Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

Mo Xiuchen's eyes changed. Seeing her crying sadly, he pursed his lips heavily, hugged her tightly, and comforted her softly: "Of course, it's not your fault, I really don't blame you."

Wen Ran was so scared and her tears flowed so fiercely. Whenever she thought of the scene of Xiaoxiao being knocked away and falling to the ground from mid-air, her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

How could you not blame her.

Even if they don't blame her, she blames herself.

"Of course, listen to me, Xiaoxiao will be fine."

He wanted to wipe away her tears, but he didn't dare to use force because when Bai Xiaoxiao pushed her away, she fell to the ground and half of her face was scratched. The tears streaming down her face must have hurt.

But she felt no pain. The pain in her body was insignificant, but it was her heart that hurt.

"Really?"

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen with tearful eyes, looking expectant and panicked, like a helpless child, which made Mo Xiuchen feel an unspeakable pain in his heart.

In front of the 29-year-old Mo Xiuchen, who is mature, steady, shrewd and wise, the 23-year-old Wen Ran is innocent and immature, like a child.

In the past few months, she had been too depressed. At this moment, she finally couldn't support it and collapsed.

Mo Xiuchen nodded heavily, with a look of tenderness and determination in his deep eyes. He kissed her forehead with pity and promised softly: "As long as Ah Kai is here, Xiaoxiao will be fine. It's you who can't be so sad and blame yourself anymore." Go down and let me disinfect the wounds on your face and apply some ointment. When Xiaoxiao wakes up, you have to stay with her."

Wen Ran seemed to really believe what Mo Xiuchen said, "You won't lie to me, right?"

"of course not."

Mo Xiuchen solemnly promised.

"My face doesn't matter. It's just that when Xiaoxiao pushed it away, she fell to the ground and bruised her skin a little."

"No, it's on the face. It needs to be disinfected and cleaned. I haven't told Wen Jin yet. You can give him a call later."

"Um."

Wen Ran promised softly that even if he didn't tell his brother, he would see the news. If he saw it himself, he would be even more worried.

Mo Xiuchen stood up, took the disinfectant swab, carefully sterilized her, and applied a layer of ointment. Wen Ran was about to call Wen Jin when her cell phone rang.

The caller ID showed it was Wen Jin.

"It seems that your brother has seen the news or heard about it."

Mo Xiuchen also saw the caller ID on her screen and said gently.

Wen Ran pursed her lips and secretly calmed down her emotions before pressing the answer button, most likely to make her voice sound gentle and calm: "Brother."

"Of course, I just heard about Xiaoxiao's condition. Are you okay?"

Wen Jin's voice came through the radio waves, full of concern and worry.

"Brother, I'm fine. It's Xiaoxiao. She pushed me away. She is still in the operating room. Brother Gu has also entered the operating room. I will call you when her operation is finished."

"Um."

Hearing her voice, Wen Jin felt relieved a little, but Wen Ran said it was Xiaoxiao who pushed her away and she was fine. Wen Jin had to worry about Bai Xiaoxiao's condition.

The video of the car accident was playing on the LCD screen in his ward. The off-road vehicle came from a distance and probably headed towards Wen Ran.

Seeing Bai Xiaoxiao push Wen Ran away and knocking her away, Wen Jin's grip on the phone suddenly became stronger, and her heart almost stopped beating at that moment.

*

At the same time, Cheng Jia was waiting at the door of the hotel and frowned when she saw Tan Mu and Luo Haofeng get out of a commercial car parked on the roadside and then drive away. There was no figure she expected to see.

Both Qin Mu and Luo Haofeng saw Cheng Jia waiting at the door. She was wearing a white fur shawl and a red sexy A-line skirt underneath. On such a cold day, she only wore a pair of stockings. She didn't know whether she was cold or not. cold.

Qin Mu and Luo Haofeng looked at each other and walked side by side towards the hotel door.

"Assistant Qin, Vice President Luo, why are you two alone and President Mo hasn't come yet?"

In private, Cheng Jia likes to call Mo Xiuchen 'Young Master Mo', but at work, especially when socializing, she cannot call him that. Instead, she calls him 'Mr. Mo'.

"Xiu Chen has some personal matters to deal with. He won't be here tonight. Let's go in first."

Luo Haofeng glanced at Cheng Jia coldly and strode into the hotel. Tan Mu entered the hotel without even looking at her.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Cheng Jia's eyes, and her face changed. When she saw them all going in, she immediately followed them, catching up with them, and asked with concern: "Vice President Luo, what's wrong with Mr. Mo? It's going to delay tonight's activities like this?" An important dinner?"

When he reached the elevator, Luo Haofeng stopped, turned around, and looked at Cheng Jia condescendingly, with a cold and unhappy tone, "He is the boss. Do I need to report anything to you? Is Xiu Chen tonight?" If you don’t come, you don’t want to attend this dinner?”

Cheng Jia felt chilled by his sharp eyes and shook her head subconsciously, "Of course not, I just care about Mr. Mo."

She also wanted to take some intimate photos with him tonight and send them to Wen Ran. To this end, she dressed up carefully, but he didn't come. This was not an advantage to the old pervert.

Luo Haofeng and Qin Mu entered the elevator one after another and said coldly, "It's not the best. Xiu Chen is very optimistic about you. He has something to do and won't be able to come tonight. You can't neglect your customers."

Cheng Jia was extremely annoyed in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face. She put on a professional smile and said, "Don't worry, Vice President Luo, I will do my best."

**

Hospital

Outside the operating room, Mo Xiuchen stayed with Wen Ran.

Father Bai and Mother Bai sat together, and time passed by. It had been two hours since Bai Xiaoxiao entered the operating room, and she still hadn't come out.

Wen Ran stared at the operating room, refusing to blink. The longer she waited, the more uneasy she felt.

Mo Xiuchen looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock. He didn't know how long the operation would last. None of them had eaten yet.

"Mr. Bai, I don't know when the operation will be over. Otherwise, I'll have someone bring food over for you and Mrs. Bai to eat."

Before Bai's father could answer, Bai's mother shook her head and said sadly, "I can't eat anything without knowing the results of Xiaoxiao's surgery."

She pursed her lips and looked at Wen Ran beside Mo Xiuchen. After thinking about it, she added, "Buy some food for Ranran and let her eat some first."

"I can't eat either. I have to wait for Xiaoxiao to come out."

Wen Ran kept looking at the closed door of the operating room. Xiaoxiao's life and death were uncertain now, so how could she eat.

A flash of distress flashed across Mo Xiuchen's eyes.

Looking at Wen Ran's stubborn and cold face, he knew that no matter what he said, Ran Ran would be able to change his decision until the operation was over.

He sighed silently, stopped talking, and quietly continued to accompany her waiting for the moment the operating room opened.