Chapter 50 - 50: Maybe, he isn’t sick at all.

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In contrast to her nervousness, MO Xiuchen was calm and composed.

Her menstruation had tempered a certain romantic thought of his. Embracing her felt good.

She buried her head in his chest, her breath a delicate fragrance against his heart.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The scent of her hair and her body wafted into his lungs as he breathed, melting away the icy loneliness that had long lingered in his heart. Soft and warm, this feeling gently permeated his heart.

He suddenly understood why during his business trip, he had been constantly preoccupied, why he cut his journey short to return earlier than planned.

His lips curved into a knowing smile. His hold around her waist tightened slightly as he softly said in her ear, “Relax a little. I’m not being to eat you.”

“I’m not used to this!”

Wen Ran’s voice emanated from within his chest, unnaturally stiff.

“Start getting used to it then. If you can’t sleep, you won’t have to work tomorrow.”

MO Xiuchen held back his laughter. His last words were tinted with an ominous warning, causing Wen Ran to frown, leaving her at a loss for words, her silent protest was all that she could muster.

At the MO family residence.

MO Zixuan entered the living room, didn’t even take off his shoes, headed straight for the stairs. A bit tipsy, he simply ignored Xiao Wenqing sitting on the sofa.

“Zixuan, didn’t I ask you to come home early? Why did you go drinking again?”

MO Zixuan swung his head away from her hand that came to aid him and retorted mockingly, “Apart from drinking, what else could I do?”

Xiao Wenqing’s face fluctuated as he brushed her hand away. Subduing her frustration, she asked quietly, “Didn’t I ask you to call Zhou Lin? Zixuan, you can’t destroy your whole life because of a single Wen Ran. She is already MO Xiuchen’s wife…”

“Don’t mention MO Xiuchen to me! He’s not even a real man. He did it on purpose, knew I loved Ranran and so he took her away. I will definitely get Ranran back…”

MO Zixuan suddenly glared at Xiao Wenqing in anger. She had no idea how bitter his heart was.

“Keep your voice down, it’s a good thing your dad is not back yet. If he saw you like this, he would scold you again.”

Xiao Wenqing admonished in a lower voice, glancing at the door, it was eleven o’clock now, MO Jingteng should be back soon.

She helped MO Zixuan upstairs to his room, then finally voiced her suspicion, “I used to think MO Xiuchen was really ill. But now, I suddenly think, maybe he has been deceiving everyone. Perhaps, he is not sick at all.”

MO Zixuan wobbled, his body thudding against the door. Seeing this, Xiao

Wenqing quickly supported him, whispering, “Be careful.”

MO Zixuan, face dark, recalled the scene he witnessed in the afternoon. He didn’t know if MO Xiuchen intentionally staged it or if he was genuinely being affectionate with Wen Ran.

The images of him kissing Wen Ran, pinning her underneath him, surfaced in his mind, kindling a flame of jealousy that scorched his brain. In a panic, he barked, “Impossible. How could MO Xiuchen not be ill?”

How could MO Xiuchen possibly be well?

Back then, they had consulted specialists. For this, he had sunk into depression for two years…

Seeing his agitation, Xiao Wenqing quickly pacified him, “Son, don’t get excited now, it is just a guess, nothing has been confirmed..”