When Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran arrived, Chen Bin had already prepared the ingredients.

Li Qian also just arrived home. When her husband mentioned that Tan Mu was going to compete with Mo Xiuchen in cooking, she didn't believe it at first. Tan Mu was her cousin, and his usually arrogant and cold appearance hid his occasional childishness. A little, she knew.

But in her eyes, Mo Xiuchen was the kind of man who was truly noble, handsome, and cold. How could he compete with Tan Mu in cooking.

Seeing the two of them appearing at her house, she believed what her husband had just said, and happily pulled Wen Ran to sit on the sofa in the living room, "Of course, when I first heard about it, I didn't believe that they were really going to compete in a chef competition. Art, but this is a matter between men, so you don’t have to go into the kitchen and smell the fumes. The two of us can sit here and chat for a while, eat some snacks, wait for the meal to start, and be the judges of the high class."

Wen Ran was amused by Li Qian's words. Li Qian was a secretary in the company, but at home she was a real queen, the kind who was pampered by her husband to the point of being lawless.

It was not surprising at all to say such words from her mouth.

"Okay, let's sit here and wait for the results."

Wen Ran responded with a smile. Sensing someone's gaze, she raised her head, looked into Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes, and made a cheering gesture to him.

"Of course, if you wait here, it won't be long."

Mo Xiuchen glanced at Tan Mu who was standing inside the kitchen door, told Wen Ran, and walked into the kitchen with elegant steps.

Chen Bin confessed to Wen Ran and Li Qian again, and followed him into the kitchen to watch the excitement.

"Of course, how is Mo Xiuchen's cooking skills?"

Li Qian glanced in the direction of the kitchen, moved a little closer to Wen Ran, and asked curiously.

Wen Ran grabbed a handful of watermelon seeds to eat. Hearing Li Qian's words, Wen Ran said with a smile, "Xiu Chen's cooking skills are not as good as Brother Chen, but he is still good."

"Are you still modest?"

Li Qian glared at her and said with a smile, "I really can't tell that Mo Xiuchen can also cook. In my opinion, he should be the kind of man who only dominates the shopping mall."

Although Tan Mu and Mo Xiuchen were good friends, because Mo Xiuchen didn't like to socialize with others, his friends were limited to Tan Mu and the others, and he rarely interacted with their relatives and friends.

Except for Shen Yuting who has always liked him.

Li Qian's understanding of Mo Xiuchen almost only came from information from the outside world.

It wasn't until Wen Ran married Mo Xiuchen that she slowly began to realize that he was not completely as tall as the clouds and so ruthless that she couldn't get along with him. At least, he was gentle and considerate in front of Wen Ran.

"I also think Tan Mu doesn't know how to cook."

Wen Ran looked at the tall and tall figure in the kitchen through the transparent glass, with a jade tree facing the wind. Her eyes were unknowingly filled with tenderness, "Xiu Chen has not had a mother since he was a child, and he became independent early. Although he is in a wealthy family, But he is just like a child from a poor family, not only can he cook, but he can do everything by himself."

A trace of surprise flashed across Li Qian's face, not entirely because Wen Ran said that Mo Xiuchen had become independent early, but because of the deep-seated compassion in her tone. She knew this feeling deeply. She could only love one person. Only when you love him to the extreme will you feel sorry for him and feel so sorry for him that you can't even replace him.

Her husband, Chen Bin, grew up in a single-parent family and suffered a lot when he was a child. In front of her, Chen Bin took care of him in an understatement. But she was so distressed that she cried every time.

"Of course, what is Zhou Lin doing with you this afternoon?"

Not wanting her to feel sad because of Mo Xiuchen's past, Li Qian changed the topic.

Wen Ran told Li Qian that Zhou Lin had given her a diary, and also told her that Zhou Lin would leave G city in two days.

Li Qian said with emotion, "Zhou Lin is actually willing to hand you his father's diary. It seems that she has not completely lost her conscience like Zhou Mingfu."

"This is thanks to Xiao Wenqing. It was Xiao Wenqing and Mo Zixuan who left her with no place to rely on. Perhaps, we also need to thank the child in her belly."

Women are strange creatures, especially women who have children. It cannot be explained by common sense. How many women are willing to sacrifice themselves for their children, which shows that maternal love is really a great thing.

Li Qian nodded, and then said after a moment, "Of course, I may resign after the New Year. You tell Mr. Wen and ask him to find a good candidate in the near future. Before I leave, I will take care of her."

"Why did you resign?"

Wen Ran opened her eyes wide in shock. To her, Li Qian was not a secretary, but a close sister. She had joined the Wen family as soon as she graduated. How many years has it been now?

Li Qian smiled slightly, "Lao Chen and I are planning to have a child. After so many years of marriage, he has been pampering me and letting me have enough fun before having a child. Now, I think it's time. Mr. Wen will also recover after the year. I I feel relieved to resign.”

Wen Ran frowned, unwilling to let her leave at all, "Sister Li, even if you and Brother Chen have a child, there is no need to resign in such a hurry. When you get pregnant and you really can't work, I will recruit two more people." As long as you are an assistant, you don’t have to work hard.”

Li Qian felt warm in her heart, "How can that be done? I have become a freeloader. I don't have to resign after the new year. I just want to tell you so that you can be mentally prepared. According to your brother Chen's temperament, After I am pregnant, he will definitely not allow me to go to work."

Wen Ran pursed her lips, and felt that what she said made sense. Chen Bin was a wonderful husband that could only be found in a century. If Li Qian got pregnant, he wouldn't treat her as an ancestor.

"Well, although I am reluctant to let you leave, for the sake of the next generation of you and Brother Chen, I can only agree."

Li Qian smiled and said, "How about you and Mo Xiuchen have a baby as soon as possible, and then we will have a companion."

Wen Ran chuckled, "I don't have the final say in this kind of thing, but we just let nature take its course, maybe we can really be your companion."

"What company?"

After she finished speaking, she saw Tan Mu coming out of the kitchen, bringing with him the scent of vegetables and walking towards them with long legs.

Li Qian glared at him, "What the two of us are talking about is a woman's secret. We can't let outsiders know, let alone you men. Is your dish ready?"

Tan Mu was slightly startled. Hearing what Li Qian said was the secret of their women's family, he subconsciously looked at Wen Ran. She had a bright smile on her face. Seeing him looking over, she asked in a brisk tone, "Tin Mu, what did you do? Dish? Are you and Xiu Chen cooking the same dish?"

Tan Mu's eyes flickered, avoiding Wen Ran's clear and bright eyes, and said lightly, "It's not the same dish."

"Now it's Xiuchen's turn. Sister Li, let Qin Mu talk to you for a while. I'll go in and take a look."

Wen Ran saw Mo Xiuchen's tall figure standing in front of the glass counter in the kitchen, holding a spatula. Her eyes lit up, she got up and walked quickly into the kitchen.

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