The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Chapter 850 Are you pathetic, or is she pathetic?

Fu Chenlie lowered the car window and lit a cigarette.

While smoking a cigarette, he stared at the houses of the villas around the island.

I don't know how long it took, the light in the living room went out, and the children's room upstairs was turned on.

The man frowned slightly.

At this time, Wen Ran should be telling stories to Little Lemon and coaxing her to sleep.

As a father, he has never told his daughter a bedtime story.

I don't know which cigarette was burned out again.

Fu Chenlie suddenly opened the door and got out of the car. After entering the villa, he walked to the entrance door, raised his head and pressed the doorbell.

There is a distance from the children's room to the downstairs and then to the entrance.

He was thinking in his heart, where would Wen Ran go if he came down to open the door?

The man thought a little bit in his heart, and not long after, he really heard footsteps.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside.

Wen Ran was telling a story to Little Lemon when she heard the doorbell downstairs, so Little Lemon asked her to come and see who it was.

She came down.

When he opened the porch door and saw that the person standing outside was Fu Chenlie, Wen Ran frowned unconsciously: "It's so late at night, why are you here?"

"I..." He paused for a moment before saying, "All my things are here. I forgot to pack them when I left. I need some important documents tomorrow, so come and get them now."

This reason... sounds decent.

She turned sideways to make way: "then you come in."

Fu Chenlie raised his eyes and looked at her without moving.

Wen Ran frowned: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." After saying that, he lifted his foot into the living room, saw her closing the door, and slightly curled his lips.

Unexpectedly, he was let in so easily.

When Wen Ran closed the door and turned around, he saw that he was still standing there, so he said, "Go upstairs and get it yourself, no one has entered your study, and no one has moved anything."

He said "um".

She ignored him and walked past him towards the stairs.

She also had to tell Little Lemon a bedtime story, otherwise she would most likely not sleep well.

When going upstairs, Wen Ran felt Fu Chenlie following.

Subconsciously, she quickened her pace.

But it's not as long as his legs.

The two still went upstairs at the same time.

Just as she was about to turn around and walk towards the children's room, Fu Chenlie stepped forward with long legs and blocked her.

Wen Ran had no choice but to meet his gaze: "The study is in the other direction."

"I know."

"So, Fu always has something to do?"

Instead of answering, he asked, "Is Little Lemon asleep?"

Her red lips opened and closed: "Not yet, but according to the regulations, you can only see her on weekends."

The man didn't care about her attitude, and asked, "Did you put her to sleep just now?"

Wen Ran said "hmm": "But I was disturbed by the sound of your ringing the doorbell."

Fu Chenlie's eyes turned gentle: "Can I coax her to sleep tonight?"

Suddenly making such a request, she was a little confused, so she looked at him and asked, "Why?"

"When she was five years old, she hadn't been told a bedtime story by her biological father. Thinking about it, it's quite sad."

"Is it you who is sad, or is she sad?"

When Wen Ran asked this question, there was some unknown sarcasm on the corner of Wen Ran's mouth.

The man said with a good temper: "I'm sad, but for Little Lemon, it should be considered a pity."

She narrowed her eyes: "OK."

She no longer considered the matter of "divorce" from Little Lemon's point of view. She should like the matter of being coaxed to sleep by her father from Little Lemon's point of view.

That being the case, let Fu Chenlie go.

After all, he was her father.