Chapter 133 - 133: Who does 132 mean to you?

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Seeing Xiao Wenqing, not only was Wen Ran astounded, but a fleeting look of surprise also passed through MO Xiuchen’s eyes.

However, it quickly faded and was replaced by a cold indifference, a layer of sternness washing over his handsome features.

In the private room, MO Jingteng saw his son’s anger, promptly stood up, and greeted them with a smile, ‘Xiuchen, Wen Ran, don’t just stand at the door, come in. After you left, your aunt came to see me at the office, so I brought her along. ”

Next to him, Xiao Wenqing also stood up, her well-preserved face bearing a feigned smile. She left her seat and headed towards Xiuchen and Wen Ran, “I heard that your dad was treating Ranran to dinner, so I thought I’d join in. Ranran, don’t just stand there, come and sit.”

If it was before, Wen Ran could still put up with Xiao Wenqing, but after the shark fin soup incident, just seeing Xiao Wenqing triggered a surge of anger in her. She simply couldn’t bring herself to fake a smile at her.

Nor did she want to humour her at all!

MO Xiuchen completely ignored Xiao Wenqing, treating her as if she was invisible. He led Wen Ran to the round table and pulled out a chair for her in a

gentlemanly manner, saying softly, “Ranran, sit!”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Thank you!”

Wen Ran flashed him a small smile, not wanting MO Xiuchen to be in a bad mood because of someone.

Xiao Wenqing, being ignored, was seething but outwardly bore only a hint of embarrassment, revealing none of the hatred or malevolence in her heart.

MO Jingteng dared not object to MO Xiuchen’s actions, he merely glanced at Xiao Wenqing, signaling her with his eyes to sit back down. He then turned to ask Wen Ran what she would like to eat.

MO Xiuchen instantly rang the bell. A waiter quickly came in and respectfully handed him the menu.

Without even glancing at the menu, he rattled off a series of dish names that he knew Wen Ran loved. He returned the menu to the waiter adding, “That’s all, please serve the dishes quickly.”

“Of course, Young Master MO!”

The waiter answered with a smile and left the private room.

MO Jingteng hadn’t even had a chance to order when MO Xiuchen dismissed the waiter. He was a bit upset but did not dare to vent his frustration.

Xiao Wenqing returned to her seat, a fake smile returning to her face. She tried to present herself as a tolerant and loving elder figure in front of MO Jingteng. However, before she could open her mouth, MO Xiuchen’s deep and sharp eyes fell on her, and he coldly asked, “Did you have dinner with Ranran last

Thursday night?”

At his words, Xiao Wenqing’s heart dropped and her smile froze for a moment. As a master actress, however, she quickly regained her composure, “Yes, your dad heard that Ranran had been kidnapped and injured in F City and was very worried.”

A chill flashed through MO Xiuchen’s eyes, which then coldly turned to MO Jingteng. He could not mistake the implications in Xiao Wenqing’s words. Even though he knew she was trying to shift the blame onto MO Jingteng, he was still extremely angry.

The fact that Wen Ran was kidnapped in F City was known to few.

Since MO Jingteng knew about Wen Ran’s kidnapping and that she had been drugged during the ordeal, did his request for Xiao Wenqing to see Wen Ran suggest that he suspected Wen Ran…?

Gazed at by his son with questioning eyes, MO Jingteng gave Xiao Wenqing a cool look, calmly explaining, “You and Wen Ran live outside while rarely coming home, leaving me no opportunity to show concern. Hence, I asked your mother to give Wen Ran a call when she had the time, to ask if her wounds had healed.”

“And what about the shark fin soup, whose idea was that?”

MO Xiuchen, not wanting to beat about the bush, went straight to the point.

Initially, he thought it was purely Xiao Wenqing’s idea, but now he suddenly wondered if his father might have been involved too.

At that thought, an indescribable fury filled him.

Wen Ran sat quietly on the side, studying the expressions of MO Jingteng and Xiao Wenqing as MO Xiuchen talked.

When MO Xiuchen asked ‘whose idea was it,’ MO Jingteng blinked involuntarily, instinctively avoiding MO Xiuchen’s sharp, knife-like gaze.

Her heart suddenly sank heavily..