Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 865: 864 was in the past

Haofeng’s handsome face displayed shock, “An Lin, really?”

“Haofeng!”

Angrily calling him by his full name, An Lin said, “If you dare to repeat that, I’ll go call Meiling right now.”

“No, I won’t say it, isn’t it okay if I don’t speak anymore?” Seeing that An Lin was truly turning to leave, Haofeng quickly grabbed her.

Turning back, An Lin looked at Haofeng and pursed her lips, saying, “What you just said, you’re not allowed to tell anyone else. If I find out you’ve told someone else, just wait for Meiling to pester you.”

A chill settled in Haofeng’s heart. He had always known that An Lin was a formidable character.

If she had been gentle, she wouldn’t have been able to manage Haochen so well over the years.

“An Lin, liking Ah Mu isn’t something shameful. If you just take the initiative, Ah Mu will definitely be won over by you,” Haofeng said with a friendly smile on his face.

An Lin sternly warned, “Don’t say that again. The person I like isn’t Ah Mu, and he couldn’t possibly like me either.”

“An Lin, don’t be mad. I’m saying this for your own good. Ah Mu is such an outstanding man; the good things should not go to outsiders. You like him, so you should tell him,” Haofeng earnestly believed that An Lin and Ah Mu were quite suitable, especially since Aunt Qin also liked An Lin. She even said last time that she hoped Ah Mu and An Lin would end up together.

An Lin’s pretty face turned red and white by turns. She really regretted asking that extra question just now; Haofeng, that bastard, just wouldn’t let it go.

“An Lin, your face is red.”

It was rare for Haofeng to see An Lin blush. Although her face was more angry than flushed, he still found it refreshing.

“You’ll see.”

Grinding her teeth, An Lin spat out a sentence and turned to rush out of the office. She moved so fast that by the time Haofeng reacted, she was already two meters ahead.

“An Lin, where are you going?”

Haofeng called out and quickly chased after her.

An Lin had no intention of stopping. Seeing that Haofeng had caught up, she walked even faster, and finally, as she reached the elevator, Haofeng caught up with her.

When Haofeng grabbed An Lin’s wrist, they heard the ‘ding’ of the elevator door opening, and inside, Ah Mu appeared in their view, standing tall in his shirt and trousers.

“Haofeng, why are you grabbing An Lin?”

Ah Mu stepped out of the elevator, his sharp eyes looking at Haofeng, his handsome brows slightly furrowed.

Haofeng was surprised to see Ah Mu coming up, and An Lin, upon seeing Ah Mu, her complexion slightly changed. Fearing Haofeng would blurt out nonsense, she quickly said, “It’s nothing, Haofeng is just worried I’ll call Meiling back here.”

“Meiling came to the company?” Ah Mu raised an eyebrow, a hint of sympathy flashing in his eyes.

Haofeng frowned, “An Lin, think of a way to get Meiling to leave City C, to go home or back to her country.”

His words carried an implication, suggesting that if An Lin didn’t help him think of a way, he would reveal that An Lin liked Ah Mu.

An Lin stared at him incredulously. When had this man become so sinister?

“Why did you need An Lin’s help? Aren’t you a master in the field of love? You’ve handled so many women before, can’t you handle a Qi Meiling?” Qin Mu asked with amusement.

When An Lin caught his gaze, she briefly avoided eye contact, her eyes flickering slightly, “Let’s start the meeting first, we’ll talk about Ah Feng’s matter later.”

Qin Mu nodded, “Yeah, let’s start the meeting first.”

**

G City

As the Aston entered the downtown area, Mo Xiuchen turned to look at Wen Ran sitting beside him. Their eyes met, and he smiled, asking, “Ranran, are you going directly to the pharmaceutical factory, or will you go home to rest a bit and then go to work in the afternoon?”

“I’ll go straight to the pharmaceutical factory. I’ll first see if my brother is busy, and later, I’ll visit Sister Li and bring her some fruits.”

“Okay!”

Mo Xiuchen softly agreed, turned the car at the intersection ahead, and headed towards the pharmaceutical factory.

Soon, they arrived at the pharmaceutical factory. The Aston drove into the premises and stopped in front of the office building. Mo Xiuchen leaned over, unbuckled Wen Ran’s seatbelt, got out of the car, walked around to her side, and opened the door for her.

Wen Ran got out of the car, and then Mo Xiuchen opened the trunk, took out some fruits, and said, “Ranran, I’ll take the rest home and let them pick it up from there.”

As Mo Xiuchen explained, Wen Ran reached out to take the bag, but he playfully avoided handing it over, “I’ll carry it up to your office for you.”

Wen Ran laughed at his antics, a warm feeling rippling through her heart, “Xiuchen, a bit of fruit isn’t too heavy for me. Give it to me; don’t delay your time further.”

During the ride back, Mo Xiuchen had received a call from the company, apparently something urgent.

Wen Ran hadn’t heard exactly what was said on the other side of the call, only saw Mo Xiuchen respond with a couple of ‘hmms’ and then saying he’d discuss it when he got back before hanging up.

Mo Xiuchen took her delicate hand gently and said, “A few minutes won’t be an issue. Come on, I’ll carry them to your office then leave.”

Wen Ran couldn’t argue with him anymore and let him have his way. As she was about to turn around, she noticed the security guard at the door looking at them with a smile. Suddenly realizing Mo Xiuchen was still holding her hand, her face heated up, and she whispered, “Then you should let go of my hand first.”

Seeing her cheeks turn pink, Mo Xiuchen laughed heartily, not only keeping his grip but holding it tighter, “Ranran, haven’t I held your hand before?”

“Xiuchen, that was in the past.”

Wen Ran couldn’t stand Mo Xiuchen’s high-profile display of affection; the past was indeed different from the present.

Mo Xiuchen, however, didn’t mind. Although he couldn’t remember the past, he believed he must have done the same, holding Ranran’s hand wherever they went, in front of anyone, without caring about the stares.

He loved her, adored her, and wasn’t afraid to let the whole world know.

Although they were divorced and ostensibly no longer husband and wife, he hadn’t wanted that divorce. In his heart and eyes, Ranran would always be his wife, Mo Xiuchen, and holding her hand was the most natural thing in the world.

“Ranran, if you don’t move, more people will see us,” he said.

Mo Xiuchen glanced to the left, noting the two people walking towards them from the workshop, and smiled as he pointed them out. Wen Ran looked in the direction he indicated, saw the two people approaching, and frowned. Knowing she couldn’t just stand there being watched by everyone, she glared at him and quickly walked away.

“Haha.”

Mo Xiuchen laughed loudly, holding Wen Ran’s hand as they walked upstairs together. Just as they reached the second floor, they encountered Wen Jin and Professor Li coming towards them. Wen Ran instinctively tried to pull away again.

Yet Mo Xiuchen tightened his grip slightly, calmly looking toward Wen Jin, who passed a look of surprise, and greeted smilingly, “Wen Jin, I’ve brought Ranran back to work. Make sure she doesn’t get too tired.”