Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 667: 666 feel it

The next day at noon, Wen Ran finally saw Mo Xiuchen.

All thanks to Qin Mu.

On their way back to the hotel last night, neither of them spoke, shrouded in silence.

Qin Mu escorted Wen Ran to the entrance of her room, used the room card to open the door for her, and whispered, “Don’t worry about anything. Rest well. Tomorrow, I’ll let you see Xiuchen.”

Upon hearing his words, Wen Ran looked up at him instantly. In her watery eyes, anticipation flickered. “Do you have a way?”

The corners of Qin Mu’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a reassuring smile, “I have a way.”

Strangely, Wen Ran had a dreamless night. Perhaps it was because she was too tired, or maybe it was just the peace of knowing she was sleeping only 200 meters away from the man she loved in the same city.

After a restful night, Qin Mu had lost the weariness of yesterday, and his complexion had improved a lot.

They woke up late. After breakfast, it was already past ten. When they got to the hospital, Wen Ran went to the café next to the restaurant where they had eaten last night.

She picked the window seat on the second floor, as always.

The view allowed her to see the main entrance of the hospital. After about twenty minutes, she saw a familiar figure with a face she knew so well.

In that moment, she held her breath, her eyes fixated on the man emerging from the hospital, unwilling to even blink.

Something was churning in her heart, swelling up like a tide, surging past her nostrils, threatening to spill from her eyes.

She pursed her lips, quickly wiping away any hint of tears. She forced her eyes wide open, fixating them on that figure.

“The sunlight is harsh today, Xiuchen. Let’s sit over there.”

Qin Mu looked at the bench under the large umbrella not far away and suggested to Mo Xiuchen. When he had gone to the ward earlier, he had found Xiuchen suffering from a headache. Fortunately, he didn’t maintain a call with Wen Ran today. Otherwise, she would have cried out of worry again.

Mo Xiuchen responded with a carefree smile and a casual “okay.” After he had taken a few steps, he suddenly raised his head and looked across the street.

“Xiuchen, what’s wrong?”

Upon seeing that Mo Xiuchen abruptly came to a halt, Qin Mu was taken aback. He stopped as well and asked with concern.

In his deep eyes, Mo Xiuchen flashed a hint of confusion. He muttered to himself, “I feel like Ranran is watching me.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Mu’s heart skipped a beat.

“Wen Ran?”

Laughing disbelievingly at his confident insistence, Mo Xiuchen gave him a glance of mild irritation before continuing to walk ahead.

With his gaze lowered, Qin Mu followed suit.

Across the street on the second floor of the café, Wen Ran held her hand tightly over her heart. It was thumping violently.

Just now, when Mo Xiuchen had looked across the street, she had instinctively pulled down the curtain. She didn’t know why, but her intuition told her that Mo Xiuchen had sensed her gaze, which was why he had looked in her direction.

However, he didn’t look up. He merely glanced at the passersby across the street without spotting any familiar figure. There was a fleeting flicker of disappointment in his eyes. When Qin Mu talked to him, he withdrew his gaze.

Once her heartbeat had slowed, she cautiously lifted the corner of the curtain, peering through the window at the bench across the street. Like a thief in action, she was careful, yet greedy to lock onto his figure.

He had lost weight, features more boned than before, but still strikingly handsome. Only that there was now an added sense of fatigue and sickly tenderness about him.

He leaned against the back of the bench, a leg casually propped up. His eyes were slightly hooded. As they were a bit far away, Wen Ran couldn’t see his face clearly, but she couldn’t bring herself to take her eyes off him for even a moment.

“Xiuchen, I’m going back to our country tomorrow to negotiate with Liao Dongxing and demand Fu Jingyi.”

With eyes full of determination, Qin Mu looked at Mo Xiuchen. Last night, Mo Xiuchen had obtained evidence against the vineyard. Moreover, they had also discovered Liao Dongxing’s dirty money stash in the country along with the test results of the beauty products. Qin Mu was confident that Liao Dongxing would sacrifice Fu Jingyi to protect himself.

But Mo Xiuchen didn’t respond to his words, as he was lost in his own thoughts.

Waiting for a few seconds and receiving no reply, Qin Mu squinted his eyes and called out, “Xiuchen?”

Moti Xiuchen finally looked up, staring back at Qin Mu with an inscrutable gaze. He took a moment of hesitation then said calmly, “I’ll go back with you to negotiate with Liao Dongxing.”

Qin Mu immediately frowned and shook his head disapprovingly, “Xiuchen, with your current condition, you shouldn’t be traveling back and forth. Jingyi might be here in D Country. Stay here and wait while I go back and talk to Liao Dongxing.”

Mo Xiuchen laughed nonchalantly, ignoring the worry in Qin Mu’s eyes. He said casually, “Staying in the hospital is doing me no good, the chemotherapy and such, they are of no use. I made a bet with Fu Jingyi that I would bring him to justice within a month. I must be a part of this.”

Apart from wanting to be directly involved in the matter, he also wanted to take the opportunity, while he still had the strength, to survive the to and fro travel, to see the person he cared deeply about again.

Yesterday, Qing Yang informed him over the phone that Ranran was on a business trip.

He was a little worried since she didn’t allow them to accompany her. Although she had also gone to City C without Qing Feng and Qing Yang last time, she was there to find him then.

This time, he’d heard that she was in City D. He called Wen Jin to ask her about it, then scolded her for allowing Wen Ran to go on a business trip.

Wen Jin accepted the scolding without retort.

At the thought, Mo Xiuchen’s gaze suddenly turned back toward the other side of the street. Whenever he thought of Wen Ran, he felt again as if he was being watched.

His heart seemed to skip a beat, and his large figure suddenly stood up from the bench.

Startled, Qin Mu blurted out, “Xiuchen, where are you going?”

Mo Xiuchen had already taken two steps when he heard him. He turned back, his deep gaze gleaming in the sunlight. “I truly feel that Ranran is nearby.”

The certainty in his voice shocked Qin Mu, who couldn’t figure out if this was a result of their deep connection or Mo Xiuchen’s heightened sensitivity.

Mo Xiuchen’s intuition was usually spot-on. From the moment they reunited, he had always insisted that she was the little girl he had known back then. His countless efforts to establish the truth was evident of this.

While Qin Mu remained in disbelief, the tall figure of Mo Xiuchen crossed the street to the other side.

“Xiuchen, wait for me.”

Snapping back to his senses, Qin Mu quickly navigated through the moving traffic to catch up to Mo Xiuchen, who was looking around intently.

“Xiuchen, Wen Ran is in our country right now. She wouldn’t be here. You must be overthinking.”

Mo Xiuchen fixed his sharp gaze on Qin Mu, assessing him for a few seconds. Then he closed his eyes, trying to connect with the intense sensation he’d felt earlier. Suddenly, Qin Mu’s voice rang out, careful, “Xiuchen, if Wen Ran came to find you, she would have definitely informed you.”