The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Fu Chenlie sneered coldly: "Who told you?"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Wen Ran who was pulled behind him: "Did you tell him?"

The latter gave him a blank look and didn't answer.

The man raised his hand, lifted her chin, and his eyes with an unknown smile fell on her face: "You should understand, whether to divorce or not, I will decide."

Wen Ran knocked off his hand: "Would you like to wear a green hat to show around, whatever you want."

Fu Chenlie was not angry, and looked at her calmly.

Qin Zeyu stood aside, watching the innocent interaction between the two, he frowned and said, "Mr. Fu, why bother to struggle to the death? Today, it's not good to let each other go and make each other better?"

"Fulfillment?" He said contemptuously, and then asked: "Mr. Qin, a male mistress who meddles in other people's marriages, is he qualified to say such things?"

Wen Ran frowned: "Fu Chenlie, don't speak so harshly."

"What, are you distressed?"

"So what? He is my boyfriend. Of course I feel bad for being slandered."

Hearing these words, Fu Chenlie felt as if someone had punched him hard in the heart.

His dark eyes were on fire, and when he stared at her, he was ruthless and restrained.

Wen Ran was too lazy to confront him, so she glanced at him lightly, then walked towards Qin Zeyu's car that had just stopped.

Qin Zeyu turned around and followed.

The man stood there, watching Qin Zeyu open the co-pilot's door for Wen Ran, his heart was filled with panic.

He took a cigarette out of his trousers pocket irritably and lit it.

However, after taking a puff, Fu Chenlie seemed to think of something, put out his cigarette, and strode towards his car.

……

After Wen Ran got into the car, she was still worried that Qin Zeyu would feel uncomfortable because of Fu Chenlie's words, so she looked at him and said softly, "Qin Zeyu, Fu Chenlie just talks like that, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Qin Zeyu tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

He chuckled, and glanced at her while driving: "Where do you stand to say this?"

"I'm just worried that you're not happy."

"Strictly speaking, Mr. Fu's words are correct. You are indeed married now, but you told me not to get to know him as well. It sounds like you still care about him, and you even care about him. The feeling of talking."

Wen Ran denied it without thinking: "I didn't, you're thinking too much."

"Maybe, but Ran Ran, if your marriage continues, when your daughter returns to Jiangcheng, how will you explain to her the relationship between you, me, and Mr. Fu?"

"During this time, I have been thinking about Jiang Wanning's celebration banquet. Although she has been taken away now, the police are only taking her for questioning. She should be released soon, so I have to find more evidence and get a divorce. I will consult a lawyer first, as for how to explain it to my daughter, I haven't figured it out yet."

Qin Zeyu said "um", and asked her tentatively, "Did I put pressure on you?"

"No, I understand what you said, and it is indeed something I should consider."

"If you need my help, feel free to ask."

Wen Ran nodded.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of Wen Ran's house.

Qin Zeyu opened the car door for her, watched her get out of the car, and said in a deep voice, "Go to bed early at night."

The latter nodded: "Okay, drive slowly on the road."

He responded, turned around and got into the driver's seat, lowered the window and said "goodbye" to her, and drove away.

Wen Ran watched the car drift away, and sighed silently.

She turned around and was about to walk in when a tall and tall figure suddenly blocked her...