The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

There are really comments coming in.

Not only that, but also private messages.

With trembling hands, she opened the comment first.

A user nicknamed q commented on a co-production video she posted with Jiang Yan.

【You are still so cute. 】

Wen Ran stared at this comment in a daze.

After a few seconds, I returned and clicked on the private message,

【I'm Qin Zeyu, remember? 】

She replied in her heart: Of course I remember.

How could he not remember the boy who had followed him for three full years and had amazed her in her youth?

However, Wen Ran didn't reply.

She checked her account, and then set all the videos showing her face to be visible only to herself.

The reminder on the top of the phone screen, Qin Zeyu sent another message.

[I have a very important time looking for you, is it convenient to tell me your mobile phone number? 】

The keyword "very important thing" aroused Wen Ran's strong curiosity.

She began to hesitate, should she leave her contact information?

It stands to reason that she is married and should keep a distance from other opposite sexes, especially the opposite sex she once liked like Qin Zeyu.

However, the regret deep in my heart finally defeated reason.

Wen Ran sent her mobile phone number.

she asked again.

【Are you looking for me? 】

Qin Zeyu did not reply.

However, Wen Ran soon received a WeChat friend application.

She clicked through.

Qin Zeyu sent a message: 【Have we not seen each other for many years? 】

Wen Ran was not too enthusiastic, and asked him in a communicative tone that should be in social etiquette: [Well, what is the important thing? 】

Qin Zeyu: [When are you free, let's meet? 】

Wen Ran: [I have to go to work every day, maybe I don't have time, why don't we just talk about it on WeChat? 】

Qin Zeyu: [What about the weekend? 】

weekend……

The driver should have no weekends, right?

The boss needs to go to work at any time.

Even if she has time on weekends, she doesn't have the courage to see Qin Zeyu now, let alone see him.

With Fu Chenlie's sensitive and suspicious personality, wouldn't she be crushed to death by him if she met the opposite sex in private? !

She still wants to live.

Wen Ran: [My job is open all year round, let's not talk about it, I'm at work. 】

After sending this message, Qin Zeyu didn't force her anymore, and replied "yes", and the chat was over.

Wen Ran was looking at her phone all the time, so she didn't notice that Fu Chenlie outside watched the whole process of her buttoning up her phone to send a message.

He looked at the hesitation, entanglement, and nervousness on her face, and he had already made up a big scene in his brain, thinking that she was chatting with wild men outside.

Just, what are they talking about?

What does she like about that man? !

It wasn't until Wen Ran put down his phone and started reading that Fu Chenlie looked away.

He lit a cigarette and looked far away, as if he was planning something.

At fifty past five, Fu Chenlie got up from his office chair, put his suit jacket on his left arm, put his mobile phone in his trousers pocket, and walked to the door of the driver's lounge with his car keys.

He glanced at the scene inside indifferently, and saw that she was still reading a book, and was carefully marking the key points with a marker. He raised his bony fingers and knocked on the glass door twice.

Wen Ran raised her eyes subconsciously.

When I met his cold gaze, two words without warmth came into my ears: "Get off work."

She didn't speak, closed the book, packed her things briefly, and left the lounge.

Wen Ran followed Fu Chenlie, and when she reached the elevator entrance, out of basic self-cultivation as a subordinate, she was going to press the elevator for him, but——