Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1032: 1031 She has a secret in her heart

“I’m not hungry. Have you not slept yet?”

Wen Ran asked as she got into bed, puzzled.

Mo Xiuchen gave a slight smile and lay down next to her. Ranran had begun to sleep on her left side these days and, as her belly was slowly growing larger, he embraced her from behind, careful not to hurt the baby.

His broad chest pressed against her back, enveloping her entirely.

“Ranran, go to sleep.”

Wen Ran hummed softly, shifting her position slightly to make herself comfortable on his arm, and soon fell back asleep.

Mo Xiuchen listened to her even breathing, making sure Wen Ran was asleep before he allowed himself to relax and sleep.

The peaceful morning was a perfect time to sleep.

Perhaps due to the exhaustion from the day before, Wen Ran had woken up twice in the middle of the night, and when she finally awoke in the morning, it was already past eight.

The sunlight was blocked by tightly closed curtains. Apart from the occasional chirping of birds, the place was quieter and more pleasant than G City.

“Ranran.”

She had just sat up when the door opened. Mo Xiuchen appeared at the doorway, casual and tall in stature, his features shadowed and defined against the light.

He walked towards Wen Ran, his handsome face always ready with a gentle smile. Picking up the remote from the coffee table, he pressed gently, and the tightly closed curtains slowly parted. The previously dim room was suddenly flooded with brilliant sunlight.

“Am I the last one to wake up? Have my brother and the others left?”

Wen Ran asked softly as she dressed.

“Not yet. They’re outside picking cherries and said they’d wait for you to wake up before leaving.”

Mo Xiuchen replied with a smile, helping her zip up her dress, and then accompanied her as she washed up. He braided her hair, applied skincare products… After everything was done, Mo Xiuchen held Wen Ran’s hand and they went downstairs.

“Ranran, these are the cherries I just picked, already washed. Try some.”

Once downstairs, Mo Xiuchen let go of Wen Ran’s hand and strode to the coffee table to grab a fruit platter.

The cherries, still glistening with water droplets, were lusciously tempting. He picked one up and fed it to Wen Ran.

“Mmm, very sweet. Mo Xiuchen, you should have some too.”

Wen Ran’s eyes sparkled with a bright smile. Watching her smile, Mo Xiuchen’s lips curved more broadly, “I had some just now; these I saved specially for you.”

“Ranran, you’re awake.”

An Lin came inside and immediately beamed at the sight of Wen Ran in the living room.

Wen Ran took the fruit platter from Mo Xiuchen’s hands and offered it to An Lin to have some cherries. An Lin shook her head, “I wouldn’t dare eat those; Mo Xiuchen climbed the tree to pick the biggest and best ones.”

“Is that so?”

“Of course, he was so stingy he wouldn’t let any of us eat them. But Wen Jin and Ah Mu also picked quite a lot. Come on, let’s go outside. They said they would leave after picking the cherries.”

An Lin came over to pull Wen Ran, but Mo Xiuchen extended his hand to block her, “Don’t pull Ranran.”

“Mo Xiuchen, why are you being so overbearing?” An Lin frowned at the hand Mo Xiuchen placed in front of her.

“Ranran is pregnant now; what if you cause her to fall?” Mo Xiuchen looked at An Lin seriously. She might appear strong at work, but privately, she lacked even a lady-like demeanor.

Of course, Mo Xiuchen didn’t trust her to take Wen Ran outside.

“It isn’t that serious; I’m not taking Ranran for a run. I have something to discuss with Ranran; move aside.” The more he resisted, the more An Lin wanted to go with Wen Ran. She pushed away Mo Xiuchen’s blocking hand and said to Wen Ran, “Ranran, let’s find a place to have a quiet word.”

“You should whisper your secret to Ah Mu.”

Mo Xiuchen took a step back with Wen Ran, avoiding An Lin’s approaching hand.

“Why should I go to Ah Mu?” An Lin was puzzled.

Mo Xiuchen’s lips curled into a mysterious smile, “Ah Mu is your close brother. Who else would you go to, An Lin? I’ve heard that Ah Mu has left his lifelong matters to his mother…”

“That has nothing to do with me, Mo Xiuchen, don’t spout nonsense.”

An Lin’s face changed, and she looked towards the door to stop Mo Xiuchen from speaking further.

Mo Xiuchen just smiled, without saying a word.

Wen Ran looked puzzledly at Mo Xiuchen and then at An Lin. Confused by their conversation, she asked softly when neither spoke, “An Lin, Qin Mu…”

“Ranran, don’t listen to Mo Xiuchen’s nonsense. I’m going to check if they’ve picked the cherries yet, I’ll be back later.”

After saying this, An Lin quickly fled the living room.

Wen Ran watched her swiftly disappearing figure, then turned to look at Mo Xiuchen, “Mo Xiuchen, what did you mean by what you just said?”

“Ranran, An Lin has a secret in her heart, it’s just that it’s been very well hidden.”

Mo Xiuchen glanced towards the door, withdrew his gaze, and gently looked at Wen Ran with tender eyes.

Wen Ran’s eyes twinkled, then she widened them in astonishment, “You mean, An Lin likes Qin Mu?”

“Ranran, keep your voice down.”

Mo Xiuchen chuckled softly, raising his hand to gently cover Wen Ran’s mouth.

Wen Ran stared at him with wide eyes, full of astonishment.

She had spent some time with An Lin in City C, but she never realized that An Lin harbored feelings for Qin Mu.

After a moment, Mo Xiuchen removed his hand from Wen Ran’s mouth and whispered, “Perhaps even Ah Mu himself doesn’t know, let alone you. She knows him too well, knowing that he has no feelings for her. Fearing that in the end, not even friendship would remain, she has never expressed her feelings.”

And Mo Xiuchen had also discovered it unintentionally.

An Lin and Qin Mu were childhood friends who had grown up together, but unfortunately, the sister harbored affection while the young man remained uninterested.

“No wonder, but how did you know?”

Wen Ran’s brow furrowed lightly. She remembered one night when Qin Mu had drunk a lot. She had made him some sobering soup, and afterward, An Lin had called her.

It was less than two minutes after Qin Mu had gone upstairs to his own apartment, when An Lin’s timely call came in. Now that she thought about it, An Lin might have actually been downstairs at the time.

However, Wen Ran had not been very attentive to other matters during that period because of Mo Xiuchen.

“Ranran, what are you thinking?”

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Wen Ran with concern.

Wen Ran flashed him a smile, speaking lightly, “I just remembered that time. Qin Mu drank a lot, and I made him sobering soup at my place. He went upstairs, and less than two minutes later, An Lin called me. I didn’t think much of it then, but now, hearing you say this, I suddenly feel she must have been downstairs watching.”

“When was this?” Mo Xiuchen’s brows lightly furrowed, his tone gentle and calm.

“When you were still abroad.” Wen Ran blinked, her response candid.

A trace of emotion flickered through Mo Xiuchen’s eyes. He gently pulled her into his arms, his large hand gently caressing her back, his voice soft in her ear, “Ranran, if it’s something from that period, don’t think about it anymore. I’m afraid remembering those days would make you sad.”