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

  Chapter 72 Strange Scent

  Xiao Wenqing gritted his teeth with hatred, but did not dare to be too obvious on the face.

  Mo Xiuchen glanced at her coldly, turned around and went into the kitchen to order the dishes his mother liked during her lifetime.

   "Of course, don't stand, come and sit."

  Zhou Lin saw Mo Zixuan staring at Wen Ran all the time, took a breath in secret, suppressed the jealousy in her heart, smiled and greeted Wen Ran.

As she talked, she pretended to be affectionate to pull Wen Ran's hand, but unfortunately, Wen Ran avoided her without a trace when she stretched out her hand. Her hand fell to nothing, and embarrassment flashed across her heavily makeup face, even her smile changed. It's not natural.

   "I will go to the kitchen to have a look."

  Wen Ran dropped a sentence, turned around, and walked towards the kitchen.

On the sofa, Mo Zixuan's gaze followed Wen Ke closely, even in the presence of Mo Jingteng, without concealing it, the moment Zi Wen Ran stepped into the living room, his sanity disappeared.

A few minutes later, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran came out of the kitchen, with a servant holding a plate behind them, Cheng Jia immediately greeted him, looked at Mo Xiuchen eagerly, and said, "Young Master Mo, I want to worship Auntie together with you. "

  Mo Xiuchen's eyes swept to Xiao Wenqing, who looked stiff, nodded faintly, and replied ‘OK’. Cheng Jia’s eyes lit up immediately and moved and said, "Thank you, Shao Mo."

  Mo Xiuchen has never been here to worship his mother, nor has he set a spiritual position in the Mo family. Even the place where his mother jumped from the building was demolished and turned into a garden.

  Today, he said that he would worship his mother at home, not only to add to Xiao Wenqing, he also plans to let his mother come back.

In the garden, all kinds of flowers are blooming. Mo Xiuchen asked people to put the needed items on the grass in front of the garden. He introduced to the air: "Mom, although you don't want to come back here, today, I still decide Burn the paper money here. Will you come back and get it? By the way, take a look at your daughter-in-law, her name is Wen Ran..."

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen quietly. Under the dim light, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes. However, she felt his loneliness in his words, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little tight. , Subconsciously raised his hand to grab his generous palm.

  Mo Xiuchen warmed his hands and looked down at her.

  Four eyes were facing each other, her eyes were soft as water, and the light from the oblique place just lit her eyes, like stars, clearly reflecting his own handsome face, at that moment, he suddenly stunned.

  Until his ears pierced in a gentle, soft but firm voice, he hit the softest part of his heart: "Mom, I will take care of the dust for you in the future."

  A gust of breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers is tangy. It was like the woman who was heartbroken and jumped off the building in response to Wen Ran's words. Next to him, Mo Xiuchen flipped her palm, wrapped her soft little hand, and looked at her with shining eyes: "You made a promise, you can't lose faith. my mother."

Wen Ran looked at his deep eyes, raised his other hand to smooth his wrinkled forehead, and said with a playful smile: "I speak fortune, as long as you are my husband for a day, I will be responsible for you. "

  Mo Xiuchen was infected by her, the sad emotions in his heart dissipated, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I will believe you once."

  ……

  In the whole process, Cheng Jia was like an invisible person, completely ignored by Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, but occasionally, when the wind blew, Mo Xiuchen glanced at Cheng Jia, the perfume smell...how it feels a bit weird.

She stood aside, watching Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran burn the paper for his mother. After burning the paper, Wen Ran respectfully made three bends. It was not until he left that Mo Xiuchen said to her, "Let's go! "

   "Young Master Mo, you haven't introduced me to Auntie yet."

Cheng Jia looked at Mo Xiuchen expectantly. She thought he would introduce her first. After all, she was his lifesaver, how could Wen Ran compare to a woman who betrayed herself for money.

   "Next time, I will take you to the cemetery if I have a chance."

  Mo Xiuchen looked down at the burnt paper money on the ground, he muttered for two seconds, and spit out lightly.

   "Really, shall we go tonight?"

   Hope rekindled in Cheng Jia's heart, and asked while the iron was hot.

"Ok!"

  Mo Xiuchen glanced at Wen Ran beside him, and seeing that she did not show any disapproval, he gave a perfunctory hum, took her by the hand, walked past Cheng Jia, and headed towards the front hall.

  ***

  Originally, Xiao Wenqing was afraid that Zhou Lin could not hold Wen Ran and could not separate her from Mo Xiuchen.

  When they knew that Wen Jin woke up, she didn't worry about this problem at all.

At the dinner table, Zhou Lin offered to go to the hospital to see her brother with Wen Ran for a while, but Wen Ran politely refused, "You should go back quickly and tell Uncle Zhou about the wedding date. Let her help you prepare for the wedding. My brother has some The special nurse takes care of him 24 hours a day, and it’s okay to see him later."

   "Then are you still going to the hospital tonight, I can go later, but you are his sister, which is different."

   Zhou Lin asked uneasy, maybe she was too ‘caring’. She frowned in confusion, and said flatly: “Xiu Chen will accompany me to the hospital.”

Across from   , the dishes picked up by Mo Zixuan suddenly fell on the table, and the gentle and natural ‘Xiu Chen’ sounded like a knife across his chest, and his hands holding chopsticks were so painful that they were stiff.

   "Young Master Mo, are you still going to the cemetery tonight?"

  Cheng Jia picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it into the Mo Xiuchen bowl, and said softly.

   Seeing this, Mo Zixuan again picked up a piece of meat and put it into the Wen Ran bowl. The awkward atmosphere a second before suddenly gave birth to a subtle touch.

Mo Xiuchen looked down at the meat slices in the Wen Ran bowl, raised his eyes, and the corner of his eyes just saw the subtle expression changes on Xiao Wenqing's face. He put down his chopsticks, took a sip of the soup in front of him, and his voice was slightly deep. Wen Ran said, "Since you are going to the hospital, let the driver take you off. I am going to the cemetery tonight."

   Wen Ran was startled, and looked up at Mo Xiuchen in amazement. He didn't understand how he changed his face faster than the sky. Could it be because of the piece of meat that Mo Zixuan gave her?

  She pursed her lips, said ‘OK’, picked up the meat slices from the bowl and gave Zhou Lin, diagonally across, Mo Zixuan’s face paled because of her behavior.

   "Shao Mo, this braised lion head is here for you."

   Cheng Jia saw that Mo Xiuchen refused to send Wen Ran to him, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes suddenly dyed a smile, and he put Mo Xiuchen's favorite braised lion head into his bowl.

   "Thank you!"

  Mo Xiuchen's tone was weak, but he expressed acceptance of her.

   Wen Ran put down his chopsticks, stood up, smiled and said to everyone: "I'm full, go to the hospital to see my brother first, everyone eat slowly!"

  "……"

  Mo Zixuan wanted to say something, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything after all.

  Mo Xiuchen said ‘um’, his thin lips overflowed and he couldn’t hear his emotions: “Let the driver take you to the hospital. After I return to the cemetery, I will pick you up directly.”

  (End of this chapter)