Wen Ran secretly sneered at Fu Chenlie's narcissism.

However, after regaining her senses, she still looked at him and smiled: "Boss, would you believe me if I said I was just looking at our group photo?"

"What do you think?"

"..."

When the scene was embarrassing for a moment, Wen Ran's cell phone rang.

She tilted her head and glanced, it was the news of Zhao Xiuyun's return.

Fu Chenlie's gaze first glanced at her face that saw the news, and then at the screen, and then a faint tone sounded: "Open it and have a look."

"I know." Wen Ran said.

She turned the phone sideways and clicked on the message deliberately avoiding him.

【Ran Ran, you are not lying to me, are you?Is this photo from P?Isn't your boss the CEO of Fu's?How can you get married? 】

"what did he say?"

"He asked me if the photo belonged to P."

Fu Chenlie, "..."

With a snort, he immediately pulled the phone out of her hand.

Just as Wen Ran was about to say something, the man's tone sounded first: "Mrs. Fu, you have also seen that Zhao Xiuyun doesn't want to make it clear to his mother at all. If he speculates maliciously, he even uses her mother to force you to compromise. If you want to Solve it early, don't talk nonsense to me, just cooperate with me."

She felt that what he said was reasonable, so she stopped arguing: "...that's fine."

He said "um" in satisfaction, raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "This is how you behave."

Wen Ran, "..."

There is no need to pat her head and leave a comment like this.

Fu Chenlie has already ordered a video call with Zhao Xiuyun.

Quick pick up over there.

When Zhao Xiuyun's face appeared on the screen, his first expression was surprise, with a very happy smile, but it seemed that the person on the screen was not Wen Ran, so the smile stopped immediately.

Fu Chenlie grabbed Wen Ran's shoulders and let the two of them appear on the screen, followed by an indifferent voice: "Zhao Xiuyun, you can see clearly, Wen Ran is my wife, I will give you 5 minutes to explain clearly to your mother Otherwise, I will cut off your father's capital chain in the mall, and by then, even if you kneel in front of me and beg me, it will be too late."

"……you."

"Now, you only have 4 minutes and 30 seconds left."

"I……"

"Four minutes and 20 seconds. I hope that after four minutes, Wen Ran can receive a call from your mother saying that she knows the truth."

After leaving this last sentence, Fu Chenlie turned sideways, raised Wen Ran's chin, and pressed his thin lips against her soft lips. After making sure that the man on the screen saw this scene, he tapped the green dot with his thumb and hung up the video.

However, when the video was hung up, he suddenly felt that he didn't want to stop kissing Wen Ran.

Wen Ran's eyes were unexpected at first, but after being kissed by him, they somehow became shy and timid.

Until she came back to her senses, she quickly stretched out her hand and pushed him away, avoiding the man's sight, lowered her eyes and reminded in a low voice: "The video is hung up, there is no need to kiss again."

Fu Chenlie raised his lips slightly, stared at her flushed cheeks and said, "I want to kiss you, not just to show Zhao Xiuyun."

Wen Ran, "..."

She was even more embarrassed.

After a few seconds of silence, after the shyness faded away, Wen Ran bit the bullet and met his gaze: "After 5 minutes, if I don't receive a call from Aunt Zhao, are you really going to cut off his financial chain?"

The latter didn't answer and asked instead: "Otherwise?"

"I thought you were just scaring Zhao Xiuyun."

"I've never said anything different."

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