Chapter 242: 241 Don’t listen to MO Xiuchen’s nonsense
Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict
Translator: 549690339
That voice didnât come from Luo Haofengâs mouth!
Wen Ran flinched upon hearing it, a trace of confusion crossing her brow before she heard MO Xiuchenâs voice.
Understanding dawned on her then. Right at that moment, down in the living room, MO Xiuchen lounging on the sofa suddenly looked up towards her.
âRanran, youâre up!â
Seeing her standing in the staircase, MO Xiuchenâs lips curved into a smile. He rose from the sofa and strode towards her.
Wen Ran held onto the handrail as she came downstairs. Her gaze flitted over Luo Haofeng sitting on the sofa, finally settling on MO Xiuchen. âWhy did you come down without changing your clothes?â
MO Xiuchen chuckled and reached out to grasp her hand as she descended the stairs. His voice clear and merry as he said, âNo rush. Youâre in time, just in time to hear Ah Fengâs drunken confessions from last night.â
âMO Xiuchen! â
On the sofa, Luo Haofeng stopped the recording, glowering at MO Xiuchen. If only he could actually take him on, he wouldâve definitely given him a good lesson today to get back at him for last night.
Wen Ran looked at him curiously, âWhat drunken confessions?â
Last night, after their own amorous interlude, MO Xiuchen merely mentioned Luo Haofeng had gotten drunk and was sleeping in the living room downstairs.
She was too exhausted to press for details and simply succumbed to sleep.
Looking at Luo Haofengâs furious face, then at MO Xiuchenâs smug expression, she couldnât help a tremor of amusement.
Obviously, MO Xiuchen deliberately recorded Luo Haofengâs drunken rants.
And perhaps even set him up on purpose.
MO Xiuchen, still holding Wen Ranâs hand, guided her back to the sofa. His eyes twinkled with amusement as he looked at Luo Haofeng and cheerily urged him. âAh Feng, thereâs still one classic line left. You have to let us listen to it. Now that Ranranâs here, why donât you tell us how you lost to Bai Xiaoxiao.â
âLost to Xiaoxiao?â
Wen Ranâs confusion deepened. Intrigued, she thought, âDid Luo Haofeng encounter Xiaoxiao? He even lost to her?â
If she remembered correctly, Xiaoxiao always avoided him whenever possible, even going out of her way to do so.
A sequence of expressions flickered across Luo Haofengâs face. Being watched by MO Xiuchenâs laughing eyes and Wen Ranâs questioning stare, he felt like he wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.
âHow had he been tricked by MO Xiuchen?â he wondered.
Knowing full well his tendency to blurt out truths when drunk, he shouldnât have drank so much last night. Above all, he shouldnât have spent the night with MO Xiuchen.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âNo, donât believe MO Xiuchenâs nonsense.â
How could Luo Haofeng ever admit that heâd tried to make a fool of Bai Xiaoxiao and ended up being laughed at instead?
Not only did she manage to cancel his proposition from before, but he also ended up agreeing to serve as her groom for one full year.
Regardless of the season or time of the day, wherever in the world he might be, as long as she, Bai Xiaoxiao, wants to ride a horse, he has to show up.
MO Xiuchenâs brows lifted in amusement as he turned to Little Liu. âLittle Liu, am I spouting nonsense here? Since Ah Feng doesnât want us to listen in, why donât you tell Ranran what else he said last night?â
All this while, unnoticed Little Liu was suddenly called upon. Fumbling for a response.
He dumbly went âuhâ, blinked, then quicldy glanced at Luo Haofeng. The latter gestured a throat-cutting motion at him, making Little Liu instinctively cringe. âYoung Master Luo, well..
MO Xiuchenâs face darkened, âWhat are you afraid of?â
Little Liu pursed his lips. Even though he didnât want to offend Luo Haofeng, his own masterâs order came first. He just hoped Luo Haofeng wouldnât hold it against him.
âMadam, last night Young Master Luo saidâ¦â
âIt doesnât matter what you say, what I spoke last night, hear it for yourself.
Anyway, both of you have already heard it, one more person wonât matter.â
With a huff, Luo Haofeng restarted the recording. With wide interested eyes, Wen Ran listened intently to Luo Haofeng and MO Xiuchenâs conversation.
When she heard him say, âWho would want to woo her? I wonât even if sheâs given to me as a gift,â Wen Ranâs eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.
Luo Haofeng was slightly taken aback that heâd say such things. He closed his eyes and exhaled deeply in annoyance, throwing a venomous glance in the instigatorâs direction.
It wouldnât have mattered saying such things in front of Bai Xiaoxiao, but saying it in front of her good friend was a different story.
âRanran, when I called Ah Feng yesterday afternoon, he was with Bai Xiaoxiao. He was trying to embarrass her, but instead came down flat on his face.â, MO
Xiuchen explained in a calm and leveled voice. Suddenly, Wen Ran understood. So, this whole monologue facade was just because Luo Haofeng had ignored his calls yesterday afternoon?
Seeing Luo Haofengâs face darken considerably, Wen Ran stifled her laughter and asked curiously, âLuo Haofeng, what was the wager in your horse-riding competition with Xiaoxiao?â
âWhat wager? Nothing.â
Luo Haofeng answered grumpily, scratched his head, and decided to ignore them. He planned to return home for a shower, and then sleep.
Wen Ran chuckled disbelievingly, âXiaoxiao mentioned before that she always avoids you and wouldnât stir up trouble with you voluntarily. Seems like, youâre the one who picked the quarrel with her, and there mustâve been a wager. You must have thought youâd win.â
Meanwhile, MO Xiuchen remained silent, watching Wen Ran with a smile playing around his lips.
Her voice was soft, pleasant to the ear, âIf Iâm not mistaken, your horse-riding skills are quite commendable. You were confident that Xiaoxiao wouldnât be able to beat you. But youâve miscalculated. Horse riding is actually Xiaoxiaoâs favorite hobby. She has taken professional equestrian training and devoted more time to that than her studies.â
The disbelief on Luo Haofengâs face was apparent. He was stunned by Wen Ranâs words.
Bai Xiaoxiao, that vixen, seemed like a spoiled, haughty rich girl on the surface. As far as he was concerned, her joining the company was nothing more than a way to live off others.
But, heâs had two showdowns with her, and each time he had been beaten.
It hurt his pride. From now on, he and Bai Xiaoxiao were sworn enemies.
As Wen Ran continued to analyze his horse-riding competition with Bai Xiaoxiao, Luo Haofengâs phone buzzed, vibrating with Bai Xiaoxiaoâs incoming call, interrupting the words Wen Ran was about to say.
Luo Haofeng pulled out his phone. Seeing the caller ID, his face changed abruptly, anger quickly pooling in his narrowed eyes.
Wen Ran caught his expression and asked with a smile, âIs it Xiaoxiao calling you? Donât tell me you lost a horse-riding match and now youâve become her 24/7 on-call servant?â
âThatâs a real possibility!â
MO Xiuchen fanned the flames from the side while Little Liu, not being part of their group, dared not make fun of Luo Haofeng and quietly stood off to the side, keeping a low profile..