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

After listening to Wen Ran's words, Gu Kai didn't know what to say for a moment.

He remembered that when Mo Xiuchen woke up after the operation, he had a confused look on his face.

Not only did he forget everyone, he didn't even remember who he was.

Mo Xiuchen didn't panic, but asked him calmly what happened to him.

Why can't I remember myself or anyone else?

He told him that his name was Gu Kai.

Because they hadn't found Ranran and Amu at that time, he thought Ranran was really gone, so he didn't tell Mo Xiuchen of her existence.

"Brother, you don't have to be sad. Although I promised Cheng Jia not to seek out Xiu Chen or tell him about the past, if Xiu Chen remembers it on her own, I think she might figure out the relationship. , we can’t force it.”

Although she hated Mo Jingteng and Cheng Jia for taking away Mo Xiuchen, she couldn't discriminate against Cheng Jia's feelings for Mo Xiuchen because she and she loved the same man.

In addition to threatening her with swearing poison, it can be said that Cheng Jia believed in Mo Xiuchen more than Mo Jingteng did.

She knew very well that Mo Jingteng asked Mo Xiuchen to go back just for the sake of the foundation he had built throughout his life, and to use Xiuchen as a useful chess piece.

Ever since Mo Zixuan was arrested, Mo Jingteng could tell without even looking at it.

If Xiu Chen was of no use to him, Mo Jingteng would definitely not take him away after he lost his memory.

And in order to retaliate against Xiu Chen for leaving MS Group before, he not only divorced them, but also asked Cheng Jia to stay with him.

Gu Kai smiled gently, "I'm not sad, I'm very touched. Even when Xiu Chen forgot everyone and everything, he could still remember your number and search for it persistently. I think he forgot you. It's just temporary, it won't be long before he will definitely think of you."

Before he stood up, he patted Wen Ran on the shoulder again, "Of course, you are going to the countryside tomorrow, so go to bed early."

"Well, good night, brother."

Wen Ran smiled at him and watched him leave the room. She looked at the old photos in the photo album of her mobile phone for a while, then put down her mobile phone and lay down to sleep.

**

Country D

In an elegant western restaurant.

Cheng Jia looked lovingly at the man sitting across from him. He was eating and drinking gracefully, and she couldn't help but feel a little infatuated.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyes and scanned Cheng Jia lightly, and asked in a cold tone.

Cheng Jia was startled and blinked blankly when she met his questioning eyes.

She immediately smiled brightly again and said briskly: "Xiuchen, I'm thinking, let's take some time to take wedding photos."

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Mo Xiuchen didn't answer the question.

His eyes paused on her face for a second, then he lowered his head and fed a small piece of steak into his mouth.

After the old man picked him up, he told him that Cheng Jia was his fiancée.

Their wedding date has been set. These days, Cheng Jia is really good to him, but he never feels the slightest bit when facing her.

A clear face with a touch of sadness appeared in front of his eyes.

That glance and half a second of gaze were so deeply remembered.

A subtle strange emotion flashed across Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes.

That beautiful face was the one he remembered most clearly in the days since he lost his memory. It could even be said to be the only thing that affected his emotions.

Cheng Jia's eyes flashed with hurt, and she stared at Mo Xiuchen's eyes affectionately and tenderly.

Even the voice was so gentle that it made the listener feel pity, "Xiu Chen, I had a dream last night. I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore."

She pursed her lips, looking pitiful, but Mo Xiuchen just looked at her indifferently.

There was no trace of pity or tenderness in her eyes, and she felt sad again.

Thinking of last night's dream, my eyes reddened unconsciously, "You would not have been so indifferent to me before, but since you lost your memory, you have stopped paying attention to me. You have not mentioned our marriage anymore, and you are still alone." Leaving alone, Xiu Chen, I’m really scared now.”

There were crystal tears hanging on Cheng Jia's eyelashes, which were on the verge of collapse. She was really unspeakably aggrieved.

Mo Xiuchen's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and Cheng Jia's voice continued: "Xiuchen, if you can never remember the past, will you never be able to treat me like you did before?"

"I have no idea."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was a little cold and hard.

He just doesn't have the same feeling for Cheng Jia that a man has for a woman. Apart from that, he doesn't really hate her. Of course, that's provided she doesn't do anything that makes him hateful.

If she stayed with him peacefully, just as a secretary, or as a nanny, he could barely accept it.

But for him to get along with her as lovers, or even want some intimacy between lovers, he couldn't do it.

Cheng Jia's tears fell when he said "I don't know". She pursed her lips tightly and cried silently.

Mo Xiuchen glanced at the other people in the hall and whispered, "Stop crying. If you cry any more, your makeup will be wasted."

"Xiuchen, I'm just sad..."

Cheng Jia's eyebrows were filled with deep sadness, and she vividly performed the grief of being left out in the cold after being forgotten by the person she loved most.

Mo Xiuchen's handsome face changed slightly, and his dark and deep eyes were filled with a little complexity.

Cheng Jia's sadness was not fake, she was really sad, but he didn't feel sorry for her sadness.

The feeling of emptiness in my heart did not dissipate just because she was around.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, his eyes a little warmer, and said calmly: "After we finish our work here, we return to China, and in the familiar environment at home, maybe my memory can be restored faster."

Cheng Jia was slightly startled and looked at him with crystal clear eyes filled with tears, "Xiuchen, I don't mean to force you to recover your memory immediately. You don't have to worry. The doctor said that your body is still recovering and you can work It’s already been very hard, don’t rush to think about the past, what if you get another headache.”

She had seen Mo Xiuchen get a headache when he recalled it.

At this moment, when I heard him say that returning to China might help me regain my memory faster, I felt panicked.

Mo Xiuchen's voice was calm and indifferent: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

He paused slightly, then added: "We have to stay in country D for at least three more months. There are so many things going on here. I really don't have the energy to retrieve my memories. So, don't use it these days." Compare my old me with who I am now to save myself from feeling sad.”

Cheng Jia pursed her lips lightly and stared at him blankly, not answering.

"As for our marriage, let's not mention it for now."

"Xiuchen, why?"

Cheng Jia looked at him sadly, and he actually said that they should not mention their marriage for the time being.

No, she doesn't agree.

Mo Xiuchen saw her sadness in his eyes, but his expression remained unchanged.

The tone was also calm and cold, without any waves: "Marriage is a lifelong matter, and I don't want to do it casually."