My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!-Chapter 382 Borrowing Money from Fu Chenlie

Wen Ran wasn’t sure if she was too nervous or what, but when she spoke, she stuttered: "I... my friend is facing some trouble, can you lend me some money?"

"How much do you need?"

"Three..." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Just as she uttered the word, the phone rang.

Fu Chenlie glanced at the caller ID, frowned, and said, "Cheng Cheng is urging me. For the money, use the 2 million I gave you, or find Cheng Cheng. He will give it to you. I have to go now."

"But the 2 million isn’t..." Wen Ran hadn’t finished her sentence, but Fu Chenlie already answered the phone: "I’ll be downstairs immediately."

Just like that, they passed each other by.

He didn’t care how much money she wanted to borrow, nor was he concerned about what had happened to her friend. His heart and mind were entirely occupied by his first love.

It was as if missing this flight meant Jiang Wan Ning would never be found again.

Wen Ran sarcastically tugged at the corner of her mouth.

Clearly, compared to Jiang Wan Ning, she, Mrs. Fu, was insignificant.

At this moment, she wasn’t worried about not being able to borrow "3 million" because she had received a "find Cheng Cheng for the money" from Fu Chenlie’s mouth, so after the man left, she sat absent-mindedly in the single armchair in the master bedroom, feeling sorry for herself. She imagined the awkward situation she would be in when Fu Chenlie found Jiang Wan Ning and brought her back, and then indulged in some baseless worries.

Only when night fell did Wen Ran mechanically go to bed.

Strangely enough, since receiving their marriage certificate, she had always slept alone in the guest room of the villa, only recently sharing a bed with Fu Chenlie for two or three nights. But now that he’s gone abroad to find his first love, after lying down on the bed, she found herself unable to sleep, tossing and turning.

This night passed in a blur.

The next day, the first thing Wen Ran did after waking up was to call Cheng Cheng.

After the call connected, she spoke: "Assistant Cheng, I told my husband yesterday that I wanted to borrow some money, and he asked me to find you."

"How much do you need, Madam?"

"Three million."

Cheng Cheng stuttered a bit: "Wh... what?"

Wen Ran’s heart suddenly sank, feeling something was wrong, and she cautiously asked, "What’s wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Madam, I only have the authority for twenty thousand here; I’m afraid I can’t give you three million."

"How could this be?"

Cheng Cheng patiently explained, "Mr. Fu only gave me the standby amount for a president’s office employee for five days, calculating at four thousand a day; five days is twenty thousand. I, a mere assistant, don’t have such a large limit like three million. Perhaps you could call Mr. Fu and ask?"

"Okay, I understand."

She hung up the phone, her heart immediately panicking.

Cheng Cheng actually couldn’t give her three million...

Wen Ran didn’t excessively overthink and quickly dialed Fu Chenlie’s phone number, considering the departure time from last night, he should have already landed by now, but when she dialed the number, it prompted that his phone was switched off.

Her heart sank rapidly again.

What should she do?

Fu Chenlie’s phone can’t be unreachable forever, can it?

He said he would be back in two or three days; if the phone is really unreachable but comes back on time, that’s fine. But if he doesn’t return because he can’t find his first love, then Ah Yan’s need for money can’t be met, can it?!

Wen Ran dialed five more times in a row, but none were answered.

She had no assurance, her mind was muddled, and in her foolishness, she actually returned to the dressing room and started flipping through Fu Chenlie’s belongings, hoping to find a bank card in his neatly organized wallet. If by any chance one of those cards had a few million limit, with no password or a simple one set, she could use it for Ah Yan...