The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Wen Ran said "hmm": "The person who answered your call last night was my husband."

He nodded, and couldn't help asking more: "Really? Listen to the voice and tone of voice, your husband seems to have a bad temper, does he match the image of the boy you like just now? He... treats you well ?"

Does Fu Chenlie treat her well? !

This is a question that can be answered almost without thinking.

Not good, not good at all.

And it's pretty bad.

But, how could she tell Qin Zeyu?

Wen Ran rolled her lips and smiled: "It's not good or bad, just live life, that's it."

Qin Zeyu said "hmm".

He glanced at the wine in his hand.

Although he said he would not drink it, he still couldn't help picking it up and putting it in his mouth.

He has liked Wen Ran since high school.

However, his parents told him in the first year of high school that they would send him to study abroad after finishing the third year of high school.

In order not to be together and break up because of going abroad, he did not express his heart to Wen Ran. Sometimes when he accidentally saw her walking behind him, he would deliberately walk slowly so that this good time lasted longer. I thought these were all coincidences.

It wasn't until he contacted his roommate in high school before returning to China that he learned from his roommate that many classmates in high school knew that Wen Ran liked him, but he was the only one who thought that the intersection between the two was a coincidence.

He couldn't wait to find someone for Wen Ran's contact information, and finally got the news through Jiang Yan.

Never thought about it, or missed it.

"Qin Zeyu, don't you want to drive? Why are you drinking?" Wen Ran's words pulled him back from his thoughts to reality.

He looked at her and smiled: "Don't worry, I don't know how to drink and drive, just call a substitute driver later."

The latter nodded.

Fu Chenlie has always been a smart person, so he naturally saw the undercurrent between the two of them.

He gestured to glance at his watch, and when he stood up, he watched Wen Ran give an order: "It's getting late, and I've finished my meal, Driver Wen, take me back to the company."

Wen Ran pursed her lips and looked at Qin Zeyu: "Then I'll go back to the company first, remember to call the driver."

"Okay, call Jiang Yan when you have time, and come out together."

"Ah."

Fu Chenlie urged her impatiently: "Still leaving?"

He glared at her as he spoke.

The latter looked at Qin Zeyu: "Thank you for inviting us to lunch. Next time I get together with Jiang Yan, I will invite you back."

He smiled and replied: "Okay, you can bring your husband with you then."

Wen Ran was taken aback for a moment, then waved to him: "Goodbye."

When he waved his hand, Qin Zeyu saw Passepartout on his left wrist, and couldn't help laughing: "You have been wearing this bracelet for so many years?"

"Well, I got used to wearing it, so I never took it off."

"Come on, don't delay your boss from going to work."

Wen Ran nodded, and raised her foot under Fu Chenlie's scorching gaze.

The two walked towards the door of the restaurant together.

Qin Zeyu looked at their backs, leaning on the chair with a look of disappointment on his face.

He glanced at the bottle of red wine and poured himself another glass.

……

After leaving the restaurant, Fu Chenlie's steps were extremely fast.

Wen Ran trotted to barely keep up with him.

When they arrived at the parking place, the two got into the car, fastened their seat belts, and the car drove out.

Along the way, the car was eerily quiet.

This quiet, there is a sense of depression and restraint in the silence, just like the tranquility before the storm.

No one can predict how powerful the unknown wind and rain will be.

Wen Ran felt uneasy...