Chapter 409: 408 Hero Saves the Beauty
Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict
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âHello!â
Mo Xiuchen glanced at Gu Kai opposite him. Without avoiding Wen Ran, he answered Mo Zixuanâs call in front of her.
âLetâs talk.â
On the other end of the phone, hearing Mo Xiuchenâs voice, Mo Zixuan tightly pursed his lips before speaking coldly.
Until this call, he was still hesitant in his heart, unsure whether or not he should listen to Mo Xiuchen and cooperate with him.
Mo Xiuchen raised his eyes to look at Gu Kai, asking him with his eyes whether the work from yesterday was done. Gu Kai understood Mo Xiuchenâs question from his gaze and returned a look. Understanding what was happening, Mo Xiuchen faintly smirked, his tone cool. âTime, location!â
The total call time was only two minutes.
After hanging up the call, Mo Xiuchen slid his cards to the center of the table. âMo Zixuan needs me for something. I canât come anymore, and you three are not allowed to drag Ranran into this. Ranran, I am going out for a while. They are not strangers, you donât need to treat them as guests. If youâre bored, invite Bai Xiaoxiao to keep you company.â
Wen Jinâs eyes brightened, and he said with a splendid smile: âThatâs a good idea, Ranran. If youâre afraid of losing, call Bai Xiaoxiao. She must be bored alone at home.â
âXiaoxiao canât move easily right now, who will go to pick her up!â
âI can go. After all, I donât have anything else to do.â
Luo Haofeng was very proactive. Ignoring the weird smiles from Gu Kai and Wen Jin, he adjusted his suit as Mo Xiuchen did and pushed down his cards and stood up.
Seeing Luo Haofeng being so proactive, Wen Ran showed a bright smile. âThen Iâll call Xiaoxiao and see if she is willing to come.â
**Shen Yuting couldnât ever imagine that she would encounter a thief on New Yearâs Eve. Just after she had left a specialty store, her wallet was snatched away.
She was stunned for a second, then she reacted and shouted immediately: âSomeone come, catch the thiefâ¦â
Even before her shout was over, the thief who had snatched her wallet had already run far away. Despite many onlookers, not one person offered to help.
Ignoring her high heels, and thinking about the money, valuables, and identification in the wallet, she set off chasing the thief in her high heels.
With the hustle and bustle of the street and the thiefâs quick maneuvers through the crowd, she was anxious. She didnât get far before a tall figure rushed past her. As the person passed by, his voice blew into her ear: âDonât worry, Iâll get it back for you.â
Shen Yuting paused, the voice sounded familiar.
Her heart skipped a beat as she watched the figure running ahead of her. But the similarity of the voice was nothing compared to the shock she received from the recognition of the figure.
By the time she snapped back to her senses, the man and the thief had disappeared.
She pursed her lips and continued to run forward. Finally, at the end of the street, she saw the thief, begging for mercy on the ground, and the man holding her wallet.
The sunlight hit him, casting a long shadow on the ground.
All she saw was his profile, with deep features and clear lines.
Shen Yuting stood a few steps away, forgetting to move forward, just staring at the man. Sensing her gaze, the man turned his head, looked at her, and waved at her.
âHereâs your wallet. Check if anything is missing. As for this thief, do you want to hand him over to the police or do something else?â
âSister, please, donât turn me into the police, my grandmother is sick and I donât have money to treat her, I had no choice but to steal your money, please, sister, brotherâ¦â
The thief was a teenager in his teens.
Shen Yuting frowned slightly, opened her wallet to take a look. There was no money missing. Then she looked at the teenager who kept kowtowing. She didnât know if his tears aroused her compassion, or if the man next to her was disturbing her thoughts.
She asked: âWhat about your parents? Donât they care for your grandmother?â
âMy mother is dead, my father married a wicked woman, and she drove me and my grandma out of the houseâ¦â
As the boy was narrating amidst tears and a runny nose, Shen Yuting felt a vague ache in her heart. She pursed her lips and took out a handful of cash from her wallet, all hundred-yuan bills. âHere, take this to treat your grandmother. Even if you donât have money, donât steal or rob.â
âThank you, sister, thank you, brotherâ¦â
The teenager was stunned for a moment, emotionally taking the money she handed him, kowtowing a few more times. Shen Yuting told him to rush home and get his grandmother treated promptly. Only then did he get up and leave.
âYouâre really kind, even sympathetic to someone who stole from you.â
A voice full of idle whispers revelead a hint of mockery.
Shen Yuting turned her head to look at the handsome man in front of her with a indifferent expression. He was the man she met in the bar that night. That night, she didnât end up treating him to a meal in the end and he also didnât tell her his name.
If she hadnât bumped into him today, she would have forgotten about his existence, after all, while he looks similar to the man she likes, he is still not him.
âThank you for just now. If it were not for you, I would not have been able to get my wallet back. As for the money, consider it doing a good deed. Are you free now? I want to treat you to a cup of coffee as a thank you.â
Shen Yuting smiled at the man standing in front of her who was nearly a head taller than her. He was only wearing a shirt underneath and over it, a dark-colored woolen sweater. His casual suit wrapped around his slender legs. This kind of dress gave off an air of laziness and sexiness.
Jiang Liu squinted his eyes, the corner of his mouth hooked into a nonchalant smile. âArenât you afraid the same thing will happen as that night?â
Upon hearing this, Shen Yutingâs expression froze, and a flash of embarrassment crossed her face. âThat night, it was an accident.â
âI donât like drinking coffee outside. If youâre sincere, come to my house and make me a cup of coffee.â
After Jiang Liu finished speaking, he didnât wait for her response and turned to leave.
Shen Yuting opened her mouth, but seeing him already leaving, she got stuck on her words.
Standing in place, she stared at his handsome figure for a while before following him as he was about to walk out of her sight.
Jiang Liu never looked back. Through the glass window of the shop, he saw Shen Yuting coming after him. The corners of his mouth raised, and a perverse smile flashed in his eyes. As long as she dared to go back to his house, he was determined to make her his woman today.
He had gone to great lengths to find out about Shen Yutingâs identity and her relationship with Mo Xiuchen. It turned out that, just like Cheng Jia, both of them were women infatuated with Mo Xiuchen. That was good enough. If Mo Xiuchen didnât want them, he would âacceptâ them in his stead.
It wouldnât be in vain that he had a face similar to Mo Xiuchenâs and had deliberately mimicked his temperament and demeanor.
After walking the street, Jiang Liu finally stopped. Shen Yuting caught up with him and asked in puzzlement, âWhere is your house?â
âAhead, in that apartment.â
Jiang Liu pointed to the apartment building in front. That was where he had just rented. The rent was paid with the money given to him by Cheng Jia.