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

  Chapter 71 He is not something other women can dream of

  Wen Ran frowned slightly between her eyebrows, and said inwardly: I am not familiar with you, what can I say in private.

  Mo Xiuchen tickled the corner of his mouth, and said casually, "You and Ranran are my former life-saver and my current wife. What else can't I hear? Let's go and talk as you go."

There was a trace of embarrassment on Cheng Jia's face, and Mo Xiuchen obviously rejected her.

  Wen Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, avoiding the look cast by Cheng Jia.

  Mo Jingteng laughed when he saw this, and said, "Xiu Chen, since their girls have something to say, then you should avoid it. I just happen to have something to tell you."

  A trace of unhappy flashed under Mo Xiuchen's eyes. Seeing that Mo Jingteng had already walked a few steps, he released Wen Ran and quickly followed.

Wen Ran watched Mo Xiuchen catch up with Mo Jingteng. When the two were side by side, she turned her head to look at Cheng Jia. Seeing that she was looking at the direction Mo Xiuchen was leaving, her eyes flashed slightly, and her voice was clear. He said: "Miss Cheng, let's go too!"

Cheng Jia not only didn't feel guilty about coveting someone else's husband, but also blushed shyly because of the love in her heart. Seeing Wen Ran looking at her steadily, she pursed her lips and asked straightforwardly: "Miss Wen, you love Shao Mo?"

  Wen Ran squinted her eyes, and suddenly felt funny, so she laughed: "Every time Ms. Cheng has something to tell me, it’s the same problem, don’t you feel bored?"

Cheng Jia's face changed, and she said solemnly, "I don't feel bored. You and Shao Mo are married, just to keep your company. You don't love him at all. But I really like him, even Said to love him."

  A trace of astonishment flashed across Wen Ran's face. I really don't know how Cheng Jia was so embarrassed to say such words, and even spoke to her in such a righteous and questioning tone.

There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth. For no reason, she just hated the woman in front of me who seemed to be weak, but was thinking about robbing her husband every second. Because she had saved Mo Xiuchen, she thought she could save Mo Xiu. Dust for a lifetime?

"Miss Cheng, since you know that Mo Xiuchen and I were married to keep my family's company, you must also know that the proposal of marriage was made by Mo Xiuchen. In other words, he was willing to marry me. "

   "But you don't love him at all, and he doesn't love you. A marriage without feelings will not be happy."

Cheng Jia looked at Wen Ran annoyed. She couldn't understand why Wen Ran attracted Mo Xiuchen. In terms of looks, she felt that she was no worse than Wen Ran. She was just a little bit cute and beautiful, **** and charming. .

  If the family background, Wen Ran is no more than a daughter, if it were not for Mo Xiuchen's help, her current situation would not be as good as her Cheng Jia.

  Wen Ranqinghong's water eyes blinked blankly. She loves Mo Xiuchen or not, what does it matter to her as an outsider?

  She was too lazy to explain to her, and said perfunctorily: “Let’s go, it’s not good to let everyone wait too long.” When the words fell, she turned around and left.

   "Wen Ran, wait a minute, I haven't finished!"

   Cheng Jia was irritated by Wen Ran's careless attitude, and when he was anxious, he reached out and grabbed Wen Ran's arm.

Wen Ran frowned, shook off her hand, turned her head, the delicate facial features were condensed with a cold color, the eyes of Cheng Jia were sharp and cold, and the noble temperament that Cheng Jia had developed over the years was incomparable. It also emanated in an instant, Cheng Jia, who was still angry just now, was shocked by the cold and nobleness on her body, and involuntarily took a step back.

   "Even if I have no relationship with Mo Xiuchen, he is still my legitimate husband, not something other women can imagine."

  Wen Ran left the sentence, turned around, and walked away gracefully.

Cheng Jia stood on the spot with a pale face, looking at Wen Ran's straight and thin back, the words she had warned echoed in her ears, she gritted her teeth fiercely, thinking bitterly, waiting for her to become Shao Mo tonight The woman, see how arrogant Wen Ran is still.

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   "What did Cheng Jia tell you?"

  Mo Xiuchen stood tall and straight at the entrance of the hall. Seeing Wen Ran and Cheng Jia walking one after another, he took a step forward, his deep eyes swept across her delicate facial features, and asked gently.

  Wen Ran listened to the footsteps behind her, and smiled at Mo Xiuchen, and said briskly, "Nothing."

  The words fell, she took the initiative to stretch out her hand and put his arm around, Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed deep, and the corners of her mouth raised a pleasant arc.

In the living room, Mo Zixuan sits alone on a sofa and plays with his mobile phone. Xiao Wenqing and Zhou Lin sit on the sofa opposite him. I don’t know what to talk about. Mo Jingteng walks to the position beside him and will get off. , He slowly put away the phone, leaning back and sitting upright.

   Hearing Mo Jingteng say that Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran were behind, his eyes couldn't help but glance towards the door.

  Two minutes later, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran appeared in his sight, arm in arm, his eyes shrank severely because of the intimate scene, and his handsome face suddenly changed color.

Zhou Lin’s expression on the sofa opposite also changed, not because of Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, but because of Mo Zixuan’s unconcealed feelings for Wen Ran. She folded her hands in front of her, her lips pressed tightly. Squeeze tightly.

  Xiao Wenqing glanced at Mo Zixuan warningly, came out from the sofa, and greeted him with a hypocritical smile: "Xiu Chen, Miss Wen, you are finally back."

When she called Wen Ran, she paused slightly. She wanted to call her name because she was afraid of being too unfamiliar. Calling her Ranran and too obvious was hypocritical, so she called her'Miss Wen', which was polite, polite, and implied. , She had only obtained a certificate with Mo Xiuchen now, and she had not been approved by the Mo family.

Mo Xiuchen directly ignored her words, looked at Mo Zixuan, who was standing in front of the sofa with a face of jealousy, smiled, and said calmly: "I and Ranran were going to visit my mother in the cemetery, but listen. Speaking of the marriage between Shang Quanquxuan and Ms. Zhou tonight, Ranran and I, the older brother and sister-in-law, had to rush over."

Mo Zixuan's expression changed several times in an instant, and there was something rushing in his heart, but without waiting for him to speak, Mo Xiuchen turned his gaze to Mo Jingteng again and asked faintly, "Today is my mother's death. Before dinner, I want to burn some papers for my mother and pay respects to her. You won’t object, will you?”

  This time, Xiao Wenqing's expression changed. Mo Jingteng got up from the sofa, and without hesitation, he agreed to Mo Xiuchen's request: "Okay, let Liu's wife prepare some food that your mother loved before her death..."

   "Jing Teng, this is not good!"

  Xiao Wenqing couldn't wait for Mo Jingteng to finish speaking, so she interrupted him eagerly.

   "What's wrong? Xiu Chen has never worshipped his mother at home for so many years. Now that he is married and comes back with his wife, he should let his mother know."

   "But..."

   "That's it, Xiu Chen, you go talk to Aunt Liu, let her prepare quickly, the worship is over, and the meal is ready!"

  (End of this chapter)