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

"You answer the phone first and listen to what Uncle Bai has to say."

Seeing that the bell in Bai Xiaoxiao's hand kept ringing over and over again, Wen Ran frowned and reminded her gently.

Bai Xiaoxiao nodded, took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, and without putting the phone to her ear, she called out from a distance, "Dad, what's the matter?"

"Bai Xiaoxiao, come back immediately!"

Fortunately, she didn't put the phone to her ear, otherwise her ears would be deafened by her father's yelling. Even Wen Ran, who was sitting opposite, could hear the voice on the other end of the phone clearly.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

Bai Xiaoxiao pretended to be stupid and asked, she couldn't be more clear in her heart that it must have something to do with Luo Haofeng.

"Ms. Luo called me just now and said very angrily that our company's employees raped him, and the cooperation we finally got wasted like this. Bai Xiaoxiao, you have done a good job. If you don't take If things are handled well, you don't have to call me Dad!"

It seemed that her father was really angry this time.

"Okay, I'll go back right away."

Bai Xiaoxiao frowned, and secretly scolded Luo Haofeng, that villain, for fussing over such a trivial matter.

"Of course, you can call Mo Xiuchen and ask him to help. Don't believe what that villain Luo Haofeng says. If the chance to cooperate with MS Group is gone like this, my dad will drive me out of the house."

Because of what Bai Xiaoxiao said before leaving, Wen Ran sat behind the desk and really dialed Mo Xiuchen's number.

However, the result disappointed her.

Mo Xiuchen said flatly on the other end of the phone: "I handed over the case with Bai's to Ah Feng, and gave him the right to make decisions. However, I can't help you with this matter."

Wen Ran frowned on the phone, said 'oh', and did not embarrass Mo Xiuchen.

"Xiu Chen, it seems that you don't value sex and friends to the point of being hopeless, don't worry, I'm just teaching that damn girl Bai Xiaoxiao a lesson, so Wen Ran won't blame you."

On the top floor of the MS Building, Luo Haofeng's happy laughter echoed in the CEO's office. Mo Xiuchen snorted coldly, and issued an order to chase away the guests in displeasure: "Go back to your office if you have nothing to do. Don't be an eyesore here."

Just now, when he heard Wen Ran's faintly disappointed 'oh', he felt inexplicably tense. At this moment, looking at Luo Haofeng, he was not pleasing to the eye anyway.

Luo Haofeng whistled indifferently, and left his office happily.

After the office door was closed, Mo Xiuchen pondered for a moment, took out his cell phone again, and was about to call back to tell Wen Ran that Luo Haofeng was just punishing Bai Xiaoxiao for molesting him at noon, when the cell phone rang suddenly up.

It was Xiao Liu who called!

"Young master, Cheng Jia cut her wrist and committed suicide..."

Mo Xiuchen frowned, and asked calmly, "Can you save him?"

"I don't know, the doctor is trying to rescue her. I was afraid that sending her to Kangning Hospital too far would delay the time, so I sent her to the nearest hospital."

Xiao Liu's voice was a little strange. I don't know if he was too shocked by Cheng Jia's behavior, or because Wen Ran was worried. After that night, he developed a different emotion towards Cheng Jia.

"Well, I'm a little busy now, you watch in the hospital and tell me the result later."

Mo Xiuchen didn't ask Cheng Jia why he cut his wrist and committed suicide, how did Xiao Liu know, a glint of darkness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and in an instant, it was replaced by layers of coldness and indifference.

"Okay, young master."

***

Wen Ran knew that Cheng Jia had cut his wrists and committed suicide after returning home.

Mo Xiuchen had a social event at night, which was what he told her when he sent her back to the company at noon. After work, she didn't go home immediately, but went to the hospital to have dinner with her brother Wen Jin.

She didn't get home until after nine o'clock in the evening.

Mama Zhang was making soup, and when she saw her come back, she immediately enthusiastically asked her if she had eaten. She asked casually, and Mama Zhang told her that Cheng Jia committed suicide by cutting her wrists in the afternoon, but fortunately she found out immediately and was rescued.

She made these soups for Cheng Jia to drink.

"Does Xiuchen know?"

Wen Ran was slightly taken aback, looking at the smelly kitchen, Mama Zhang nodded: "It's the eldest young master who asked me to make some soup, and Xiao Liu will come back later to get it."

"Okay, then you can keep busy, I'll go upstairs first."

***

It was already eleven o'clock when Mo Xiuchen's entertainment was over.

Because what he did at noon annoyed Tan Mu, so at dinner tonight, Tan Mu pushed the wine he should drink in front of him on the pretext of feeling unwell.

He pretended so much that Mo Xiuchen had no choice but to drink his portion of the wine too.

Fortunately, he is good at drinking, although he drank a lot of wine, he was not drunk, and his mind was very clear.

When she arrived at the hospital ward, Cheng Jia was still awake, staring blankly at the ceiling. Her face, which had lost too much blood, was pale and bloodless. She hadn't seen her for a few days. She was really pale and haggard. ugly.

Seeing Mo Xiuchen, her eyes changed, but she was only surprised, not surprised. Perhaps, she had given up. Instead, when he entered the ward and walked towards her, she frowned slightly when he smelled the wine. Xiao Liu said: "Young Master Mo must be very uncomfortable after drinking. Why don't you send him back and bring him to the hospital?"

Xiao Liu's expression also changed slightly. This was Cheng Jia's first words to him after being rescued.

That tone sounds a little weird, but I can't tell what's weird.

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes, and looked at Cheng Jia with deep eyes: "I heard from Xiao Liu that you cut your wrists and killed yourself this afternoon, what's going on?"

Cheng Jia seemed unwilling to meet his gaze, lowered her head, bit her lower lip lightly, and said softly, "I have no face to live."

Mo Xiuchen snorted coldly, "Just because you had a relationship with Xiao Liu, you feel ashamed to live? Cheng Jia, do you think Xiao Liu is not good enough for you, or is it because all this is too different from what you originally planned?" Are not the same."

"Master!"

Xiao Liu shouted eagerly!

Mo Xiuchen turned his head and looked at Xiao Liu sharply. The latter's eyes shrank and his expression froze for a moment.

"I asked Mama Zhang to cook some soup, you can bring it back home."

Moxiu Temple glanced at the small table in front of the hospital bed, but there was no insulated box on it. In the ward, there was only the smell of disinfectant water and no other smells. It must be that Xiao Liu hadn't gone back to get the soup made by Zhang Ma.

"good!"

Xiao Liu nodded, walked out of the ward quickly, and closed the door behind his back.

In the ward, Cheng Jia looked at Mo Xiuchen with complicated eyes, feeling in her heart, a little suspicious, a little shocked, and a hint of secret joy that she forced to suppress deep in her heart.

She thought that he hated her to death, but unexpectedly, he asked Mama Zhang to make soup for her.

Could it be that he still cared about her a little bit?

Even if it is because she is still useful, she is willing, as long as he still cares about her a little bit.