The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Fu Chenlie's handsome face was restrained and sexy, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead. It could be seen that he had endured a lot of hard work.

After Jiang Wanning finished speaking, his cold eyes glanced at her: "You're not leaving, are you?"

"Yes."

"You will regret this."

After finishing the sentence, he reached for his phone from his trousers pocket.

I was going to make a phone call, but when I pressed the power button, I realized that the screen of the phone was black and I couldn't turn it on at all.

He tried a few more times, but it still wouldn't work.

Shut down.

For the time being, the man didn't know when the phone started to run out of battery, whether it was a coincidence or Wen Ran had planned it long ago.

He soon had a new idea, walked to the bed with long legs, copied the lamp from the bedside table, walked to the balcony with a few steps, and smashed it towards the window.

The first time, the glass didn't shatter, but there were faintly visible cracks.

On the second hit, the cracks are doubled.

With the third stroke, the man stepped back fifty centimeters and threw the desk lamp directly on it.

The window shattered, and the shattered glass fell to the ground. He bent over to pick up a piece, and melted a bloodstain on his calf.

Blood gurgled, and pain briefly replaced violent desire.

At first Jiang Wanning saw him picking up the desk lamp, thinking he was going to throw it at her. It wasn't until the man picked up the glass from the ground and scratched it on his leg that he realized that she would not be able to accomplish anything tonight.

She rushed to the balcony, clenched her fingers into fists, and her nails almost sank into her palm: "Ah... Ariel, what's the use of hurting yourself like this? Wen Ran is determined to give you to me."

The man raised his eyes, and his cold eyes swept over him.

Jiang Wanning fell silent for a moment.

She knew that she couldn't just wait like this. She couldn't sleep with him. To her, she just couldn't get Mrs. Fu's position temporarily. She is all dead.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanning started negotiating with him: "Ariel, I brought my mobile phone in. I'll call 120. For tonight's matter, you can just pretend that I didn't do anything, is that okay?"

Fu Chenlie leaned against the sliding door frame of the balcony, unbuttoned a few of his shirt buttons, and part of his hair stuck to his forehead. He looked dejected and beautiful.

What I have to admit is that even though he is so downcast, his temperament is still so outstanding.

The man's extremely dark voice sounded slowly: "You don't need to call 120, you just need to jump down from here, then go upstairs from the outside, and open the door of this room for me."

Jiang Wanning was a little stunned.

What he said meant that what he wanted tonight was not only to be safe and sound, but also to... sleep with Wen Ran.

She was a little surprised and a little jealous.

But that's not important, what's important is...

Jiang Wanning said hesitantly: "But Ariel, if I jump from here, my leg will be broken."

Fu Chenlie closed his eyes, and with his remaining rationality, he twitched his lips sarcastically: "Jumping is just a broken leg, just stay here, and I will make your life worse than death. You can choose what you want."

She clenched her fingers: "You don't want me, but you want Wen Ran, right?"

"You are not qualified to ask about my affairs. I will give you three seconds to think. After three seconds, no matter how much you regret it, it will be too late."

Having said that, he began to count: "Three, two..."

When the word "one" was about to be spit out from the man's thin lips, Jiang Wanning seized the time to interrupt him: "Okay, I'll jump, I'll jump, I will definitely jump, and I will help you open the door of this bedroom. But I don't know if Wen Ran is here, if you don't find her, it's none of my business!"