My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me! Chapter 220 You are so good to me

Fu Chenlie didn’t know how to reply to her.

Wen Ran saw that his expression was not good and wondered to herself if she had said sothing wrong.

She didn’t dare to press for an answer, and silently bowed her head to eat.

However, the man gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "Wen Ran, if it weren’t for , you might never have had the chance to dine in such a restaurant. Do you understand?"

His chilly tone conveyed his extre displeasure.

Wen Ran even detected a sense of superiority in his tone.

She didn’t understand why he suddenly turned hostile but still nodded, "I understand."

"Since you understand, cherish these rare opportunities to dine in high-end restaurants and talk less."

"I understand."

Wen Ran complied and didn’t say another word, focusing on her al.

She didn’t understand why he was so moody and didn’t dare to ask more. The only thing she could do was to finish her expensive al.

After eating, Wen Ran was still skeptical—

It was Fu Chenlie who had chosen the restaurant, yet he seed to have hardly eaten anything.

Whatever, it was he who paid the bill.

When the two left the restaurant, it was already late.

Jiang City was a coastal city with a significant temperature drop from day to night. Stepping out of the restaurant holding a large bouquet of flowers, Wen Ran couldn’t help but shiver from the cold.

Seeing her reaction, Fu Chenlie frowned unhappily.

He swiftly took off his expensive suit and draped it over her shoulders.

Wen Ran instinctively turned around and t his deep, dark eyes. She froze for a few seconds, then declined, "Boss, it’s not necessary, I’ll be in the car soon."

The man stopped her, firm, "It’s cold, wear it!"

"Thank you," she said.

Then, she gave him a gentle smile, her beautiful eyes sparkling with sincerity, "Boss, you’re really good to ."

Fu Chenlie paused slightly.

He slightly narrowed his eyes, his gaze obscure as he watched her, "Is that so?"

Wen Ran nodded vigorously, "Yes, it’s cold, and you gave your coat to wear, enduring the cold yourself. Isn’t that nice? I must admit, I’m quite touched..."

Saying that, she shyly averted her gaze and quickened her pace towards his car.

Fu Chenlie stood still, then suddenly smiled.

His smile deepened gradually, the gloom that had arisen from Wen Ran’s previous comnts about the expensive restaurant als clearing in an instant.

So, in her mind, covering her with a coat was being nice to her?

Was it that simple?

He suddenly seed to understand what was ant by—

Efforts to raise flowers might not blossom, but unintended willows might grow.

The man shook his head with a light chuckle and quickly followed Wen Ran, helping her open the car door as she reached out.

Wen Ran glanced at him with laughing eyes before slipping into the car.

Fu Chenlie watched her clutching the bouquet and offered, "Give the flowers, I’ll put them in the back seat?"

"No need."

"Hmm?"

She wore a charming smile on her face, "The flowers are so beautiful, I want to keep looking at them and enjoy their scent. Don’t worry, boss, I can handle them."

So, she liked the flowers, too.

The man’s lips curled, feeling an even deeper joy within.

His dark eyes rested on her fair, pretty face, and he reminded her solemnly, "Mrs. Fu, it’s off work hours, you should call ’husband,’ not ’boss.’"

Wen Ran turned back to et his gaze, playing along wonderfully, "Husband, it’s cold outside, hurry into the car, let’s go ho!"

Fu Chenlie let out a pleased ’okay,’ closed the car door.

He walked around to the driver’s side, got in, and started the engine, his peripheral vision catching Wen Ran in the passenger seat.

She was lowering her head to sll the roses in her arms, a slight smile still lingering on her lips.

Fu Chenlie felt the scene was exceptionally peaceful and beautiful; it softened his heart and also unleashed an uncontrollable desire deep within him.