Chapter 247: 246 Try to get along
Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict
Translator: 549690339
After taking advantage, MO Xiuchen finally realized he was actually torturing himself.
In the cinema, the most he could do was just kiss Wen Ran. He couldnât do anything more, and it just ended up making him frustrated.
Barely waiting for the movie to end, he took Wen Ranâs hand and left the cinema. He couldnât care less about Cheng Jia and Little Liu who were following behind, and headed straight for the parking lot.
âYoung Master MO, Miss Wen!â
Behind them, Cheng Jia seemed to understand why MO Xiuchen was eager to leave. She couldnât control her feelings and called out to them.
MO Xiuchen and Wen Ran turned around, their eyes asking what she wanted.
Cheng Jia rushed up to them, looked at MO Xiuchen, and said, âYoung Master
MO, where are you and Miss Wen going? Little Liu and I have nowhere to go. Can we come with you?â
MO Xiuchen glanced at Wen Ran in his arms and calmly said, âWeâre heading home to rest. You and Little Liu should go home early too. Iâm giving him the night off. You can keep him.â
Cheng Jiaâs face stiffened, unable to accept MO Xiuchenâs straightforwardness.
MO Xiuchen ignored her, turned to Little Liu next to her, and spoke calmly, âYou and Cheng Jia are both adults. You donât need to hold back. Spend some time together and see. If you end up liking each other, Iâll host your wedding. If you donât want to be together after spending more time together, then you can part on good terms.â
His words hinted at Little Liu to enjoy whatâs given and not have any burdens. He was not giving Cheng Jia to Liu for him to take responsibility for her.
Even though MO Xiuchen didnât have any experience with women before, he had seen many. From Cheng Jiaâs behavior, he knew that she must have had been involved with a man before.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
For a woman like Cheng Jia, Little Liu didnât need to take any responsibility for her.
Cheng Jiaâs body trembled violently. In the dark, her face couldnât be seen, but from her tight lips, one could barely discern her feelings at the moment.
âMO Xinchen. letâs go!â
Wen Ranâs eyebrows slightly furrowed. Cheng Jia had already had a tough enough night. She was afraid that if she provoked her further, she might react negatively. There was plenty of time, theyâd observe her for a bit longer.
âHm!â
MO Xiuchen, thinking of the romance ahead, was even less interested than
Wen Ran in dealing with Cheng Jia. He took Wen Ran and hurried away, leaving Cheng Jia standing alone in the cold night, shivering, and uncertain whether it was her heart or her body that was cold.
When MO Zixuan woke up, he was lying in his own bedroom on the third floor of the MO mansion.
When he opened his eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable and frowned; his head was slightly painful, and he felt groggy and wasnât sure why he was here.
Xiao Wenqing was sitting on a couch a few steps away. Seeing him wake up, joy spread across her face, and she quickly approached, asking worriedly, âZixuan, you finally woke up. You gave me quite a scare. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?â
MO Zixuanâs frown deepened at Xiao Wenqingâs concerned face. He asked, puzzled, âMom, why am I here? I remember that you called me, and I went to the clinic to pick you up.â
Xiao Wenqingâs face changed slightly, and then she showed a worrisome expression again, âYou said it must be because youâve been working too hard these days and didnât rest well. Thatâs why you suddenly fainted, and it really scared me.â
âDid I faint?â
MO Zixuan tried to remember, but his mind was a mess. He had no memory of fainting.
âWhy does my head hurt?â
He raised his hand to his head, clearly uncomfortable. Seeing this, Xiao
Wenqing immediately stopped him and said, âZixuan, you hit your head when you fainted. You need to rest now and not think about anything. Iâve asked the housekeeper to make some pork bone soup for you. Iâm going to get it for you. After you eat, youâll feel better and can get some sleep. Youâll be fine when you wake up tomorrow.â
âAlright!â
MO Zixuan hesitated, then gave up trying to remember. When Xiao Wenqing left, he sat up on the bed and blankly looked at the ceiling.
He didnât know why, but he felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. He couldnât describe this feeling, but he didnât like this sensation. It was as though he had lost something important.
âMom, whereâs my phone?â MO Zixuan asked as soon as Xiao Wenqing brought him the soup.
Xiao Wenqing smiled gently and responded, âWhat do you need your phone for right after waking up? Eat this bowl of soup first, and then Iâll give you your phone. â
âBy the way, did Zhou Lin call me while I was unconscious?â
MO Zixuan took the bowl of soup and asked calmly. Xiao Wenqing shook her head and asked back, âWhy would Zhou Lin call you? Are you still in contact with her?â
Could it be that he forgot about Wen Ran and fell for Zhou Lin instead?
No, that was impossible. He had only lost his memory of Wen Ran. His distaste for Zhou Lin hadnât lessened at all, so there was no way he could suddenly fall for her.
Xiao Wenqing dismissed her suspicions internally. She heard MO Zixuan say, âNo, why would I be in contact with her? She sent me a text message this afternoon, asking me to visit her at the hospital. She said something else too, but I canât remember. Give me my phone, and Iâll check.â
âYou eat, and Iâll check for you.â
Xiao Wenqing feigned anger and glared at him, then took out his phone to
check with a hint of doubt- She had only deleted Wen Ranâs calls. hilt she had
forgotten to check his messages.
âIâm going to call your dad and tell him about your fainting. You eat quickly. Iâll be back soon.â
Xiao Wenqing was shocked when she saw the message Zhou Lin had sent. She got up abruptly from her chair. Sensing her own abruptness, she made an excuse and quickly left the room.
MO Zixuan frowned at the sight of Xiao Wenqing leaving in a hurry. Was it necessary to call his dad in such a hurry? And why did she take his phone?
He stared blankly for a moment, not content with his current condition. Once he heard Xiao Wenqingâs footsteps fade, he stopped thinking and lowered his head to concentrate on his soup.
Suburban Villa
When MO Xiuchen and Wen Ran arrived home and entered their master bedroom on the second floor, MO Xiuchen couldnât wait to pull Wen Ran into his arms and lean down for an eager kissâ¦
âUm⦠MO Xiuchenâ
Wen Ranâs heart skipped a beat. She was forced to wrap her arms around MO Xiuchenâs neck, unable to withstand his assertive and domineering advance. She kept losing ground, and by the time she fell onto the spacious bed, her coat had already been thrown onto the soft blanket by MO Xiuchen.
âRanran, kiss me!â
MO Xiuchen suddenly pulled away from her lips and kissed the sensitive area behind her ear. His raw, sexy voice pounded on her heart. Wen Ran couldnât help but tilt her face slightly upward and return his kissâ¦
âHelp me undress!â
MO Xiuchen let out a pleasurable sigh, guiding her hand towards his waist. His kisses moved from her neck downward, branding every inch of her soft, fair skinâ¦.