My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me! Chapter 471: Choices

Wen Ran curled her lip into a smile, "Whether it’s for or for Fu Chenlie, thank you."

...

Evening.

After dinner, Fu Chenlie said he had work to deal with and went to the study.

Wen Ran watched so variety shows in the living room downstairs.

She said she was watching, but her mind was filled with things beyond the shows. Around ten o’clock, she got up from the sofa and went upstairs.

As she passed by the study, she faintly heard Fu Chenlie’s voice: "Why are you still up this late?"

"..."

"I’m dealing with work. I’ll sleep soon."

"..."

"You once saved my life. If it weren’t for you, I might have perished in a fire five years ago. Now that you’re sick because of , it’s only natural that I should bear all the dical expenses. You don’t need to worry too much, just rember that I won’t abandon you."

Hearing this, Wen Ran could roughly infer—

In the days to co, Fu Chenlie would probably be entangled with Jiang Wan Ning.

Unless by Friday, he discovers that Jiang Wan Ning’s lung cancer is fake in the hospital.

But as it stands, even if Jiang Wan Ning’s illness is fake, she will find every way to make Fu Chenlie believe that she indeed has lung cancer and doesn’t have long to live.

Wen Ran didn’t want to listen any further, but just as she was about to leave, Fu Chenlie spoke again—

"Helping you and being married are not conflicting. Besides, my wife is soone who can discern right from wrong. She will understand . You don’t have to think too much about it."

She tugged at her lips.

Fu Chenlie has been in the business world for many years, yet he naively believed a woman could discern right from wrong when her husband showed extre care for another woman?!

He really has overestimated her.

She returned to the bedroom, and when she finished bathing, Fu Chenlie still hadn’t co back to the room.

Wen Ran didn’t wait for him and turned off the light, lying down to sleep.

However, wanting to sleep is one thing, and actually falling asleep is another.

She didn’t know how much ti had passed. When she was still awake, she heard a creaking sound at the door.

A while later, half of the bed sank beside her.

Fu Chenlie had co up.

Wen Ran opened her eyes, turned over, and nestled actively into his arms, hugging his waist.

The man’s low voice ca to her ear: "Not asleep yet?"

"Can’t sleep."

"What’s the matter?"

She spoke truthfully: "When I went upstairs just now, I heard you on the phone with Ms. Wan Ning as I passed by the study."

Fu Chenlie was silent for two seconds before asking, "What did you hear?"

"I heard everything," she replied.

As the conversation continued, Wen Ran looked up from the man’s embrace, eting his dark gaze: "Husband, let ask you, if Jiang Wan Ning really has cancer and doesn’t have much ti left, and she uses her life-saving grace as leverage to negotiate with you to divorce and marry her as your Mrs. Fu, what would you do?"

She was truly annoyed, even too lazy to feign politeness by calling Jiang Wan Ning "Ms. Wan Ning."

Fu Chenlie stared at her with unclear black eyes: "Why bring this up suddenly?"

"Suddenly?"

She first questioned back, then smiled self-deprecatingly: "It’s not sudden at all. Isn’t everything developing in that direction? Before long, it’ll be ti for you to choose between and Jiang Wan Ning. I want to keep you. I want to continue being husband and wife with you, but a marriage is between two people. Besides this wife, the husband’s thoughts are important too, right?"