Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1126: 1125 Stay at my place tonight

“Mo General?”

Miqin was pulled up by Mo Xiuchen and had no choice but to stand, looking at him with a face full of surprise.

Mo Xiuchen’s slender eyes fixed on Miqin, and he said in a deep voice, “When I first married Wen Ran, there was no love between us. Now, she has asked for a divorce first and, in front of my face, proposed to my good brother. Miqin, if you want to get married and are willing to take the gamble, you can marry me.”

“Mo General, how can this be?”

Miqin’s eyes were wide with shock as she looked at Mo Xiuchen, clearly quite startled.

Not just her—the nearby Bai Xiaoxiao and Bai Yiyi were also staring wide-eyed in astonishment, completely unclear as to how the situation had taken such a turn.

“There’s nothing to be done or not done; you don’t have to worry about anything.”

“Yes, Miss Mi, you don’t have to consider me. Mo Xiuchen and I are finished; whoever he is with has nothing to do with me,” Wen Ranqing said coldly from the hospital bed.

A blush crept onto Miqin’s face, being grabbed by the wrist and forcefully proposed to by Mo Xiuchen was something she didn’t even dare to dream of, yet it was a scenario she had longed to see come true.

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Wen Ran and then at Mo Xiuchen, demanding, “How can you treat Ranran this way?”

“What have I done to her? She herself said she doesn’t care.”

Mo Xiuchen still had a tight grasp on Miqin’s wrist. Maybe it was because of the anger in his heart, but he was squeezing very hard, especially when he turned to look towards Wen Ran and saw her calmly looking at Qin Mu, his thin lips tightly pressed and the grip of his hand getting even heavier.

Miqin involuntarily furrowed her brows but didn’t dare to cry out in pain.

Completely oblivious to the fact that he had caused her wrist to bruise and turn purple, after staring at Wen Ran and Qin Mu for a few seconds, he said to Miqin, “Come with me.”

With that, he pulled her out of the hospital room without waiting for her response.

Listening to the sound of their footsteps fading in the hallway, Wen Ran lowered her eyes, her red lips lightly pursed.

“Ranran, wipe your tears first.”

Seeing the tears rolling down her cheeks, Qin Mu’s heart tightened suddenly, and he extended his hand to pull out a tissue from the table for her.

“I’m sorry.”

Wen Ran looked up, took the tissue from his hand, and apologized with guilt.

“It doesn’t matter as long as we can save Momo quickly,” Qin Mu said gently.

“How did you come to the hospital with Mo Xiuchen?”

Wen Ran wiped her tears and asked softly.

“I bumped into him at the entrance. It was Ah Kai who called him, saying that Miqin had come to the hospital to see you.”

“I don’t know how Momo is doing now. Will this really work?”

Wen Ran was very worried; they suspected Miqin was Cheng Jia, but now there was no evidence to prove Miqin was Cheng Jia, and there was too little information about them.

Furthermore, Momo was in the hands of Cheng Jia, and they could only hope to use the fastest and safest methods to rescue Momo.

Without a doubt, getting close to Cheng Jia was a relatively good approach.

Today, Lu Zhiyan told Mo Xiuchen that Momo’s whereabouts had been moved again, and ever since the death of Tong Shishi, all clues had ceased.

“Ranran, it will definitely work. If Miqin is Cheng Jia, her weakness is Mo Xiuchen, and he will definitely find a way to make her reveal where Momo is,” Bai Xiaoxiao hurried to console Wen Ran.

“Could she be suspicious?” Bai Yiyi felt somewhat uneasy.

“She won’t be; the script is being played out exactly as she would want. She will only be secretly pleased,” Qin Mu said with determination in his expression.

Mo Xiuchen pulled Miqin into the elevator, released her hand, and remained silent without speaking.

Miqin didn’t speak either, just stood quietly beside him.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Mo Xiuchen strode out of the elevator, seemingly having forgotten about Miqin whom he had pulled out of the sickroom, moving with long strides toward the entrance.

“Mo General, wait a moment.”

Miqin frowned slightly and called out to Mo Xiuchen.

Mo Xiuchen’s tall figure stopped in the lobby, turned his head, and said to the approaching “Miss Mi, you don’t need to rush to reject me. You can take some time to think it over before you respond.”

Miqin pursed her lips, lifted her eyes to meet Mo Xiuchen’s indifferent gaze, and said softly, “I accept your proposal. When should we go to get the certificate?”

“You don’t need to ask President He?” Mo Xiuchen’s eyes flashed with a slight astonishment and he asked doubtfully.

“This is my own matter; it has nothing to do with him.” Miqin’s voice was somewhat stiff.

Mo Xiuchen furrowed his brows and thought for a moment, “Since you’ve agreed, then stay at my place tonight. I have something to do at the company right now. Tomorrow, we’ll go get the marriage certificate.”

“Stay at your place?”

“Um, get familiar with the environment first.” Mo Xiuchen spoke casually; such a significant matter as marriage, yet he kept making decisions with apparent ease.

Miqin originally had some doubts, but recalling that Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran had also gotten their certificate so easily, and having just been agitated by Wen Ran and Qin Mu, she impulsively chose her.

The joy in her heart surged up once more, washing away her rationality, and she nodded involuntarily.

“Alright.”

“I’ll take you home first, and then head to the company.” Mo Xiuchen finished speaking and turned to leave.

Miqin raised her hand to touch the rapidly beating area over her heart, quickly followed Mo Xiuchen out of the hospital, and arrived at the parking lot.

Although Mo Xiuchen was indifferent, when he wanted to treat someone well, he would put away his indifference. Even though there were no feelings between him and Miqin, now that he had proposed to her, there was a slight warmth toward her.

He opened the car door for her gently, “Miss Mi, please get in.”

Miqin looked at the car door he had opened, “I’ll sit in the front. Sitting in the back feels like having Mo General as a driver.”

“The front seat was previously occupied by Wen Ran. I’ll have it cleaned tomorrow, then you can sit there from now on.”

Mo Xiuchen explained without hesitation, and upon hearing this, Miqin felt a surge of elation once more, laughing to herself that even Wen Ran had her day; Mo Xiuchen found her dirty, needing to wash the car before letting her sit.

She said thank you, bent down, and sat in the car.

Mo Xiuchen closed the car door, walked around the body of the car, and got into the driver’s seat.

He turned his head and told Miqin to “Buckle up.” Then, he started the car and drove onto the roadway.

Miqin sat in the back row, her gaze fixed on the road ahead, but the corner of her eye was always on Mo Xiuchen.

In the quiet car, Mo Xiuchen drove with focus, occasionally glancing at Miqin in the rearview mirror, “Miqin, I don’t like living separately. After we’re married, don’t go back to D Country anymore. Stay in G City. If you want to work, you can join Haochen. If you don’t want to work, just rest at home.”

Halfway through the drive, Mo Xiuchen spoke up indifferently, his deep voice breaking the silence within the car.

Miqin, lost in thought, blinked blankly upon hearing his words, took a moment to process them, then quietly agreed, “Okay.”

The Aston drove into the suburban villa area, and Mo Xiuchen did not drive into the villa, but stopped outside, got out of the car, and led Miqin into the villa.

“Young master, who might this be?”

Nanny Zhang and Housekeeper Uncle Liu came to greet them, both visibly surprised when they saw Miqin with him. After all, their young master rarely brought women home.