air!

Wen Ran snapped out of her daze to realize—

She was being carried in a princess hold by Fu Chenlie!

This was the first time in her life anyone had carried her like this.

But with the situation so critical, she had no heart to appreciate the feeling of being held like a princess, nor the mood to admire Fu Chenlie’s handsomely deadly profile. All she could think about was—

After kissing her face and lips, she was about to be defiled!