Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 908: 907 I’d like to see for myself.

In the hospital ward, Zhou Lin was breastfeeding Tiantian when she saw Wen Ran come in with breakfast and immediately a delighted smile appeared on her face, “Ranran, how come you’re here so early?”

Wen Ran walked over, placed the insulated food container on the small table next to her, bent down, and gently looked at Tiantian, who had turned her face to look at her because of her arrival, with a tender smile. She reached out a finger and lightly touched Tiantian’s soft cheek, “Good morning, Tiantian. Were you a good girl last night?”

Though Tiantian was only four months old, she really liked Wen Ran. When Wen Ran touched her cheek, she actually opened her mouth in a smile.

They say every child is a pure angel, and seeing such an innocent smile, Wen Ran felt her heart melting. Her smile instantly brightened, and the slight discomfort caused by Shen Yuting’s words earlier dissipated in Tiantian’s smile.

“Has Tiantian had enough to eat? If she’s full, how about Auntie holds you while your mommy has breakfast, okay?”

Wen Ran reached out her arms toward her. Zhou Lin smiled and handed Tiantian to Wen Ran. Once she was securely in her arms, Zhou Lin tidied up her clothes, opened the insulated food container, and said, “Ranran, don’t bother bringing me breakfast anymore, I can just buy it from the hospital canteen.”

“What time did Mo Zixuan leave last night?”

Instead of answering, Wen Ran just asked in return, holding Tiantian and slowly strolling around the ward.

Zhou Lin’s eyes flickered, and she replied softly, “He left very late. Ranran, Zixuan said he would fulfill his responsibilities as a father. Did you say something to him?”

When she asked this question, Zhou Lin’s eyes were fixed on Wen Ran.

She was surprised and delighted when she heard Mo Zixuan’s words.

She had already made up her mind; matters of the heart can’t be forced. No matter what she did, she couldn’t become the person in Mo Zixuan’s heart, but Tiantian was different. As a mother, she naturally didn’t want her daughter to grow up being called an illegitimate child or to be bullied by others for not having a father.

If Mo Zixuan was willing to acknowledge Tiantian as his daughter, how could she not be moved or delighted?

Wen Ran smiled faintly, “It wasn’t me. He himself wants to fulfill his fatherly responsibilities. Zhou Lin, since you like Mo Zixuan, why not take this opportunity?”

“Ranran, I don’t have any thoughts about romantic relationships right now. I just hope Tiantian recovers from her illness soon. If she grows up healthy, I don’t need anything else.” Zhou Lin’s gaze fell on Tiantian in Wen Ran’s arms, and her eyes and brows immediately filled with tender motherly love.

Perhaps only a woman who has become a mother can truly understand Zhou Lin’s maternal feelings, willing to change for her child, and even ready to give up everything.

Hearing Zhou Lin speak like this, Wen Ran knew she had truly devoted all her thoughts to Tiantian, no longer obsessed with winning Mo Zixuan as she had been before.

Now, she wasn’t as beautifully dressed as before, and she looked haggard, but Wen Ran felt that she was more beautiful than before.

She didn’t continue the topic, instead, she changed the subject and inquired about Tiantian’s condition. Surprisingly, just as they started talking, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and Mo Zixuan’s handsome figure appeared in the doorway.

Noticing Wen Ran in the ward, a slight look of surprise flashed across his face, and his gaze shifted to Zhou Lin, who was having breakfast. A smile curved his lips as he walked in with breakfast, “I was afraid you couldn’t buy breakfast while taking care of Tiantian, so I brought some. I didn’t expect Ranran to have already brought you breakfast. It seems my effort is a bit redundant.”

“I didn’t know you were coming. If I had known, I would have stayed in bed longer.” Seeing Zhou Lin was still a bit nervous in front of Mo Zixuan, Wen Ran showed a smile and said teasingly.

If Mo Zixuan was truly good to Tiantian, she could forgive his past actions.

Because she liked the little cutie in her arms. Still, Mo Zixuan walked up to Zhou Lin, placed the breakfast on the small table, and said gently, “Ranran brought you porridge, I brought some steamed buns. You can have both. You need to eat more to have the strength to take care of Tiantian.”

Zhou Lin nodded her head, and politely said thanks, “Thank you.”

“Taking care of Tiantian alone is too hard for you, and since I have to work, I can’t stay in the hospital all the time. That’s why I’ve hired a caretaker. She can share some of the burden while Tiantian is hospitalized. I’ve also instructed the housekeeper to bring your meals on time every day.”

Zhou Lin stared at Mo Zixuan in shock, struggling to believe what she was hearing.

Although he had stayed late here last night, he had only asked about Tiantian’s condition and thanked her for pleading on his behalf to Wen Ran and Wen Jin among others.

He hadn’t mentioned that he would come again this morning.

Seeing her speechless, Mo Zixuan turned and walked over to Wen Ran to take the Tiantian she was holding, “Ranran, let me hold her.”

“Sure!”

Wen Ran loosened her grip, allowing him to take Tiantian.

Although Mo Zixuan was a father for the first time and had only met Tiantian twice, their bond was instant, and Tiantian quickly grew accustomed to her dad.

**

Suburban Villa

Mo Xiuchen hadn’t slept the night before. After Wen Ran left, he had actually fallen asleep.

He was roused from a groggy sleep by the ringing of his cellphone. Barely opening his eyes, he fumbled for the phone and answered, “Hello?”

“Oh my God, Mo Xiuchen, you’re not still in bed, are you? How intense was last night’s battle? Can your injured patient handle it? Don’t let your arm go to waste!”

Hearing the laziness and sleepiness in his voice, Luo Haofeng immediately started yelling on the other end of the line. Mo Xiuchen, frowning, propped himself up and leaned against the headboard before replying, completely devoid of sleepiness in his tone, “Even if my arm went to waste, it’s still better than being a flesh-craving unhappy soul who disrupts other people’s sweet dreams.”

“Pfft, if I wanted to, there would be loads of women fighting to get into my bed,” retorted Luo Haofeng disdainfully, feeling the sting but stubbornly refusing to admit it.

Mo Xiuchen smirked and said, “Then why don’t you show me a few? I’d like to see just how many women are scrambling to get onto your bed. I wouldn’t mind a live show.”

“Mo Xiuchen, don’t be too much. I’m all alone at the airport right now, and you’re not even coming to see me off.”

Lou Haofeng dared not put on a live show. Just mentioning it filled him with frustration.

It really was a case of unfulfilled desires. Ever since he had taken a liking to Bai Xiaoxiao, he hadn’t touched another woman, but even during the time they dated, the closest they came was to hug and kiss without going any further.

He was a normal man, after all, and prolonged abstinence certainly caused its own frustrations.

Mo Xiuchen’s narrow eyes half-closed, his tone teasing: “Didn’t I give you the chance last night? Could it be you didn’t ‘seal the deal’ with Bai Xiaoxiao and turn uncooked rice into cooked rice?”

“I am pure. How could I do something like you did,” Luo Haofeng argued over the phone.