Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 950: 949 Ranran, where are you? Chapter 950: 949 Ranran, where are you? Wen Ran spoke gravely, “Jiang Liu, Sister Ting fell ill while volunteering in Tongzi Village, and she got drunk too. She’s saying she doesn’t want to live anymore. Come with me to find her right now.”

“We’ve already broken up.”

Jiang Liu looked at her with a detached light in his eyes, his tone even colder and heartless.

Wen Ran’s complexion changed: “Jiang Liu, even if you and Sister Ting have broken up, you can’t just watch her get drunk and seek death without doing anything, can you?”

A struggle flashed through Jiang Liu’s eyes, clearly still having feelings for Shen Yuting, “It’s not that I don’t care about her, it’s that she doesn’t need me to.”

“How could that be, Sister Ting just said she wanted to see you. They say drunk words are sober thoughts, her drunk words wanting to see you can’t be fake, right? Moreover, I heard the sound of a bottle smashing… if something happens to her…”

Hearing this, Jiang Liu’s face suddenly changed, as if all his cold pretense had crumbled away in an instant, worry for Shen Yuting pouring out. He grabbed Wen Ran’s hand and said, “Let’s go, come with me.”

Wen Ran was caught off guard.

She furrowed her brow, instinctively struggling: “Jiang Liu, let go of me first.”

“Yuting and I have already split up, come with me. Let’s leave this place,” he said, pulling Wen Ran directly toward the back exit, instead of entering the hall and leaving through the main entrance.

“Jiang Liu, let go first, I need to call my brother and have someone who went to the village with Sister Ting check on her,” Wen Ran said, not at ease.

Actually, she didn’t want to be pulled along like this by Jiang Liu. Apart from Mo Xiuchen, physical contact with other men disgusted her, even if this person bore some resemblance to Mo Xiuchen, it didn’t matter.

“We’ll call from the car after getting in,” Jiang Liu said, pulling her away without further explanation.

Wen Ran didn’t have Jiang Liu’s long legs, and she already struggled to keep up while being pulled along, let alone use one hand to make a call. Just like that, she was dragged to the parking lot, thrust into the car, and the door was slammed shut.

Then he closed the door, and sat down in the driver’s seat from the other side.

“Call Mo Xiuchen first, then call Gu Kai,” Jiang Liu instructed, not even taking the time to buckle his seat belt before starting the car.

Wen Ran’s wrist ached from his grip, and once in the car, she couldn’t help but rub it. In the blink of an eye, he had started the car, and the momentum shook her harshly, causing her phone to drop at her feet.

She quickly steadied herself and bent down to pick up the phone.

She dialed Mo Xiuchen’s number first; the phone rang several times, but Mo Xiuchen didn’t pick up.

Wen Ran’s brows knotted tightly, her anxiety growing as she stared at the flashing screen. Mo Xiuchen, why aren’t you answering the call?

The phone finally stopped ringing on its own, and the car had already driven quite a distance when Wen Ran had no choice but to call Gu Kai. After two rings, Gu Kai answered, “Hello, Ranran.”

“Brother, Sister Ting is sick. Call one of the doctors who went to the village with her to check on her,” she said.

“Yuting is sick? How do you know? Did she call you?” Gu Kai asked a string of questions, to which Wen Ran briefly explained: “Sister Ting just called me. She sounded sick and drunk, very upset. I’m afraid she’ll do something foolish, brother, please have someone check on her.”

As Wen Ran spoke these words, her gaze fell on Jiang Liu’s hand gripping the steering wheel. She didn’t miss how the grip on the wheel kept tightening, his knuckles and veins becoming ever more pronounced.

“Alright, I’ll call right now.”

The call had just ended when Wen Ran’s phone began to ring.

Seeing the caller ID, she immediately pressed the answer button: “Mo Xiuchen.”

“Ranran, where are you?” Mo Xiuchen’s voice came through with an edge of urgency.

“Sister Ting is sick and drunk, and Jiang Liu and I are on our way to Tongzi Village.”

“Ranran, I’m coming to find you,” Mo Xiuchen said, his voice suppressing some emotion, not asking why she was leaving with Jiang Liu before ending the call.

The distance between the downtown area and Tongzi Village wasn’t too far, normally just an hour’s drive away at regular speed.

Mo Xiuchen had been chasing after Jiang Liu’s fast driving all the way, but still hadn’t caught sight of Jiang Liu and Wen Ran.

“Jiang Liu, slow down a bit.”

Seeing Jiang Liu recklessly speeding, nearly crashing into other cars several times, Wen Ran, who was sitting there terrified, couldn’t help but speak up.

“Did Yuting really say that she doesn’t want to live anymore?” Jiang Liu turned to glance at Wen Ran and pushed out the question through clenched teeth.

Wen Ran’s eyes flickered and she nodded honestly, “She only said that because she was drunk and upset, Jiang Liu, how did you become the spokesperson for Yu & Su?”

Remembering what Shen Yuting had said on the phone just now, Wen Ran looked at Jiang Liu with confusion.

Could it be that he truly climbed the ranks using his body?

An unusual flash passed across Jiang Liu’s face, and he pursed his lips, stiffly saying, “They thought I had a good image, so they chose me as their spokesperson.”

“What’s going on between you and Sister Ting? Didn’t she go to see you that day?”

“The person she likes is your husband, Mo Xiuchen.”

As Jiang Liu uttered these words, his lips pressed into a thin line.

Wen Ran was choked by his words, and all her responses got stuck in her throat; she couldn’t utter a word for a long time.

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No sooner had they arrived at the location than Mo Xiuchen’s car followed closely behind, stopping behind Jiang Liu’s car.

“Ranran, what’s going on?”

Mo Xiuchen got out of the car and quickly approached, grasping Wen Ran’s hand, his deep eyes carefully taking her in. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Liu rushing into the guesthouse.

Seeing the worry on Mo Xiuchen’s face, a tinge of guilt arose in Wen Ran, “Mo Xiuchen, Sister Ting was drunk and wanted to see Jiang Liu. The situation was so urgent at the time, I didn’t have time to tell you.”

“I’m relieved you’re okay.”

Mo Xiuchen, reassured that she was safe, a trace of relief showed in his eyes. A moment ago, his phone had rung while he was in the restroom.

By the time he got his phone out, the call had already ended. When he came out, he immediately called Wen Ran back, only to find it was engaged.

Mo Xiuchen searched the entire hall, and a waiter told him that Wen Ran had left with Yu & Su’s spokesperson, Jiang Liu.

His first thought was that Jiang Liu had taken Ranran away. He interpreted Wen Ran’s earlier call as a cry for help, and his heart tightened abruptly.

“I’m fine, let’s go in and check on Sister Ting first, I’ll explain everything to you later.”

Wen Ran smiled reassuringly.

Although Mo Xiuchen didn’t want to see Shen Yuting, nor did he want Ranran to get involved in her affairs, he knew of Ranran’s kindness and that she couldn’t completely ignore Shen Yuting. Reluctantly, he agreed, “Okay.”

They entered the guesthouse, went straight upstairs, and headed to Shen Yuting’s room.

In the room, Jiang Liu was firmly holding Shen Yuting in his arms while a nurse cleaned her wounds. The room was permeated with a strong smell of alcohol, and there were bottles of liquor on the ground and the table, some smashed.

Wen Ran subconsciously frowned, the smell of alcohol was too pungent.