Chapter 167 - 167: 166 You sell yourself for profit
Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict
Translator: 549690339
The last sentence Wen Ran spoke, seeped in an abrupt trace of sharp menace.
Cheng Jiaâs face changed in an instant, all her pretenses crumbled due to Wen
Ranâs threatening warning, turning into her usual sharp, disdainful self. âWen Ran,â she scoffed, âDo you actually believe Young Master MO has feelings for you? All he desires is your body. Once he tires of it, youâll be meaningless to him. But Iâm different. I can help Young Master MO take revenge on Xiao Wenqing. â
âDonât worry, I will not compete with you for him,â she continued, âI will wait, wait for Young Master MO to recognize my worth, wait for him to get over the little girl who saved him, and fall in love with me. Sure, I didnât save him back then, but I saved him last time, making me his savior too.â
âBut youâre different, Wen Ran,â she taunted, âYouâre nothing, just a woman selling her body for gains. Young Master MO isnât a fool. Given a choice, heâd surely pick the one who matters more to him.â
With a look of disdain, Cheng Jia stared at Wen Ran. In her eyes, she was more useful than Wen Ran. When disaster struck Wen Ranâs home, she was just a damsel in distress. Based on her situation back then, even if any man offered, she would have likely traded herself.
Such a woman was not deserving of MO Xiuchen.
Bu Cheng Jia was different. She had been quietly in love with MO Xiuchen for so many years. It wasnât her real intention to harm him by helping Xiao Wenqing. Her real aim was to get close to MO Xiuchen and make him fall in love with her. If he shared the same feelings for her, she could tell him everything she knew.
With her help, it would be much easier for MO Xiuchen to deal with Xiao Wenqing and take his revenge for past wrongs.
Wen Ran gave a cold, dismissive smile, too weary to argue with this madwoman any further. âI wish you good luck in achieving your goals,â she said.
Leaving behind those sarcastic words, Wen Ran turned to leave.
âWen Ran, I will definitely become Young Master Moâs woman,â
Cheng Jia muttered bitterly, staring at Wen Ranâs vanishing silhouette. Her ferocious expression suggested a desire to tear Wen Ran to pieces.
Upon leaving the café, Wen Ran felt somewhat uneasy. Cheng Jiaâs last words werenât empty threats. She would spare no effort to achieve her goals.
Although MO Xiuchen had assured her that he wouldnât get excessively involved with Cheng Jia, or harbor any feelings for her despite certain incidents, the road ahead was long. Seeing Cheng Jia could help MO Xiuchen, she couldnât overlook the inexplicable frustration and concern in her heart.
Distracted, Wen Ran walked towards the parking lot, completely forgetting she was still on the phone with MO Xiuchen. It was only when she got in the car and her phone rang twice indicating a low battery that she finally snapped back to reality.
Midway through fastening her seatbelt, Wen Ran dug her phone out of her bag. Seeing the automatic shutdown black screen, she furrowed her brow. She put the phone back in her bag, refastened her seatbelt and drove off.
At MS Group, MO Xiuchen stared pensively at the disconnected call on his phone. His thin lips tightened into a grim line. He had heard everything from Cheng Jiaâs conversation with Wen Ran.
That Cheng Jia was overestimating her worth. Thinking that he, MO Xiuchen, would care for her profits and choose her over his beloved. If she made his woman uncomfortable, he wouldnât let her get off easy.
Since she wanted to be useful, he would make her so.
A flicker of cold harshness flashed in his eyes. He dialed a number, and after the phone rang a few times, Little Liuâs respectful voice came from the other end: âHello, young master.â
âBuy something and go to Cheng Jiaâs. Check on her head wound and ask when sheâll be able to return to work,â MO Xiuchenâs seemingly caring words were devoid of any emotion which took Little Liu by surprise. After a moment of hesitation, Little Liu replied with a simple âOkay.â
Half an hour later, Cheng Jia called.
Seeing the incoming call, a trace of coldness flashed in MO Xiuchenâs eyes. He leaned back in his chair, pressed the answer key, and responded indifferently with a brief greeting.
âYoung Master MO, I want to thank you for sending Little Liu to check up on me with some fruit. How are you doing after what happened last night?â
Cheng Jia was coquettishly sweet on the phone, her soft voice was the kind that could allure any man.
However, MO Xiuchen, the âabnormalâ man, was indifferent to it. In a bland tone, he said, âThe company has been really busy lately. You should recover quickly and get back to work.â
âMO Xiuchen, Iâm ready to go back to work now.â
As soon as he finished, she immediately agreed. Well, she had enough energy to provoke Wen Ran and sow discord, so why couldnât she go to work?
After her confession last night, she didnât sleep well. But now hearing MO Xiuchen asking her to return to work, the anxiety she had been feeling finally dissolved.
âAre you sure you can work with your injury not fully healed yet?â
MO Xiuchenâs voice did not carry any particular concern, instead, it was more distant and indifferent than before. Cheng Jia felt hurt, but understood that for him to accept her again was already a significant gesture.
âYoung Master MO, I really can work,â Cheng Jia hastily assured him, afraid that she would lose the opportunity to return to work. Thinking back to her words at the café, she had been blinded by jealousy. The more she thought about it, the more she felt fearful. She had seen MO Xiuchenâs concern for Wen
Ran.
If Wen Ran had influenced him in any way, he would surely be angry.
âI recall, you mentioned last night there was an issue related to the construction site, right?â Unexpectedly, MO Xiuchen changed the subject. It took Cheng Jia by surprise, and after a second or two, she came back to her senses. Her heart sped up as she summoned the courage to ask, âYoung Master MO, are you free tonight? I can cook some home-made dishes for you while I explain whatâs going on.â
âTonight?â
âYes, tonight!â
Cheng Jiaâs grip on her phone tightened slightly, her eyes lighting up with anticipation. Since MO Xiuchen hadnât immediately refused, it was a positive sign for her.
âYoung Master MO, besides the construction site issue, I also have some information about the previous H City drug incident.â
âAlright then!â
Upon hearing this, Cheng Jiaâs heart filled with joy. âYoung Master MO, I will definitely cook some of your favorite dishes.â
Cheng Jia was overjoyed. She even treated Little Liu, who she normally never spoke kindly to, with pleasantness. She dismissed him and planned to buy ingredients to cook dinner for MO Xiuchen. Little Liu was taken aback as he watched Cheng Jia, her joy evident. He had no choice but to believe her. Getting into the car with a frown of confusion, he wondered how the usually indifferent young master suddenly started caring for Cheng Jia and even agreed to have dinner at her place.
What if the young madam hears of this? Wouldnât she be angry?
With a furrowed brow and a shake of his head, Little Liu glanced at Cheng Jia through the car window as she walked briskly towards the supermarket. He pursed his lips, undecided as to whether he should call the young madam..