Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 834: 833 Giving Myself to You

“Mo Xiuchen!”

Mo Jingteng looked at Mo Xiuchen in disbelief.

Since last night, when Mo Xiuchen told him that he had met Wen Ran and even said he quite liked her, Mo Jingteng wanted to ask him why he felt positively about a woman who had betrayed him.

Mo Xiuchen’s eyebrows were cold, and with an indifferent expression, he looked at Mo Jingteng and coldly said, “Dad, I know what you’re trying to say. Ranran could not possibly betray me. I believe in her. If what you’re referring to came from Cheng Jia, then don’t trust others so easily in the future.”

He didn’t say the latter half.

But Mo Jingteng’s face grew uglier than before, the words he wanted to express forcibly pushed back by the implicit warning in Mo Xiuchen’s statement.

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Too ‘agitated,’ his breathing became a bit unstable. Seeing that he was having difficulty breathing, Mo Xiuchen slightly softened his tone, “Dad, don’t get agitated. If Cheng Jia is trying to drive a wedge between us, I won’t let her get away with it.”

“I, I didn’t.”

Mo Jingteng tried to calm himself down; of course, he wouldn’t let Cheng Jia, that despicable woman, off the hook. She actually carelessly told the truth to Mo Xiuchen.

“Mo Xiuchen, you don’t need to worry about Cheng Jia. Just focus on managing the company well, and I’ll have someone handle the other matters.”

What Mo Jingteng meant was Cheng Jia.

He would definitely eliminate Cheng Jia; that woman can’t stay.

It’s not only about Cheng Jia but also about Wen Ran. However, considering Mo Xiuchen’s current fondness for Wen Ran, he couldn’t simply move against Wen Ran. He must think of another plan.

Seeing him gradually calming down, Mo Xiuchen slightly curved his lips in a dismissive way and said, “Fine, I’m not interested in matters concerning Cheng Jia anyway.”

**

In the afternoon, Wen Ran and Bai Xiaoxiao shopped for more than two hours. The spoils of their shopping were carried by Qing Feng and Qing Yang following behind them, “Ranran, let’s rest for a bit up ahead, have some milk tea, and eat some snacks, okay?”

“Sure.”

Wen Ran instructed Qing Feng and Qing Yang to put the bags in the car first, also have some food, and rest for a bit.

They entered the shop, found a window seat, ordered some snacks and milk tea. Then Bai Xiaoxiao’s phone rang.

She took out her phone, and seeing the caller, knitted her brows in confusion; it was an unfamiliar number. Beside her, Wen Ran also saw the number and asked with a smile, “Who’s calling?”

“I don’t know.”

Bai Xiaoxiao shook her head cluelessly and pressed the answer button, greeting flatly.

“Miss Bai, it’s me, Meng Ke.”

On the other end of the phone, a voice that was unfamiliar yet slightly familiar came through. Bai Xiaoxiao was startled initially, her brain quickly whirring, and after a moment, she recalled that he was the man from her blind date yesterday.

Bai Xiaoxiao forced a polite smile and said, “Oh, Mr. Meng, hello.”

Meng Ke also laughed politely on the phone and invited hesitantly, “Miss Bai, a friend just gave me two tickets to a concert. Do you have time tonight? I would like to invite you to accompany me to the concert.”

“A concert?”

Bai Xiaoxiao widened her eyes in surprise.

Off to the side, Wen Ran’s eyes twinkled with amusement. As the server brought over the desserts, she picked one up and took a small bite, her eyes twinkling as she watched Bai Xiaoxiao.

“Yes, the concert, tonight’s.”

Meng Ke explained, his voice slightly trembling with nerves, as if he feared being rejected by Bai Xiaoxiao. He paused, then added, “If Miss Bai doesn’t want to go or doesn’t like it, then never mind.”

“Oh, it’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just that I already have plans tonight.”

Bai Xiaoxiao said apologetically, she simply didn’t want to go with him.

But yesterday, in front of Luo Haofeng, she had said those words, and she felt that being too direct in her rejection now wouldn’t be very nice for Meng Ke.

Meng Ke, being a smart man, could naturally tell that Bai Xiaoxiao was rejecting him. When his voice came again, there was an almost imperceptible hint of dejection, “Since Miss Bai is busy tonight, I’ll just give these two tickets to someone else then, and I’ll buy more whenever Miss Bai is free.”

Bai Xiaoxiao hummed a response, and Meng Ke, apparently having a major client on the other line, got busy and ended the call.

“Xiaoxiao, it seems like Meng Ke has taken a liking to you. You’ve been dating for so long and are still single, is it always like this?”

Wen Ran smiled teasingly at Bai Xiaoxiao.

Bai Xiaoxiao, noncommittally shrugging her shoulders, picked up a small dessert and took a bite. After chewing and swallowing, she said, “I don’t like them, can’t really force myself, can I? My mom too, really, can’t she introduce me to a few men as handsome, noble, graceful, and deeply devoted as your Mo Xiuchen?”

By the end of her sentence, she pouted in complaint.

Wen Ran giggled, looking at Bai Xiaoxiao’s complaining expression and teased, “Too bad, there’s only one Xiuchen in the world. Looks like you, Miss Bai, will have to settle for someone just a little lesser than Xiuchen for life.”

“Ranran, are you saying I should settle this lifetime, and then next life, you’ll give me Mo Xiuchen?” Bai Xiaoxiao’s eyes glinted mischievously as she stared intently at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran glared at her, then lowered her head to sip her milk tea through a straw: “Xiaoxiao, I’d rather give myself to you.”

“Get out of here, I’m neither a man nor into women, what would I do with you?” Bai Xiaoxiao feigned disgust and frowned, “Ranran, seriously, if next lifetime I still like your Mo Xiuchen, what will you do then?”

“Serve him cold.”

Wen Ran had no desire to engage in such aimless chatter; who knew what the next life would be like.

“Ranran, we bought so much stuff earlier, why didn’t you buy some clothes or something for Mo Xiuchen?”

Seeing that Wen Ran was avoiding a direct answer, Bai Xiaoxiao teased her while biting her straw and smiling sweetly at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran’s eyes flickered briefly before she calmly responded, “He lacks nothing.”

Indeed, Mo Xiuchen lacked nothing. Initially, she had felt a slight unease, thinking that everything he wore and used after his amnesia were prepared by Cheng Jia.

But that day, after seeing his wallet and hearing his explanation, her unease vanished.

Mo Xiuchen was a man of taste; everything he wore and used were chosen by himself. Be it formal or casual attire, he always looked equally elegant and resolute, with an air of distinguished grace.

“Ranran, whether Mo Xiuchen lacks anything is his business, whether you buy something is your sentiment. I bet even if you bought him a piece of street vendor clothing, he’d wear it every day as if it were glued to him.”

Wen Ran almost spat out a mouthful of milk tea, primarily because of Bai Xiaoxiao’s exaggerated expression, which made her laugh uncontrollably. She chuckled, “What are you exaggerating for? Wearing it every day, he’d be filthy!”

Bai Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes sharply, fixing Wen Ran with a gaze, and suddenly asked, “Ranran, do you also want to buy something for Mo Xiuchen, but you just don’t dare?”