Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 803: 802, after you know the truth

“`Wen Ran smiled slightly, stood up, and snatched the cup from Bai Xiaoxiao’s hand, “Xiaoxiao, just one cup tonight. No one is allowed to drink more, no drowning sorrows.”

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at her.

Wen Ran’s smile was gentle on her face, and her gaze warmly met Xiaoxiao’s as she softly said, “You came to City C to see me, not to drink.”

As Luo Haofeng’s cellphone rang, Bai Xiaoxiao finally shifted her gaze from Wen Ran’s face to the freshly served dishes on the table, enticing in both appearance and aroma. Hungry as she was, she finally gave up on the idea of drinking more, “I’ll eat.”

Seeing Bai Xiaoxiao pick up her chopsticks to eat, Luo Haofeng inwardly breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the slight ache at the tip of his heart, took out his phone, saw the caller ID, pursed his lips, stood up and said, “I’m going to take a call outside, you guys go ahead and eat.”

The dish that Bai Xiaoxiao was about to eat paused at Luo Haofeng’s words.

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Wen Ran’s brow furrowed slightly and she said to Luo Haofeng, “Go take your call.” Then, she picked up her chopsticks and started to serve Bai Xiaoxiao, “Xiaoxiao, it’s not often you come to City C, you must try this, the rabbit meat…”

“Okay!”

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled, her tone light and cheerful.

Luo Haofeng hesitated but still left the private room to take the call outside.

Qin Mu lightly curved the corner of his mouth, speaking soothingly, “We don’t need to wait for Haofeng, let’s eat.”

Outside the private room, Luo Haofeng walked a few steps, stopped in front of the corridor with its carved hollow-out patterns, leaned his tall frame against the red pillar behind him, pressed the answer button, and said with a cold voice, “Hello.”

“Haofeng, I sent Meiling to City C to find you. Her flight is at eight-thirty. You need to pick her up at the airport now.”

On the other end of the call, Mother Luo’s voice came through, full of joy and pride. Qi Meiling was her ideal choice for a daughter-in-law.

Luo Haofeng was startled, immediately straightening up from leaning on the pillar, his voice angry as he said, “Mom, why are you sending Qi Meiling to City C?”

“I told you, it’s to see you,” Mother Luo replied nonchalantly.

Luo Haofeng’s expression turned icy, and he pressed his lips together tightly, saying coldly, “I won’t go to pick her up, Mom. I’ve already agreed to your terms and broken up with Xiaoxiao. You don’t need to worry about my affairs anymore.”

“I won’t believe that you really broke up with Bai Xiaoxiao until you find a new girlfriend, Haofeng. Meiling just got back from abroad and has never been to City C. She’s unfamiliar with the place, so you have to pick her up. Otherwise, I’ll discuss directly with Uncle Qi and set your engagement,” Mother Luo asserted.

“Mom, am I really your biological son?” Luo Haofeng raised his voice, clearly irritated.

“Because you are my biological son, I want you to be happy. Not only is Meiling beautiful, but she’s also filial, demure, and graceful. And your Uncle Qi needs no introduction. As soon as you and Meiling join together in marriage, in the future, our two companies…”

Luo Haofeng moved the phone away from his ear, unable to hear the rest of what Mother Luo was saying on the other end, only faintly catching snippets of her continuing to talk.

Inside the private room, Bai Xiaoxiao’s sullen mood was lifted by the fine food, and her face radiated with a brilliant smile again as she joked and laughed with Wen Ran and the others.

Although Qin Mu wasn’t seated next to Wen Ran, he couldn’t help but occasionally put some food on her plate to prevent awkwardness. He also gentlemanly served both Xiaoxiao and Anlin once, while he himself ate very little.

A few minutes later, Luo Haofeng returned to the private room, stood at the table without sitting down, and apologetically said, “Please continue eating, I need to pick someone up at the airport and must be going.”

“Haofeng, who are you picking up this late at night?”

Anlin asked curiously, her gaze sweeping over Bai Xiaoxiao, whose smile had faded, and she sighed internally. After all, these two ex-lovers still harbored feelings for each other.

Luo Haofeng’s eyes flickered, his sight unintentionally glancing towards Bai Xiaoxiao. Just then, she also lifted her eyes to look at him.“`

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Their gazes collided, each heart skipping a beat, like an electric shock, and then immediately diverted.

“A friend is coming to City C, I’m going to pick her up at the airport.”

His voice paused, then a smile returned to his face, “Xiaoxiao, it’s rare for you to come to City C, and I have matters to attend to, which I apologize for. Next time you visit, I will make sure to free up my schedule… ”

“You should hurry, don’t keep her waiting too long.”

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled nonchalantly and waved at Luo Haofeng, signaling him to hurry to the airport.

Luo Haofeng’s gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds before he turned and strode away.

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G City

Late at night

In the Mo’s mansion, Mo Xiuchen sat in the living room on the couch, waiting for Mo Zixuan to come home.

Since his return to the country, he had been living at Mo’s mansion. Tonight, he had specifically told Mo Jingteng to rest early. Just a moment ago, Mo Zixuan had called to say he was on his way home.

The cool crystal light shone on his handsome features, highlighting the sharpness of his brows, enveloping him in an air of solitude and desolation, yet emanating an invisible aura of cold nobility.

At midnight sharp, Mo Zixuan appeared in the living room.

He carried a slight scent of alcohol, but his expression was clear, showing no sign of drunkenness.

Mo Xiuchen poured him a cup of tea personally, his gaze cold as it swept over him before passing him the cup, simultaneously taking the voice recorder from his hand.

Mo Zixuan took the cup but didn’t drink, instead looking seriously at the man seated in the couch with an air of nobility, “The truth you want to know is all in this voice recorder, but, Mo Xiuchen, before you listen, I need to say something.”

Mo Xiuchen held the voice recorder, his fingertips lightly resting on the play button. Hearing Mo Zixuan’s words, his eyes suddenly sharpened and he spoke softly but firmly, “Speak.”

“After knowing the truth, do not force Ranran to do anything against her will.”

Mo Zixuan’s words provoked a darkening of Mo Xiuchen’s expression. He cast him a cold glance and stood up, taking long strides upstairs.

Back in his room, Mo Xiuchen spread open his palm to reveal the voice recorder, the words of Mo Zixuan echoing in his mind. His brows furrowed slightly as he pressed the play button, and inside, the conversation between Cheng Jia and Mo Zixuan played in the quiet room.

The initial sentences weren’t anything significant; his expression remained unchanged, his eyes only held a hint of indifferent chill.

As the recording continued, his face gradually changed, the color deepening in the depths of his eyes, until it formed a layer of ice.

“… Even if Mo Xiuchen doesn’t want me, Wen Ran will never be with him, never,” Cheng Jia’s words carried a heavy drunkard’s slur, tinged with mockery and triumph, a sense of spiteful satisfaction as if she would drag Wen Ran down to hell with her. Hearing this in Mo Xiuchen’s ears, his gaze turned sharply cold.

“What reason?”

Mo Zixuan’s voice revealed no emotion.

Cheng Jia let out another cold laugh, her voice growing shrill, “It’s simple. I once forced Wen Ran to make a vow, right after Mo Xiuchen’s surgery, because Gu Kai and his group had located the hospital where Mo Xiuchen was staying. Your father disregarded his condition at that time and made him leave the hospital.”

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