Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1079: 1078 Just listen casually

Wen Ran blinked, feeling uneasy as she said, “I just always feel that my brother recognizing Tongtong and having her acknowledge her ancestors, as well as forbidding Yiyi from getting married…”

She didn’t finish her sentence, not knowing how to express the rest.

There was just an underlying worry, a sense of unease within her.

Especially with Li En, each time she saw him, encountering that icy gaze filled with hatred, she felt sure he wouldn’t just let things slide.

Bai Yiyi agreeing to her brother’s request undoubtedly crushed Li En’s hopes.

He would definitely hold a grudge against Gu Kai.

“Ranran, worrying about Ah Kai now is pointless. As for Li En, it mainly depends on what Bai Yiyi does,” Mo Xiuchen said, enveloping her gently with his arms, speaking in a tender voice.

In reality, he too felt that it wouldn’t just end so simply, particularly after seeing the chilling look in Li En’s eyes that morning at the hospital. He speculated that Li En wouldn’t let go of Bai Yiyi easily.

But he couldn’t tell Ranran these thoughts; it would only make her more anxious.

After holding her for a while, Mo Xiuchen loosened his embrace and softly said, “Ranran, try to get some sleep. I’ll go make lunch for you.”

Wen Ran leaned against the bed, indeed feeling a bit weary. She didn’t refuse his suggestion, slowly lying down and closing her eyes to rest.

**

Because Gu Kai was away on a business trip, the matter of changing Tongtong’s surname was postponed.

After Tongtong was discharged from the hospital, Bai Yiyi kept her promise, didn’t leave G City with her, and continued working while her mother helped with Tongtong.

One day, as Fang Zhiwei invited Wen Ran to go shopping, they passed a coffee shop. Wen Ran glanced inside unintentionally and saw Li En and Li Yaqing sitting together drinking coffee.

They seemed very absorbed in a happy conversation.

A flicker of doubt flashed through Wen Ran’s eyes. Last time, because of Bai Yiyi’s support, she had mocked Li Yaqing, hadn’t Li Yunchang refused Li En’s loan request?

“Ranran, what are you looking at?”

Fang Zhiwei asked curiously. Wen Ran withdrew her gaze, saying casually, “Nothing, Sister Wei. Is there anything else you want to buy?”

“Isn’t that your love rival?”

As Wen Ran looked away, Li En also caught sight of her in the coffee shop.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his voice laced with a hint of scorn.

Following his gaze, Li Yaqing only caught a glimpse of Wen Ran’s back. A trace of coldness flitted through her eyes as she said indifferently, “She’s Gu Kai’s biological sister. If you want to get back at Gu Kai, just use her as your starting point.”

“Use Wen Ran as a starting point?”

Li En furrowed his brows slightly, pondering over Li Yaqing’s words.

“It’s just a casual comment,” Li Yaqing shrugged, indicating that whatever he decided to do was none of her concern.

She had already offended Mo Xiuchen last time and had been warned by him. Although she intensely disliked Wen Ran and hoped for her misfortune, she didn’t want to involve herself. If she could benefit from the situation without getting involved, that would be ideal.

“Hmm, I’ll just take it as small talk.”

Li En’s lips curled into an ambiguous smile. He knew that Li Yaqing also had feelings for Mo Xiuchen.

Perhaps, they could collaborate.

He now truly despised Gu Kai, not understanding why Bai Yiyi would agree to such outrageous conditions from him. No wonder his teacher back then hated Gu Yan so much—men from the Gu Family were all equally despicable.

**

Seven months later, Wen Ran’s body had become even more cumbersome.

Even though she didn’t have the swollen feet that some pregnant women experience, she felt more easily tired. Nevertheless, for the health of the baby, she insisted on walking every day.

During this time, the company was too busy. Mo Xiuchen wanted to spend more time with Wen Ran but couldn’t.

However, she wasn’t lonely. Zhou Lin and Li Qian, two full-time mothers, often brought their children to keep her company.

On weekends, Bai Yiyi would also join in the fun.

“Ranran, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow. I might not be able to return for about ten days.”

That weekend, after breakfast, as Mo Xiuchen walked with Wen Ran on the asphalt road outside the villa, he said with some regret.

Wen Ran looked up to meet his eyes, brimming with self-blame, and gently smiled, reassuring him in return, “Mo Xiuchen, it’s okay, you go on your trip without worry. I’ll be good and stay home.”

Mo Xiuchen led her to sit down in the pavilion ahead, his long arm encircling her waist as he tenderly held her hand, “Ranran, in these days when I’m not here, you must take good care of yourself. If anything happens, call me right away.”

“I know, I’ll call you every day.”

Wen Ran said, smiling and nodding. Since she became pregnant, Mo Xiuchen had tried to reduce his travel as much as possible, only going himself when necessary.

Wherever he could let someone else step in, he did.

But no matter what, he was still the group president and had his responsibilities.

Hearing her obedient promise, Mo Xiuchen’s lips curled into a slight smile, and he said with compassion, “But don’t overdo it. You shouldn’t walk for too long, and be very careful when getting up at night.”

“Mo Xiuchen, are you treating me like a child?”

Hearing his ongoing admonitions, Wen Ran couldn’t help but quietly protest.

“Alright, I won’t say anymore.”

Mo Xiuchen probably realized that he was saying a bit much. Just as Ranran often said, many women continue to work until they are seven or eight months pregnant.

Some, without the conditions to do otherwise, even work up to the day they give birth.

She wasn’t much more delicate than other women, it was just that he loved her too much, wishing he could keep her safe in the palm of his hand, particularly after Ranran was six months pregnant—he had become even more cautious and protective.

That’s why he was so uneasy about leaving on a trip.

Wen Ran removed his hand, stood up, one hand on her stomach and the other on her waist, and took a few steps in front of him, then looked at him and said, “Mo Xiuchen, look, I am a person who can take care of herself.”

“Yes, Ranran is a person who can take care of herself.”

Mo Xiuchen laughed at her teasing, but thinking that he wouldn’t see Ranran for ten days, or perhaps even longer, his smile faded, and a shadow of emotion briefly crossed the depths of his eyes before he quickly returned to normal.

“Mo Xiuchen, where are you traveling to on this trip?”

Wen Ran sat down again, her face tilted upward, her gaze tenderly fixed on Mo Xiuchen.

Mo Xiuchen raised his hand, his long fingers brushing the stray hairs on her forehead, and softly explained, “Before the year’s end, for a while, someone was buying up a lot of Haochen’s stock, remember?”

“Yes, I remember. You had someone investigate it, but you haven’t mentioned it since,” Wen Ran said with a flicker of concern in her eyes, “is there something happening now?”

“After my investigation, that person stopped, but recently, they’ve started buying again…”

Before Mo Xiuchen could finish, his phone rang.

He took out his phone and pressed the answer button, his voice emerging low from his thin lips, “Hello!”

“It’s me, Jiang Liu.”

On the other end of the line, Jiang Liu’s voice came through calmly.

“What is it?”

Mo Xiuchen’s eyebrows knit slightly, and he asked indifferently; since Shen Yuting went abroad, and Jiang Liu told him about his failed marriage proposal, they hadn’t been in contact for months—now, an unexpected call likely meant something was up.