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

Chapter 76 Love him

"Who will help her?"

Shock flashed in his gentle eyes, and his thoughts flashed, and he blurted out and asked: "Could it be that she bribed the Mo family's servant... It can't be Xiao Wenqing, right?"

Cheng Jia is an outsider, if there is no help from the Mo family, how could she succeed, but Wen Ran does not want to believe that it was Xiao Wenqing who helped Cheng Jia, she would rather believe that it was a servant of the Mo family.

"She used to work at Nanqin Hotel, where, before Mo Zixuan took over, Xiao Wenqing was in charge."

Mo Xiuchen's deep voice contained a hint of hostility, and Wen Ran's expression changed slightly when she heard it: "You mean, Cheng Jia, who was helped by Xiao Wenqing, poured medicine into the bowls of the two of you? She knew you Can't...why do you still do it?"

When Wen Ran said his inhumane words, he paused for a few seconds, those words were omitted, and the blush on his face faded due to anger. If Xiao Wenqing really did it, then she went too far.

To be honest, she didn't like that woman either. She used to think that Xiao Wenqing was hypocritical and snobbish. Mo Zixuan pursued her for a year, but she never accepted it. That's the reason.

If she had known that the ending would be like this, she should not have been moved for a moment and accepted Mo Zixuan's confession.

The corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth curled up into a sneer, he took the hand on her shoulder away, sat up straight, and said coldly, "Ever since I married you, Xiao Wenqing doesn't believe that I'm really sick."

Wen Ran frowned slightly, looking at Mo Xiuchen's handsome face covered with a thin layer of frost, she could tell tonight that Mo Xiuchen was very indifferent to Xiao Wenqing, and he even made no secret of his affection for Xiao Wenqing at this moment hate.

I don't know why, seeing him like this, somewhere in her heart couldn't help but tense up. A feeling of pity and distress came from her heart, and she couldn't help shouting: "Mo Xiuchen!"

Mo Xiuchen turned his head to look at her, and Rutan's eyes were filled with bottomless darkness.

She pursed her lips and asked softly, "Did your mother leave you because of Xiao Wenqing?"

Mo Xiuchen's expression froze suddenly!

The lines of his whole body seemed to tense up because of her words, and there were layers of coldness and hatred in the dark eyes, and Wen Ran felt that the carriage was suddenly frozen, and her body couldn't bear it. The chill trembled slightly.

Mo Xiuchen's thin lips were pressed tightly together, the scene that had been buried in the depths of his memory came to life again, and a layer of paleness appeared on his handsome face.

That memory was something he didn't want to recall, let alone tell anyone.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

After Wen Ran asked that sentence, she regretted it a little. She didn't want to expose his scars, but she really wanted to care about him.

Her eyes fell on his big hand that was clenched into a fist, and looked at the faintly blue knuckles. As soon as she got excited, she reached out to hold his clenched hand, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You shouldn't be asking these questions, just pretend that I didn't say anything just now, let's go home!"

The sudden warmth penetrated into the skin, Mo Xiuchen's stiff and straight body trembled slightly, staring at her eyes full of apology, a trace of warmth broke out from the layers of coldness at the bottom of the eyes, and the coldness that enveloped the whole body The breath immediately receded like a tide.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the deep voice could not hear the slightest sadness, it was as indifferent as if telling someone else's story: "When I was eight years old, my mother found out that my dad not only had an affair, but also had a son outside. He couldn’t stop beating him, so he committed suicide by jumping off the building.”

Wen Ran turned sideways, holding his hand tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to pass warmth to him in this way.

She knew that there was deep pain and sadness hidden in his calm and indifferent words. When his mother left, he was only eight years old, just a child.

Zhang's mother said that before he was kidnapped, he was deeply in the pain of losing his mother. He didn't become strong until he experienced life and death.

The strength with which she held his hand was aggravated little by little in the slightest distress.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes, which were condensed by the cold, gradually warmed up, he slightly curled his lips, and said, "Don't worry, I won't be sad because of the past."

He patted her and held his hand. This feeling once again made him feel very much like the feeling he had with that little girl when he was kidnapped.

"Are you going to the cemetery tonight?"

Wen Ran asked softly, watching Mo Xiuchen hide his sadness and show an indifferent expression, for a moment, she really wanted to travel back in time, to be able to accompany him when he was most vulnerable, helpless and lonely.

Mo Xiuchen shook his head, and said flatly, "I won't go tonight. I'll take you another day."

There was a slight pause in his voice, he looked into Wen Ran's eyes and said, "I've explained everything that needs to be explained, you won't be angry anymore, right?"

Wen Ran's eyes flashed, and she turned her face away from him: "Why am I angry?"

Mo Xiuchen smiled lowly, his tall and straight body leaned towards her, Wen Ran looked back in astonishment, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"Help you fasten your seat belt."

Mo Xiuchen held her shoulder with one hand, stretched out the other hand, pulled her safety belt to fasten it, and said softly, "Don't turn off the phone again when you get angry. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly."

"I'm not angry."

Wen Ran frowned and retorted bluntly.

"Before I went, I knew what Cheng Jia would do tonight. The drugs she gave me had no effect on me, but you were different. If you were the one who was drugged tonight, I wouldn't be able to throw you into the cold water." One night."

Mo Xiuchen sat back in his seat, lowered his head, buckled his seat belt skillfully, and started the car on the road.

Wen Ran stared at him blankly, and his words echoed in her ears over and over again. She didn't understand what he meant by the last sentence. If she was the one who was drugged, it was impossible for him to throw her into cold water and soak overnight?

What will happen to him then? Find someone to give her an antidote?

Thinking of this, Wen Ran immediately shook his head and got rid of that thought, she was his wife after all, how could he let other men...

She suddenly turned her head to look at Mo Xiuchen who was driving, the headlights shone on his sharp and handsome face, her eyes settled on his thin lips, thinking of his domineering kiss just now, her heart suddenly jumped Trembling, he quickly turned his face away and continued to look out the window.

Although Mo Xiuchen was looking straight ahead, he noticed the woman in the passenger seat from the corner of his eye in the rearview mirror. She turned her head and stared at his lips for a moment, then a blush appeared on her face, and she turned around in a panic. open face.

He freed up one hand, and stroked his lips with his index finger. On it, there was still the taste of kissing her just now. Thinking of this, somewhere in his body felt dry again. hot!

I really regret telling Wen Ran just now that the medicine has no effect on him. Even if her relatives are at her house now, he can take this opportunity to ask for some benefits...