Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 894: 893 Angry

Mo Xiuchen was taken aback, somewhat surprised that Ranran had discovered it so quickly.

He lowered his gaze, following her line of sight to his own arm, and smiled slightly, taking the initiative to confess, “Ranran, I’ve gotten a bit injured on my arm.”

Wen Ran’s gaze moved away from his arm, she looked up at him briefly, then frowned and stared at his arm again. Her earlier smile had vanished, her elegant brows knitted tightly, and her pursed lips showed a hint of displeasure.

She did not reach out to lift the sleeve of his shirt, she just silently stared at his arm.

Mo Xiuchen had never seen Wen Ran angry before, but at this moment, seeing her silent and not uttering a word, his heart felt inexplicably uneasy.

Wen Ran’s face didn’t show much anger, but he knew, she was angry.

Not just angry, but also sad.

Realizing this, Mo Xiuchen felt a tightness in his chest, he pursed his thin lips and explained softly, “Ranran, I didn’t intentionally hide it from you. I’m showing you now, it’s almost healed.”

As he spoke, he immediately rolled up his sleeve, revealing an arm wrapped in gauze. His deep eyes looked at Wen Ran. The always cold and arrogant President Mo actually seemed somewhat timid.

“How did you get injured?”

Wen Ran didn’t look at him, still focusing on his arm, her gaze falling on that glaring gauze, her brows furrowed tightly.

Mo Xiuchen blinked, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, he said softly, “Ranran, let’s wait until we get home, and I’ll explain it to you slowly, okay?”

Wen Ran looked up, her gaze coldly fixed on him.

Mo Xiuchen subconsciously swallowed, this expression of Ranran’s was quite frightening.

She remained silent, just watching him with that cold gaze. Mo Xiuchen’s smile gradually faded, and he unbuckled his seatbelt, “Ranran, let’s switch places, you drive.”

After he finished speaking, he reached out to unbuckle Wen Ran’s seatbelt.

Wen Ran slapped his hand away and unbuckled her own seatbelt, then opened the car door and got out.

After switching places, Mo Xiuchen didn’t dare to buckle Wen Ran’s seatbelt for her. He just fastened his own. Wen Ran, without saying a word, started driving. She focused on the road ahead, ignoring the ‘wronged’ Mo Xiuchen sitting in the passenger seat.

She knew he hadn’t told her because he didn’t want her to worry. But did his not telling her mean she wouldn’t find out?

Initially, when he had asked her to go abroad, she didn’t want to leave.

Mo Xiuchen might have thought that it was because of his and Bai Xiaoxiao’s persuasion, or perhaps he believed it was due to Zhou Lin’s daughter being sick. But in truth, she didn’t want to be in G City, becoming his vulnerability.

He said he wanted to deal with Mo Jingteng, to acquire MS Group.

Before, Mo Jingteng had already called her, warning her not to be with Xiuchen. She was afraid that once Xiuchen and Jingteng confronted each other, Jingteng would use her to threaten Xiuchen.

Not wanting to distract him, she went abroad.

During that month abroad, she thought about him every second. She wanted to fly back several times. Besides calling him, she also contacted Gu Kai, Wen Jin, Luo Haofeng, and even Qin Mu.

They told her that the situation in G City wasn’t yet stable, and Xiuchen was very busy. MS Group’s acquisition had left many issues waiting to be resolved by Xiuchen.

She also knew that Xiuchen would be busy for a while. To avoid distracting him, she endured her longing for him, but how could he deceive her? Not even telling her about his injury.

“Ranran?”

Mo Xiuchen leaned slightly toward her, his gaze tenderly on the driving Wen Ran, tentatively calling out.

Wen Ran pressed her lips together, neither agreeing nor turning to look at him.

Mo Xiuchen furrowed his brows in frustration, whispering softly, “Ranran, I know, I shouldn’t have kept this from you. Please, don’t be angry, alright?”

“I am not.”

Wen Ran’s rigid words clearly carried a deep anger.

“Ranran, how about when we get home, you can do whatever you want to me?”

As soon as Mo Xiuchen said this, Wen Ran beside him immediately shot him a cold look; he exaggeratedly shivered and forced a smile, “Ranran, I promise I won’t resist.”

Wen Ran glared at him fiercely before turning her head away again to continue looking ahead.

“Ranran, I’ll be honest with you.”

Seeing that Wen Ran was still angry, Mo Xiuchen felt a bit panicked and dared not joke any longer. This time, he sobered up and became seriously solemn.

Perhaps seeing that his attitude was sincere, Wen Ran finally spoke, though her voice was anything but gentle, “If you dare lie even a single word, I will ignore you forever.”

“Ranran, I promise I won’t lie,” Mo Xiuchen promptly vowed. He, Mo Xiuchen, was fearless towards anything in the world, except for Wen Ran ignoring him.

Even if the whole world ignored him, he didn’t care. But Ranran was the woman he loved most, more important than his own life. If she ignored him, he would feel life was meaningless.

Thinking of the days without Ranran by his side, Mo Xiuchen’s expression became even more serious as he earnestly said, “Ranran, I’m afraid it might affect your driving later, so when we get home, I’ll tell you all about it in detail.”

Wen Ran narrowed her eyes and stepped on the gas, the luxurious Aston immediately accelerated to a speed twenty miles faster, heading toward the suburban villa.

Mo Xiuchen’s brow wrinkled, he stopped the words that were about to come out of his mouth, feeling a warm sensation inside because of Wen Ran’s concern for him.

Upon arriving home, Nanny Zhang had already prepared the meal.

Mo Xiuchen didn’t want to discuss it in front of Nanny Zhang and others, so he pulled Wen Ran upstairs.

In the master bedroom’s sofa, Mo Xiuchen held Wen Ran’s hand tightly, not letting her pull away. She struggled a bit, but when she couldn’t break free, she stopped struggling, though her eyebrows still expressed her anger.

“Ranran, not telling you about my injury wasn’t entirely because I was worried about you. There was another reason—I wanted to tell you in person when you came back.”

Mo Xiuchen’s deep voice tinged with a suppressed emotion, struck a chord in Wen Ran as she involuntarily turned her head to meet his deep and silent gaze.

“Did Mo Jingteng cause your injury?”

As their gazes met, Wen Ran asked quietly.

Mo Xiuchen nodded, “He wanted my life.”

Wen Ran’s face paled, her watery eyes swiftly flashing through countless emotions as she spoke in shock and anger, “How could he do that to you.”

Mo Xiuchen smiled faintly, gently caressing her cheek, “Ranran, don’t be angry. He can’t hurt me anymore. That day was an accident.”

Wen Ran looked at the gauze wrapped around his arm, her anger swiftly replaced by heartache. She raised her hand, gently touching the gauze, “What sharp object injured you?”

Not being able to see the wound through the gauze, she didn’t know what sharp object had caused the injury.

Mo Xiuchen’s eyes flickered, he caught her hand that was gently touching his wound and brought it to his lips for a tender kiss, “Mo Jingteng, using his last assets, hired a hitman, who fired a shot at me in front of Kangning Hospital half a month ago. However, the hitman was a poor shot and only injured my arm.”