Chapter 165 - 165: 1641 don’t trust you
Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict
Translator: 549690339
Hearing the worry in MO Xiuchenâs tone, warmth flooded Wen Ranâs heart. A gentle hue appeared on her face as she softly replied, âShe only mentioned that it had something to do with you, but she didnât tell me the specifics.â
On the other side of the phone, MO Xiuchenâs handsome brow furrowed. Given Cheng Jiaâs feelings towards him, why didnât she approach him directly instead of going to Wen Ran?
âRanran, where did she arrange to meet with you?â He asked hesitantly.
The traffic light turned green and Wen Ran continued on her way. She told MO Xiuchen the name of the coffee shop she and Cheng Jia had agreed to meet at, adding, âYou donât need to worry, itâs broad daylight and she canât do anything to me. Besides, she wouldnât be so stupid.â
âRanran, Iâll come over immediately, donât hang up.â
During their conversation, MO Xiuchen grabbed his car keys and left his office. Wen Ran could hear him give brief instructions over the phone asking for a document to be left on his desk.
Feeling a bit guilty, Wen Ran realized that although she did initially feel uneasy about Cheng Jiaâs possible scheming, it wouldnât make sense for her to try anything. It would just negate her previous show of honesty.
âYouâre busy, you donât have to rush over.â
âBut, I worry about you.â
Having left his office, MO Xiuchen quickly descended to the elevator.
He was indeed very busy. With MO Jingteng in the hospital, all of the MS Groupâs affairs were handled by MO Xiuchen. MO Jingteng planned to convene a board meeting tomorrow to announce MO Xiuchen as his successor.
The media had already been informed. At this critical juncture, she didnât want him to be distracted by other matters. Even attending a dinner with medicinal herb business associates later in the evening, she preferred for him not to attend in person, letting Qin Mu take his place instead.
Although MO Xiuchen was an indispensable figure in MS group, Wen Ran knew that Xiao Wenqing would be unyielding, trying to make things difficult for him. The sight of MO Xiuchen being troubled greatly upset her.
âDonât worry, Iâm almost at the coffee shop. Plus, I wonât hang up the phone, youâll be able to hear my conversation with Cheng Jia.â
Waiting in front of the elevator, his noble figure standing tall, MO Xiuchen fell silent for a moment before reluctantly agreeing, âAlright, then donât hang up.â
His hands were indeed full. As Wen Ran had anticipated, Xiao Wenqing was
doing her utmost these past few days to give him trouble. Unfortunately for her, she was the mother of a good-for-nothing, who threw in the towel during a senior leadership meeting earlier that afternoon.
âOkay!â
A soft smile bloomed on Wen Ranâs lips. Despite the cloudy and windy weather outside, MO Xiuchenâs concern warmed her from the inside out.
Wen Ran didnât hang up the phone as she strode into the coffee shop and placed it into her purse. The environment inside the shop was quiet and elegant, the music was soft, and there were not many people. She spotted Cheng Jia sitting by the window. She was wearing a popular autumn-wear trench coat and had applied makeup to cover her pale complexion from her recent injury.
Just looking at her appearance, Cheng Jia was indeed a beauty. No wonder Xiao Wenqing had chosen her. As Wen Ran thought of this, she strode to Cheng Jiaâs table and sat down in front of her.
Cheng Jia offered her a slight smile. Her gaze was calm, devoid of previous resentment and chilliness. She spoke with civility, âMiss Wen, what would you like to drink?â
The waiter who had been following Wen Ran stepped forward. Wen Ran reciprocated with a gentle smile and politely ordered, âA cup of hot water, please!â
âAlright, please wait a moment!â
Promptly, the waiter politely replied and turned to leave.
Facing Cheng Jiaâs surprised gaze, Wen Ran explained calmly, âI havenât been feeling well these past few days and I donât feel like drinking coffee.â
Cheng Jiaâs face instantly turned into a look of concern, âMiss Wen, are you not feeling well? Did you see a doctor?â
Wen Ran smiled subtly, âItâs nothing serious. I donât need to see a doctor. I have a lot of matters to deal with at the factory, so letâs get to the point.â
Wen Ran was unaccustomed to Cheng Jiaâs polite demeanor, and it made her suspicious.
A cup of hot water was promptly brought to Wen Ran. Her delicate fingers absently caressed the glass, opting not to drink just yet. She listened to Cheng Jiaâs concerned inquiry,
âMiss Wen, was Young Master MO really upset yesterday?â
As she asked this, Cheng Jiaâs view swept over Wen Ranâs white neck. Even though she was wearing a high-necked knit sweater, the traces of the previous night were faintly visible. It had not been completely concealed.
This sight was like a needle pricking at the tip of her heart, causing sharp pain.
Wen Ran lightly bit her lips, âItâs okay, he wasnât too upset. After all, what he has been through since childhood is far more brutal than anything you mentioned. â
Therefore, even if he did have some emotions, it wouldnât cause him to break down.
Cheng Jiaâs facial expression slightly changed. Her brow furrowed revealing worry and sorrow. There was a bitter taste in her voice as she said, âAll the pain and danger that Young Master MO experienced was because of Xiao Wenqing.
She was always trying to get rid of him.â
Wen Ran calmly looked at Cheng Jia, her sorrow and anger didnât seem feigned. She genuinely cared for MO Xiuchen, otherwise, she wouldnât have confessed about those matters.
âMiss Wen, can I ask you a question?â
Seeing Wen Ran silently looking at her, Cheng Jia blinked her eyes, controlled her emotions and politely asked.
Wen Ran nodded, her voice calm, âWhat is it?â
There was a flash of hesitation in Cheng Jiaâs eyes, seemingly finding it hard to ask the question. Looking at Wen Ranâs beautiful face, even though she was reluctant to admit it, Wen Ran was becoming more and more beautiful.
When she first met her, Wen Ran was already beautiful but there was some naive childhood innocence in her eyes. But now, being married and showered with MO Xiuchenâs love and affection, she was akin to a glowing pearl, resplendent in all its glory.
Cheng Jiaâs hand unconsciously clenched with jealousy, âMiss Wen, do you love Young Master MO?â
The color in Wen Ranâs eyes shifted.
At the same time, in the office of the general manager of MS Group, MO Xiuchen who was in conversation with Wen Ran held his pen suspended above a file. He focused all of his attention on their phone call.
The question Cheng Jia asked was something he himself wanted to know.
He could feel that Wen Ran treated him well, diligently trying to be a good wife. However, her good treatment was mostly due to their initial arrangement, she was simply fulfilling a promise.
What he hoped for was not her treating him well out of a commitment to a promise, but treating him well because she genuinely cared about him.
Just as he cared for her.
At this moment, MO Xiuchen was not his usual intelligent and strategic self. Instead, he seemed more akin to a stubborn little boy who, having given someone else candy, stubbornly wanted a candy in return. This side of him only surfaced in front of Wen Ran..