The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran denied it without thinking: "No, it doesn't matter to me who you are related to."

He sneered: "Do you believe this yourself?"

She didn't speak, and stubbornly went to break the hand that was pinching her chin.

The man didn't let go, but squeezed it even tighter. He even bent over slightly, and his handsome face was enlarged in front of her, and he said with a half-smile: "Mrs. Fu, do you know who that woman is?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

"You will definitely regret it after you know it."

Wen Ran was dissatisfied with him pinching her chin, feeling like being played with, she frowned and glared at him: "What do I have to regret?"

"Regret my stupidity."

"Yeah, you always thought I was stupid."

Fu Chenlie saw that she had a grievance on her face, as if she was about to cry, and stopped teasing her at the right time, and suddenly let go of her chin.

After regaining her freedom, Wen Ran was about to leave and go upstairs.

When he passed by, Fu Chenlie grabbed his wrist: "Mrs. Fu, inside this gift bag is the dress I asked someone to choose for you, for you to wear at the reception tonight."

Wen Ran was stunned.

In the beginning... it was for her?

Seeing her stunned and unexpected expression, he snorted slightly: "Open it and see if you like it?"

"I can just wear whatever clothes I want. The boss doesn't need to find a woman to help me choose clothes. I'm not an important person anyway, just a driver."

"You are still Mrs. Fu."

"no one knows."

"Someone will know."

Wen Ran glanced at him: "Not many people know about it, so I don't need to dress up."

Fu Chenlie looked at her helplessly, finally held her shoulders, and said patiently: "Madam, the clothes have already cost money, you can open them first to see if you like them, and then try to see if they fit, eh?"

"Why do you find other women to choose clothes for me? Why don't you choose by yourself? Or take me to choose?"

"I've been busy with work recently, don't you know that?"

Well, she has nothing to say.

The man handed her the gift bag again: "Open it and have a look?"

The latter hesitated, but finally took it.

She took the box out of it.

Fu Chenlie sat down on the sofa, quietly staring at her movements, as well as at the box.

After Wen Ran opened it, she saw a champagne dress that was so beautiful to her heart, and the material was also extremely comfortable to the touch, so she knew without thinking that it must be very expensive.

She looked at the man subconsciously: "This dress..."

The latter said in a deep voice, "Pick it according to your size, it should fit you well."

"How does she know my size?"

"I said."

Wen Ran frowned slightly: "You haven't measured it or asked me, how do you know?"

"I hugged it." After the three words fell, the man's eyes swept to her chest, and he curled his lips calmly: "I also checked it with my eyes."

She blushed suddenly, her eyes flustered.

I cursed secretly in my heart, shameless.

Fu Chenlie likes to see her shy appearance, staring at her appreciatively, taking a panoramic view of all her expressions, and then unhurriedly curling his lips: "You also know the woman who came downstairs to the company to deliver clothes to me that day." .”

Wen Ran raised his eyes, the blush on his face slowly disappeared.

Does she know too?

Could it be Fu Tianxin?

No, Tian Xin is not that style.

That woman was decidedly more mature and feminine.

At this point, Wen Ran's curiosity was greatly aroused, and finally he couldn't help asking: "So who is she...?"