My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me! Chapter 64 Is He Your Boyfriend?

It looked like she was still aware that her lawful husband stood among those at the very top of the pyramid.

Quite a brain on her.

The man’s mood inexplicably brightened a bit, and he answered her question seriously, "Now that you ntion it, I do recall it was the Chief Financial Officer of Fu Group who wanted to dine with that day, but as you saw, I turned her down. So, is this open and aboveboard enough for you?"

Wen Ran, "..."

Alright, he really was quite open, and decidedly aboveboard.

Seeing she had nothing to say, Fu Chenlie relentlessly pressed on, "Wen Ran, I’m asking you one last ti, who is the man who called you in the middle of the night?"

Wen Ran mumbled, "I really don’t know."

As soon as the words left her mouth, the WeChat notification sound on her cell phone rang out.

She was startled, almost reflexively hiding her phone behind her.

Fu Chenlie looked down at her from his heights, not in a hurry to snatch her phone but instead leisurely took a seat on the sofa.

Wen Ran grew even more nervous watching his leisurely nonchalance.

Soon, his emotionless voice rang out, "I’ll give you two options. First, open your phone now and reply to the WeChat ssage, telling him you’re married; second, arrange to et him tomorrow, bring along to see him, and tell him you’re married."

She was to say she was married?!

Wen Ran paused, then cautiously reminded him, "Husband, you forgot, you didn’t allow to tell anyone I know you."

"So?"

"I dare not go against your words."

He scoffed dismissively at her seemingly obedient deanor, "Just because you tell him you’re married, he can guess your spouse is ? Since when does soone in Jiang City possess such remarkable abilities?"

"Weren’t you just saying the second option is for to take you to et him? If I were to bring you to see him, wouldn’t he then know?"

"So, you’re choosing the second option?"

Wen Ran hurriedly shook her head in denial, "No, I was just responding to your statent."

Disregarding her explanation, Fu Chenlie took it upon himself to decide, "Since such a question arises, it ans you’ve made your choice. As you wish, bring to et him tomorrow."

With that, he stood and left her bedroom.

Wen Ran watched his receding figure, her mind filled with three words—

Done for.

Today she had already denied Qin Zeyu’s request to et, claiming she was busy at work all year round.

Now to ask him to et tomorrow, and to show up with her husband, what was this supposed to an?

A provocation or a boast?!

Wen Ran really wanted to bite her own tongue off.

She should have opened WeChat straight away and ssaged Qin Zeyu that she was married.

But now, whatever she said was too late.

In the end, she couldn’t escape from Fu Chenlie’s grasp.

His mind moved too fast, digging traps quickly; if she slightly objected, she unwittingly leaped into them.

Wen Ran sat down on the sofa where Fu Chenlie had been sitting just monts before and sighed.

The mory was still fresh of how he had spoken so unpleasantly to her in front of Zhao Xiuyun, causing her to lose face in front of a classmate.

Wen Ran dared not imagine how humiliated she would be if she really brought Fu Chenlie to et Qin Zeyu tomorrow.

She turned on her phone.

The earlier WeChat ssage was indeed from Qin Zeyu.

[I called you earlier but a man answered—is he your boyfriend?]

Not a boyfriend.

A husband.

But Wen Ran didn’t reply.

Qin Zeyu sent another ssage.

[Sorry, when I called earlier it was just to ask if you had finished work. There’s sothing I’ve been wanting to tell you and never had the chance.]