The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

"Does it matter who I'm thinking about? You're not thinking about me anyway."

"Who the hell said I wasn't thinking of you?"

Wen Ran was stunned for a second.

Because this is the first time Fu Chenlie swears in front of her.

She quickly sorted out her mood, regained her composure, and said lightly, "That's what I think. I think you're thinking of Jiang Wanning, just like you think I'm thinking of brother Mobei now."

After the words fell, the woman stretched out her hand and pushed him away.

The man sat down again, raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows heavily, and said coldly: "It's all an excuse to say that I always abandon you for Wanning, you don't love me at all, you don't like me, you just do it casually Find an excuse to divorce me so that you can find your brother Mobei."

Wen Ran didn't speak.

Doesn't she love it?

If you don't love, you would have left long ago when you were abandoned for the first time.

If you don't love, you will kill it without hesitation when you find out that you are pregnant!

She wanted a divorce because she couldn't feel her husband's love, and because she was never the most important thing to her husband. When she was killed and broke a leg, the so-called husband still chose to protect him and didn't believe her.

But Wen Ran didn't want to talk about these anymore.

She said it before and communicated with him because she still planned to continue this marriage, but now she is ready for divorce, so there is no need to say more.

For the rest of the journey, there was deathly silence in the carriage.

After the car stopped at the villa around the island, Fu Chenlie got out of the car, walked to the other side, opened the car door, picked up Wen Ran, and walked towards the living room with long legs.

She frowned: "I can make a wheelchair."

His tone of voice seemed to be venting his dissatisfaction: "I owe you a hand, and I just want to hug you. If you have the ability, you can jump off by yourself. If you can't, just stay honest."

Wen Ran, "..."

She pursed her lips in silence, and let him carry her into the living room.

The man changed his shoes at the entrance and looked down at her: "To the bedroom or to the living room?"

"The bedroom."

"Ah."

He carried her up the stairs, walking steadily all the way, without panting at all.

After entering the bedroom, Fu Chenlie carried her all the way to the bed, put her on the bed, bent down and squatted down in front of her, and helped the woman take off her shoes.

Wen Ran looked away at his gentle, patient and natural movements.

She didn't allow herself to be moved by these.

Because she understands too well that forgiving easily means handing someone a sharp sword to stab herself again.

He supported her to lean against the bed, and said in a deep voice: "You rest first, if you want to go downstairs while eating, I will hug you, if you want to stay in the bedroom, I will ask Aunt Wu to bring the meal."

"Got it, go get busy."

"I have nothing to do."

Wen Ran glanced at him indifferently, then lowered her head and turned on the phone.

She completely ignored him, first checked Moments, and then opened Weibo.

Seeing a term of interest in the hot search, I clicked on it and swipe casually, with no expression on my face.

The man sat down on the edge of the bed.

Seeing this situation, Wen Ran stopped slightly while scrolling Weibo.

Soon, he said in a deep voice, "Tell me, what do you mean by calling Jiang Wanning back?"

"Instead of asking me, you might as well go to the detention center and ask the person who hit me with his car how much hatred he has against me."

"After asking, he insisted that he was drunk and looked the wrong way."

She said lightly: "Really? That can only make a man willing to go to jail and keep his mouth shut, which proves that Miss Jiang still has some skills."