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

Country D

In the presidential suite of the hotel not far from the hospital, the atmosphere was somewhat condensed.

Cheng Jia looked at the man sitting on the sofa with aggrieved eyes, who was indifferent to her 'performance' from beginning to end.

Although his body has not fully recovered, he is even too thin due to illness.

However, he is still handsome, sexy and charming like this.

For her, there will always be a fatal attraction.

She stayed with him for more than twenty days.

I took good care of him for more than 20 days.

Still accompanying him as his fiancée.

However, he regarded her as invisible and looked at her with cold eyes.

There is no trace of the tenderness and affection he had for Wen Ran in the past.

She told herself it was because he had lost his memory.

That's why he was so indifferent. She had to be more patient and impress him with her love.

He pursed his lips tightly.

She calmed down her emotions secretly, and a bright smile appeared on her delicately made-up face again.

One hand gently tugged on the skirt and tried to sit in front of him.

He said softly: "Xiuchen, the weather is nice today, let's go take wedding photos, okay?"

"Sit opposite."

Before she sat down, Mo Xiuchen suddenly spoke up, with a hint of irresistible coldness in his low tone.

Cheng Jia made a move.

When she received the cold gaze from Mo Xiuchen, her heart trembled.

He flattened his mouth in grievance and reluctantly sat on the sofa opposite.

"Xiuchen, then today we..."

"I'm very busy today. If you want to take a picture of yourself, go take a picture."

Mo Xiuchen just glanced at her with a cold look when she was about to sit next to him.

His eyes were focused on the laptop screen again.

His long white fingers danced nimbly on the keyboard, and the aura surrounding him was noble and sacred.

Cheng Jia accidentally looked at it in a daze again.

If anything, she was happy these days.

Just being able to stay by this man's side every day, even if he was always as cold as winter towards her, at least he didn't drive her away.

"Book a flight back to China the day after tomorrow."

Cheng Jiazheng was fascinated when Mo Xiuchen's voice suddenly came again.

She blinked blankly, not hearing what he said clearly, and asked in a daze, "Xiu Chen, what did you just say?"

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyes, his gaze swept across her beautiful face, and a hint of displeasure flashed deep in his eyes.

He didn't understand why the old man clearly said that he used to love this Cheng Jia very much.

He also said that Cheng Jia had saved him once and was his savior, but he didn't feel the slightest bit towards her these days.

He lost his memory and knew nothing about the past.

But he is naturally smart. Even if he loses his memory, he can master the affairs of the group within a few days.

Now far away in country D, he has been able to control the group's operations very well.

It has to be said that the most right thing Mo Jingteng did in his life was to hand over the group to Mo Xiuchen.

Although he left for a while, Mo Jingteng took advantage of his amnesia and snatched him away.

As soon as Mo Xiuchen returned to the company, the situation immediately changed.

When Mo Zixuan took office, those companies that had been eyeing the MS Group and trying to take advantage of the opportunity to get a piece of the pie now no longer dare to have any ideas.

Even Hao Chen, who has been competing with them recently, has restrained himself a lot.

Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes rested on Cheng Jia's beautiful face.

I don't know what I thought of, but I suddenly asked without thinking: "You and I used to have a good relationship?"

The confusion on Cheng Jia's face was replaced by shock.

She looked at Mo Xiuchen in surprise, and immediately smiled charmingly after reacting.

Nodding vigorously: "Yes, Xiuchen, have you remembered?"

She acted very excited.

It seemed that if he remembered, he would never neglect her like this.

Mo Xiuchen frowned, his expression still as cold as ice: "No, book a ticket to return to China the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, he closed the notebook, stood up and left.

Cheng Jia heard clearly this time, and her eyes widened in shock, "Xiuchen, do you want to return to China? Your body has not fully recovered yet and you need to rest for a while."

As she spoke, she stood up and saw that Mo Xiuchen had already walked to the door. She asked nervously: "Xiuchen, where are you going?"

Mo Xiuchen turned around and glanced at her coldly with eyes as cold as winter: "I'm going for a walk, don't follow me."

"Xiu Chen..."

Cheng Jia stood in the room, watching Mo Xiuchen close the door and leave. She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes full of loss and hurt.

He wouldn't let her follow him, and she wouldn't dare to follow him.

Although Mo Xiuchen lost his memory, his character and temper did not change.

His amnesia only took away his tenderness for Wen Ran and returned to his original indifference and arrogance.

After walking out of the hotel, Mo Xiuchen walked alone on the streets of country D.

The afternoon sun hid behind the clouds, and the cool breeze carried the fragrance of flowers. Pedestrians were passing by on the street, and people of the opposite sex would look back at him from time to time.

Mo Xiuchen walked casually.

A heart without memory is like an empty corner.

When I dream back at midnight, I can't help but feel sad, feeling that I have lost the most precious thing.

His eyes fell on a young man and woman in front of him who were shopping hand in hand.

Another scene suddenly appeared in front of him, like a scene that had appeared in a dream.

There is also a feeling that is as long ago as the past life, but it makes people feel heart palpitating.

They were also a man and a woman, walking on the streets of a foreign land with their fingers clasped together.

The image flashed through his mind, but it made him feel an indescribable throbbing in his heart.

His tall figure stood on the street.

There was a hint of confusion on the handsome, sculpted face unconsciously.

Suddenly I closed my eyes tightly, and I had a strong idea in my heart to capture the scene that flashed through my mind just now.

However, when he closed his eyes and thought about it, his mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything.

The rapid ringing of his cell phone rang, and he opened his eyes, his eyes as deep as a pool filled with coldness and loneliness.

He pursed his lips tiredly before taking out his cell phone. When he saw the call, his eyebrows furrowed.

"What's up?"

"Xiuchen, I called the doctor just now and he said you can't return to China yet."

The call was from Cheng Jia.

Mo Xiuchen asked her to book a flight to return to China, but she was naturally unwilling.

Her plan was to take wedding photos with Mo Xiuchen abroad. It would be best if she could become his woman and then return to China together.

If she doesn't get him for a day, she will feel uneasy.

Although Mo Xiuchen had forgotten Wen Ran, he had no enthusiasm for her.

She had been with him as his fiancée for more than twenty days. Not to mention sleeping with him, she had never even touched him physically.

Whenever she wanted to get close to him, Mo Xiuchen would either find an excuse to avoid it, or simply tell her to stay away from him.

Just now, he asked that strange question again and wanted to return to China.

Cheng Jia's heart suddenly skipped a beat. The only thought in her mind was to prevent Mo Xiuchen from returning home.

"Who asked you to ask him."

Mo Xiuchen's tone was unhappy, and he knew his own body well.

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