The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran tried to struggle.

He clasped the back of her head, stopped her with brute force, and said again: "Sadness, regret, guilt, self-blame, these emotions have been following me and pestering me for five years. I don't want to let myself go even more than you."

"I've missed you for five years. During these five years, I've been repenting all the time. I kept Jiang Wanning by my side just to remind myself, punish myself, and torture myself. Ran Ran, I'm more ruthless than you. But I also hate myself."

Hearing these words, Wen Ran felt that she would lose the ability to think independently.

The remaining sanity reminded her——

Sober up, sober up.

However, they are too close.

Her breath is full of man's breath.

After five years of separation, she devoted herself to work, took care of her daughter, forced herself not to think about him, and gradually forgot about him.

These efforts finally had a slight effect in the passage of time. After returning to China, she avoided him and treated him indifferently, all in order not to repeat the same mistakes.

But today, they were so close, with the same strong masculinity and arms as five years ago, all of which reminded her of the love-hate entanglement this man had with her.

Wen Ran was a little helpless.

She clenched her teeth and said coldly: "I'll say it again, let me go."

The man's fingers moved slightly, but he finally let go.

His complexion is very bad, his dark eyes are full of guilt and apology, but there is still an immortal temptation: "Give me a chance, okay?"

Wen Ran met his gaze: "Five years ago, I gave you many chances."

"You abandoned me because of Jiang Wanning, over and over again, my forgiveness is nothing to you, you don't even have a half trust in me, even the car accident... I said Jiang Wanning did it to you I don't believe it."

After all she said, she laughed mockingly at herself: "That's not enough. I was kidnapped and escaped death, but you didn't even have ten seconds to listen to my plea for help."

When she said this, she was very calm, neither agitated nor angry, as if she was stating an unimportant matter.

Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief, met his gaze, and said calmly: "So, it's not that I don't give you opportunities, it's you who pass opportunities time and time again."

Fu Chenlie frowned so much that water dripped out.

He looked at her with dark eyes, whether he was distressed or hopeless, she would not care.

Even so, the man wanted to struggle again.

He took a step closer to her.

Wen Ran took two steps back defensively, and looked at him with warning eyes: "Boss Fu, please stop in moderation."

Fu Chenlie looked at her with calm but enthusiastic eyes.

The woman twitched her mouth: "It's your business if you want to save me, a woman who has no interest in you, but it's immoral to bother me, pestering me like a rogue, first, it's meaningless, second, it doesn't suit you identity."

The man looked at her trying to draw a clear line with himself, and the softest part of his heart seemed to be pierced by a long thorn, the more it went down, the more it hurt.

What she said was beautiful.

But in front of her, how could he have any identity to display? !

All the good things to say are useless.

At this moment, Fu Chenlie seemed to suddenly understand what it means to be disheartened.

Perhaps, five years ago when Wen Ran was kidnapped and he hung up the call for help, his mood was even worse than his current mood...