Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 985: 984 so many fakes competing with him for his wife Chapter 985: 984 so many fakes competing with him for his wife “Yes, Mo General.”

Seated beside Wen Ran was none other than the waitress from Yi Pin Xuan Pavilion, the girl who had bumped into Wen Ran that day and almost scalded her.

Her face still showed emotion.

She looked at the journalists below the stage with a bit of nervousness and said in as calm and composed a voice as possible, “Hello everyone, I am a waitress at Yi Pin Xuan Pavilion…”

**

City C

Qin Mu watched An Lin crying nonstop, surprise flashing in his eyes. He frowned and handed her a few tissues, “Dry your tears. When did you become so sentimental, you strong woman?”

An Lin glared at him, her voice slightly hoarse from the recent crying, “I’ve always been sentimental. Do you think I’m like you, emotionless? Mo Xiuchen and Ranran’s love is so grand, didn’t you see? I’m not the only one moved; the entire audience was conquered by Mo Xiuchen.”

“What’s he conquering those people for?” Qin Mu glanced at her disdainfully, she must have cried herself silly, not even knowing how to use words properly.

An Lin wiped away her tears, her eyes still fixed on the screen showing Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, enviously saying, “Right now, women all over the world must be jealous of Ranran, all wishing to meet their own Mo Xiuchen.”

“An Lin, you don’t have a fever, do you?”

Qin Mu leaned forward, reaching his hand out to touch An Lin’s forehead.

An Lin dodged his hand, “It’s not me with the fever, you’re just cold-blooded. Don’t you feel moved at all?”

“Moved or not, you don’t have to say that all women in the world want to meet a Mo Xiuchen. There’s only one Mo Xiuchen, not even a second one, unless he’s cloned.”

Qin Mu looked at Mo Xiuchen’s face, then suddenly curled his lips into a smile, “Even if a cloned Mo Xiuchen appeared, he’d probably only have eyes for Wen Ran and no other woman. So, it’s best not to say what you just said.”

An Lin gave him a look as if he were an alien, “Qin Mu, your statement is the one that’s outrageous. If all the clones of Mo Xiuchen only loved Ranran, then the original would go crazy, with so many fakes competing with him for his wife.”

As she said this, she couldn’t help but imagine such a scene and, though her tears were not yet dry, she burst into laughter again.

Qin Mu shook his head at the sight of An Lin crying and laughing, so childish. She didn’t seem at all like the strong woman who had managed Haochen for so many years. If he hadn’t seen her cry with his own eyes, he would never have believed she had such a naive side.

**

G City, Haochen

The crowded hall was extremely quiet.

Today’s press conference didn’t feel like a media event but rather like listening to a touching love story.

A pair of lovers who deeply loved each other had gone through numerous difficulties and storms, faced countless tests, but their love for each other never waned, not in the slightest. On the contrary, after those experiences, the love between Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran grew deeper into their bones, making the entire world envious.

After the Yi Pin Xuan waitress finished recounting the events of that day, not a single journalist in the hall raised the kind of questions they had in the morning.

Even those who had questioned the love between Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran that morning felt deeply ashamed; they had doubted such a couple who loved each other so much.

“Mo General, you didn’t have a wedding ceremony when you married Mrs. Mo. May I ask, will you give Miss Wen a grand wedding ceremony?”

Someone raised their hand to ask the question.

She asked what everyone wanted to know. On the stage, Mo Xiuchen’s lips curved into a faint smile, “That is a secret.”

Below, disappointed murmurs rose one after another.

Wen Ran gazed tenderly at the distinguished and handsome man beside her, a feeling of overwhelming happiness that seemed ready to burst from her heart at any moment. She couldn’t bear to even blink while looking into his eyes.

“Mo General, when do you and Mrs. Mo plan to have a baby? Can you reveal that?”

Someone else curiously asked.

Mo Xiuchen lowered his gaze to meet Wen Ran’s love-filled eyes, the curve of his lips widening by a degree, “Next year.”

Down below, not knowing who started it, there was a clap. Then, applause filled the entire hall.

**

At four-thirty in the afternoon, the press conference came to a successful conclusion.

In an hour and a half, Mo Xiuchen broke a thirty-year record, this was the first time he patiently and in detail answered the reporters’ questions, a far cry from the cold-hearted, thunderous persona rumored in the business world.

Yet, this Mo Xiuchen did not lose a bit of his noble aura, he was even more moving than the last time people heard their story from someone else’s mouth.

Today’s rumors, who started them, Mo Xiuchen didn’t mention, and the reporters didn’t ask.

It seemed none of that mattered anymore; what’s important is that they were not only in love but also had unconditional trust in each other, such a couple made everyone deeply despise and scorn the person behind the rumors.

Back in the office, after closing the door, Mo Xiuchen pulled Wen Ran into his embrace and kissed her deeply on the lips.

Wen Ran’s emotions had not yet settled, and after a second of stunned pause, she wrapped her arms around his waist, passionately responding to his affection.

After the kiss, Mo Xiuchen did not let Wen Ran go but instead held her tightly, pressing her face to his chest so she could feel his heartbeat.

“Xiuchen.”

After a long, quiet embrace, Wen Ran’s soft voice emerged from his chest. Mo Xiuchen’s lips curled into a tender smile and released her, “Ranran, what do you want to say?”

Wen Ran looked at him, gently saying, “I didn’t expect you to tell them those things.”

She knew Xiuchen’s personality was on the cool side; he was rambunctious in front of her, but in front of others, he was reluctant to say a word.

And when it came to media interviews, he was even more low-key.

But for her, he again and again did things that made him uncomfortable and while she felt touched, what she felt more was sympathy for him.

Especially just now, when Xiuchen recounted the time from their separation to their reunion, she had heard it from him before, but still couldn’t control the tears that wanted to fall. It was one thing to tell her, but another to tell the whole world.

Mo Xiuchen’s large hand caressed her face; his rough fingertips gently stroking her delicate skin, “Ranran, I love you, and I’m not afraid for the whole world to know.”

Wen Ran, who had just managed to calm her emotions, was instantly swamped by a wave of feeling from his words, her eyes filling with moisture as she hugged his waist tightly, choking up, “You’re really silly.”

She had told him before that she didn’t like showing off, didn’t like him doing things he didn’t want to do for her, but he did it anyway.

She knew that the reason Xiuchen told their story to the reporters wasn’t only to avoid implicating Shen Yuting and Jiang Liu but also possibly because of what Li Yaqing had said last time.

Xiuchen had taken it to heart.

Even if she didn’t need him to do it, for her, he was still willing to announce to the whole world, tackily, that he, Mo Xiuchen loved Wen Ran.

And that, for this life, he would only love her.

“Calling me silly, I was just recounting the facts a while ago, whose tears were swirling in their eyes?”