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

Wen Ran was urged by Luo Haofeng and couldn't help laughing, "If you hadn't asked me so many questions, would I have been delayed until now?"

Hearing Wen Ran's words, Qin Mu also smiled and said, "A Feng, if Xiu Chen finds out in the future that you delayed Ranran's reply to him, I'm afraid you will be in trouble again."

"Tch, if you don't tell me, how could he know?"

Luo Haofeng raised his eyebrows with a look of disapproval.

He had the experience of being molested by Mo Xiuchen, a sinister man.

Of course he knew in his heart that Tan Mu wasn't trying to scare him, that Mo-bellied black man was someone he didn't even recognize.

Wen Ran ignored the two of them, lowered his head, and began to reply to the message.

The content of the message sent by Mo Xiuchen was this sentence: I sent that annoying secretary away this morning. Without her hanging around in front of me, I felt really good. I almost wanted to have a drink to celebrate.

Wen Ran didn't think Mo Xiuchen would really drink alcohol when his physical condition didn't allow it.

Therefore, when she saw his message just now, her first reaction was that Xiu Chen must be testing her.

In every message he sent, he was not really chatting with her. He was not the kind of person who would be bored enough to exchange messages with a stranger.

Every time he tried to test her, she answered cautiously.

I don't want to break my promise in the slightest.

In her opinion, as long as she didn't take the initiative to provoke him and didn't tell him about the past, it would be fine.

She hesitated and wrote, "It's a happy thing to get rid of annoying people, but if you become an alcoholic, the gains outweigh the losses."

After writing it and reading it again, she pressed the send button.

Country D, in a high-end apartment.

Mo Xiuchen leaned lazily on the sofa, his slender legs stretched out, one leg resting on the coffee table, and a glass of boiled water in his hand.

When the message came in, he slightly curled his lips, put down the cup, and picked up the phone.

Looking at the message she replied, there was a hint of charm and sexiness in the smile on Mo Xiuchen's lips, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

After staring at the message and thinking about it for a moment, he replied, "You are such an interesting person."

The message came out and he chuckled.

Becoming an alcoholic? Has he ever experienced becoming an alcoholic?

Although he doesn't remember his past.

However, I don't think that I am the kind of person who drinks to get drunk or can't control my emotions.

No matter what happens, he will find a way to solve it, how could he become an alcoholic.

For a moment, he suddenly wanted to dial the phone and listen to her voice again. That soft and soft voice was very comfortable to listen to.

When his long fingers touched the screen, he held back again.

Thinking of that time I called her, she said, ‘You dialed the wrong number’.

I couldn't help but feel a little depressed, he must know her, definitely.

He could feel it from this exchange of information.

There must be some reason behind her deliberate alienation and concealment.

Who was she to him before, and why should she avoid him after he lost his memory?

Why didn't his father mention it? It gave him the illusion that he had only known Cheng Jia in the past thirty years.

However, how is this possible.

The smile at the corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth cooled slightly.

Even if he can never regain his memory, he must find out who was there in his previous thirty years of life.

When I dream back at midnight, where does the emptiness and sadness in my heart come from.

Originally, he could know his past through some shortcuts.

But he didn't want to do that.

Especially when she said she had dialed the wrong number, his heart couldn't help but want to contact her.

He had no intention of using other means.

He likes to send her messages when he has nothing to do, and likes to chat with her like this.

Tell her how he is doing.

Although she replied carefully and carefully considered every word, she could not hide the concern for him in the message.

Not to mention the concern revealed in her message.

Just because she had the patience to communicate with a stranger like this gave him an extremely familiar feeling.

He decided that she was no stranger to him.

After Mo Xiuchen sent that message, he didn't get any response from Wen Ran for a long time.

He thought that she might be at work and didn't have time to reply to his message.

He picked up the water cup on the coffee table, drank the water, and got up to take a shower.

After Mo Xiuchen took a shower, he sat on the sofa and dialed Secretary Wu's number and asked her to come over to his house.

For work convenience, Mo Xiuchen let Secretary Wu move into Cheng Jia's apartment.

Right across from him, Secretary Wu knocked on his door in less than a minute.

Mo Xiuchen stood up and opened the door. Secretary Wu smiled and called out "President" respectfully.

"Let's talk after you come in."

Mo Xiuchen said lightly and turned back to the sofa to sit down.

Secretary Wu didn't know what he was calling her for, and felt a little nervous.

"There is only boiled water at home, do you drink it?"

Mo Xiuchen leaned on the sofa and looked at Secretary Wu with eyes as deep as a pool.

The latter shook his head, "President, I'm not thirsty. What are your orders?"

"Don't be nervous, I asked you to come over, just for a casual chat."

Mo Xiuchen's brows relaxed, his handsome facial features softened slightly, and the aura released from his body was not as oppressive as before, but a little more gentle.

Secretary Wu smiled, but the smile was still a little unnatural.

If Mo Xiuchen came to her to give instructions about work, she wouldn't be so nervous. The more he talked about casual chatting, the more scared she would be.

Before coming to country D, Mo Jingteng warned her about what she should and should not say.

If she said something she shouldn't have said, the fate awaiting her would be...

Mo Xiuchen looked at Secretary Wu calmly.

Seeing her nervousness, he thought slightly and asked calmly, "You just came from China. You must know about Haochen's situation, right?"

Secretary Wu was startled.

It seemed a little surprising that he actually asked Hao Chen. She thought he was going to ask about what happened before he lost his memory.

Even so, she didn't dare to be careless.

I considered the words in my mind and answered truthfully, "Back to the president, I know a little about Haochen's situation. A few months ago, they poached a group of elites from our company, and they have developed rapidly in recent months."

"Well, I know this. Cheng Jia said it. I want to know how Haochen poached the elites of our company?"

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly.

The natural aura of a king spread out instantly, making Secretary Wu suddenly nervous again.

She has not been in MS Group for a long time.

But I still heard that those elites were taken away by Mo Xiuchen himself.

When he left the MS Group, not only did his two friends leave with him, but he also took a large number of key members with him.

It is said that he has cultivated it himself for many years.

In fact, even Haochen's various competitions with the MS Group during that time were all done by Mo Xiuchen, and Mo Zixuan was not his opponent at all.

The key elites in the group were poached again. For a moment, they were like empty shells. Mo Zixuan was naturally no match for him.

However, how dare Secretary Wu say these words.

If she told her, the old chairman wouldn't be able to kill her.