Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 727: 726 Information on Mo Xiuchen

Wen Ran got out of bed and washed her face in the bathroom.

Before she even got to the bed, she heard the characteristic chirping sound of a text message from her phone.

Her eyes slightly narrowed, assuming it was another picture from Cheng Jia.

Over the past month, Cheng Jia had sent her several pictures.

Now, she was flaunting her presence by Mo Xiuchen’s side in a victorious manner, even if Mo Xiuchen did not like her, her happiness was enough to break Wen Ran’s heart.

Approaching the bed, Wen Ran bent over to pick up her phone, swiping lightly to unlock it. When her eyes met the name on the screen, her heartbeat abruptly stuttered.

This message was not from Cheng Jia, but from a number she had saved a few days ago.

On the phone’s screen screen, ‘Mo Xiuchen’s’ name was like a key unlocking her emotional turmoil.

Seeing this name, her heart began to beat uncontrollably.

Even the hand holding the phone began to tremble slightly.

She didn’t know what message Xiuchen had sent her, or perhaps, this message wasn’t even from him.

As she sat staring at her phone screen for seconds, her heart went through endless upheavals. Steadily she compressed her lips, wiped her eyes vigorously and tremblingly tapped open the message.

The content of the message was simple, so simple that Wen Ran was confused about the meaning of Mo Xiuchen sending it.

Hello

Two words, with no punctuation, no continuation.

She stared at those two words.

Images of Mo Xiuchen sending this message flashed across her mind.

Did he casually type out these two words for her, or did he rewrite it again and again, finally leaving only these two words as an opening salvo?

The thought made her laugh.

All her sadness was gently wiped away by these two meaningless words.

Her mood lightened considerably.

Hesitating for a moment, she crawled onto the bed, picked up the pillow that was not wet from her tears, and comfortably leaned against the head of the bed, then started to ponder how to respond to the message.

In a high-end apartment far away in D Country.

Mo Xiuchen lay lazily sprawled across a quality leather couch.

His slender legs carelessly perched on a teatable side, a cushion cradled under his neck, a picture of indolent relaxation.

A rare weekend off, he treated himself to a day off, handing off his work to Cheng Jia for her to handle the remaining details with clients.

Cheng Jia had always unconditionally accepted his arrangements, dutifully fulfilling them.

Thus, he did not have to worry about her bothering him today, he could peacefully contemplate in solitude.

He sifted through the events and people that had materialized in his life after his waking, and the more he thought, the more he felt something was amiss.

Ever since Mo Jingteng and Cheng Jia fetched him, Gu Kai, who was the first person Mo Xiuchen saw when he initially woke up from surgery, has not appeared again…

Mo Xiuchen leaned slightly, sipped the coffee from the teable, and then put it back down.

He picked up his phone casually, opened the message box, stared at the sent message, and a shade of ink gradually steeped into his deep eyes.

Several days had passed, but he still vividly remembered that voice, just as he remembered the fleeting glimpse of that handsome face at the airport.

Whenever he recalled, it brought him a sense of calm and steadfastness.

Originally, he intended to hire an investigator from his homeland to look into his past.

But after second thoughts, he dismissed that idea.

What’s investigated may not be accurate, after all, many things on the surface are likely illusions.

Most importantly, he did not want to entrust this task to anyone, he was more willing to trust himself than anyone else.

With this thought, a mysterious smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.

His gaze fell onto the phone screen, he was waiting, waiting for the recipient of his message to respond.

After waiting a few minutes, he did not receive a reply from the other party, instead, he received a call from Cheng Jia.

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes, until half of the ringtone had played out.

Only then his long fingers pressed on the answer button, and barely had he uttered a faint ‘hello’, he heard…

Cheng Jia’s voice transmitted from the other end of the phone, a thread of sobbing and grievance worming its way into his ear: “Xiuchen…”

…

In G City, Wen Ran with her phone, edited many messages, all of which felt inappropriate.

She diligently wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote.

In the end, emulating Mo Xiuchen, she typed a cryptic message like him, one equally incomprehensible and off-topic, equally just two words.

Click to send.

As the sound reverberating in her ears of the message being sent, she couldn’t help but chuckle lightly.

I wonder if he will respond to her text after seeing these two words?

Setting the phone aside, she lay flat on the bed.

Having busied herself for a whole day planting flower seedlings and a sobbing session just now, she yawned as soon she lay down.

‘Xiuchen, good night!’ she quietly said in her heart.

She closed her eyes, before long, she was fast asleep.

Meanwhile, in D country, Mo Xiuchen finished his call with Cheng Jia and went downstairs. Just as he was entering the garage, he heard the chirp of an incoming message.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he halted his steps, reaching into his pocket to retrieve his phone.

As his eyes fell on the reply message, the corners of his mouth arched up a little higher.

The smile that was not evident at first, now made him seem handsome and charming.

He had hesitated for a long time, before sending her the unpunctuated ‘Hello’

His underlying emotions and intentions were unclear to him at that time.

All he did was remember the sound of a voice, then found the number, pondered for a while, and manually typed two words.

She took ten minutes to reply to his message, or she might not have seen his message immediately.

After some thought, he felt it must be the former.

Even though her two word reply seemed like she had just seen his message, his intuition told him that the other party had certainly deliberated repeatedly.

To add two words that had nothing to do with his message, yet carried a profound meaning.

Good Night!

These two words told him that the city where she resided, it was presently night, and quite late at that.

She might be close to falling asleep, perhaps he had woken her, which caused her to text him those two words with a hint of moodiness.

Haha…

He laughed gently, the smile on his mouth soon reached his eyes, illuminating his deep and still eyes.

This was the first time he had genuinely laughed since waking up from surgery.

Not because of Cheng Jia, who was always by his side, repeatedly claiming their past love for each other, nor for his father who seemed very concerned about him on the surface.

This heartfelt smile was instead prompted by a ‘stranger’ he ‘didn’t know’.

At least, according to his current memory, he did not know her.

Based solely on a number he remembered from his dreams, he believed that the owner of that voice must have been acquainted with him in the past.

And possibly, was even a very interesting person.

If he was given the chance, he would love to meet her, to find out what kind of person she was.

Would she be like the woman he caught glimpse of that day, charming enough to leave a lasting impression.

He opened the car door, settled in, hands on the steering wheel, preparing to start the car, but changed his mind, took out his phone again to reply to the message from earlier.