Hearing the worry in Mo Xiuchen's tone, Wen Ran's heart warmed up, a slight tenderness floated between her brows and eyes, and she replied softly: "She only said it was about you, she didn't tell me the specifics."

On the other end of the phone, Mo Xiuchen's pretty brows were slightly frowned, thinking about Cheng Jia's thoughts on him, if she said something about him, why didn't she go to him directly, but went to Wen Ran instead?

"Of course, where is she dating you?"

Mo Xiuchen pondered for a moment, then asked worriedly.

The red light turned to green, Wen Ran went on the road again, told Mo Xiuchen the name of her and Cheng Jiayue's coffee shop, and added at the end: "Don't worry, in broad daylight, she can't do anything to me, nor can she would be so stupid."

"Of course, I'll rush over in a while, don't hang up your phone."

While Mo Xiuchen was speaking, he took the car keys and came out from behind the desk. Wen Ran heard a knock on the door on the other end of the phone. Someone sent him a document. Mo Xiuchen said to the other party 'put it on the table' and strode forward out of the office.

Wen Ran felt a little sorry. At first, she was worried that Cheng Jia was playing tricks, but after thinking about it, Cheng Jia probably wouldn't do that. If something happened to her, wouldn't her previous confession be meaningless? ?

"You are busy with your work, so you don't have to come here."

"But, I worry about you."

Mo Xiuchen had already left the office and strode towards the elevator.

He should be very busy, Mo Jingteng has been hospitalized, and Mo Xiuchen will handle all the affairs of the group. Tomorrow, Mo Jingteng will hold a board meeting to announce his appointment.

She has already informed the media reporters that at this critical moment, she does not want him to be distracted by other things, even if she is entertaining the medicine dealer at night, she does not want to bother him to come forward in person, and it is enough for Tan Mu to replace him.

Although he is an indispensable figure in the MS Group, Xiao Wenqing will never sit still and try to make things difficult for him, and Wen Ran can't see Mo Xiuchen being made difficult.

"Don't worry, I'll be there right away, and I won't hang up the phone, you can hear what Cheng Jia and I said."

Mo Xiuchen's tall and straight figure stood in front of the elevator, and after a long silence, he reluctantly agreed: "Okay, then don't hang up the phone."

He is really busy, just like what Wen Ran was worried about, Xiao Wenqing has tried his best to make trouble for him these days, trying to prevent him from becoming the new president, but unfortunately, her son did not live up to expectations, and at this afternoon's meeting Put down stalls at high-level meetings.

"good!"

A slight smile floated on Wen Ran's lips, because her heart was wrapped in layers of warmth, even though it was cloudy and windy today, with Mo Xiuchen's concern, she didn't feel cold at all.

Before entering the coffee shop, Wen Ran put his phone in his bag and didn't hang up.

In the coffee shop, the environment is elegant, the music is soft, and there are not many people. Wen Ran saw Cheng Jia sitting in front of the window at a glance. She was wearing a windbreaker that was popular this autumn. Before she came to meet Wen Ran, she put on makeup to cover up her Pale from her injuries, she sat there quietly.

Just by looking at her appearance, Cheng Jia can be regarded as a great beauty, no wonder Xiao Wenqing would look for her back then, Wen Ran thought as she walked to her desk and sat down opposite her.

Cheng Jia smiled at her, looked at her with gentle and calm eyes, without the resentment and coldness before, and spoke in a non-sharp and mean tone, very cultivated and polite: "Miss Wen, what do you like to drink?"

The waiter followed Wen Ran, Wen Ran smiled at him gently, and said calmly, "Give me a glass of boiled water, thank you!"

"Okay, please wait a moment!"

The waiter said politely, then turned around and left.

Facing Cheng Jia's surprised eyes, Wen Ran explained lightly: "I haven't felt well these two days, and I don't want to drink coffee."

Cheng Jia immediately showed concern, "Miss Wen, what's wrong with you, have you seen a doctor?"

Wen Ran smiled lightly, and said calmly: "It's not a serious illness, you don't need to see a doctor, there are still many things that have not been dealt with in the pharmaceutical factory, if you have anything to do, just speak up!"

Wen Ran was not used to Cheng Jia's polite attitude, and couldn't help thinking about her conspiracy.

The waiter quickly brought a glass of boiled water, and Wen Ranxuan was stroking the glass, not intending to drink it, as Cheng Jia asked with concern:

"Miss Wen, was Young Master Mo very sad last night?"

When she said this, Cheng Jia glanced at Wen Ran's fair neck. Although she was wearing a high-necked sweater, the hickey marks on her neck were still faintly visible and not completely covered.

In her eyes, the tip of her heart was like being stabbed by a thorn, and the sharp pain spread.

Wen Ran pursed her lips lightly, "Fortunately, he wasn't too sad. After all, what he experienced since childhood was many times crueler than what you said."

Therefore, even if there are some emotions, it is impossible for him to collapse.

Cheng Jia's complexion changed slightly, her slightly frowned brows were filled with worry and sadness, and her lowered voice showed a bit of gnashing of teeth: "Young Master Mo will experience all those pains and dangers, all because of Xiao Wenqing, she wholeheartedly wants to get rid of it. Less ink loss."

Wen Ran looked at Cheng Jia calmly. Her sadness and anger in her words did not seem to be feigned. She really had a deep love for Mo Xiuchen. Otherwise, she would not have told Mo Xiuchen about those things. dust.

"Miss Wen, can I ask you a question?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, but just looked at herself quietly, Cheng Jia blinked, restrained her emotions, and asked politely.

Wen Ran nodded, with a calm voice: "What's the matter?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Cheng Jia's eyes, as if this question was difficult to say, she looked at Wen Ran's delicate and beautiful face, even if she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't deny that Wen Ran was getting more and more beautiful.

When I saw her for the first time, although she was beautiful, she had the youthfulness of a young girl in her eyebrows and eyes, but now, as a married woman, she was nourished and loved by Mo Xiuchen, just like the best pearls, shining brightly.

She clenched her hands subconsciously, suppressing the jealousy in her heart, "Does Miss Wen love Young Master Mo?"

Wen Ran's eyes changed slightly.

At the same time, in the office of the general manager of MS Group, Mo Xiuchen paused the pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen fell on the document. He listened to the phone with all his attention.

The question Cheng Jia asked was also what he wanted to know.

He felt that Wen Ran was very kind to him and had been working hard to be a good wife. However, most of the reason for her kindness came from the conditions at the beginning, and she was only fulfilling her promise.

What he wanted was not because she promised to be nice to him, but because she cared about him and couldn't help wanting to be nice to him.

Just like he cared about her.

At this moment, Mo Xiuchen didn't have the shrewdness and courage to strategize at all, he was more like a stubborn little boy who gave someone candy, and domineeringly wanted the other party to return a candy to him.

This side of him will only be revealed unknowingly when facing Wen Ran.

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