Chapter 742: 741 has a new secretary

Mo Jingteng, on the phone faraway in City D, could not see Mo Xiuchen’s current expression, but he was satisfied with the coldness in Mo Xiuchen’s voice.

The memory-lost Mo Xiuchen is now his pawn; he listens to and does whatever he says.

He is much more cooperative than the son who previously constantly argued with him.

He hopes that Mo Xiuchen’s memory will never come back.

In that way, he can continue to advance the MS Group, that he has worked his whole life to develop, to another new height.

“Well, I’ll wait for you to come back.”

Mo Jingteng asked about the situation in D Country, Mo Xiuchen answered one by one. After chatting for nearly twenty minutes, he hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Mo Xiuchen was half-leaning on the head of the bed, browsing through the messages sent a few days ago.

Looking at the strange text exchanges, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded.

Although he was the one who initiated communication twice.

And, after he replied to her messages, she stopped replying to him.

But this strange interaction, even with a stranger, he still finds it interesting.

He re-read the messages, and furrowed his brows in deep thought.

As he began to write a message, the doorbell rang.

Mo Xiuchen, who was composing a message, paused and glanced up at the door before lowering his head to continue writing.

As he finished writing, the doorbell stopped ringing, but before he could send his message, the phone rang.

Mo Xiuchen pressed the hang-up button without hesitation. His beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, a hint of unhappiness flickered in his eyes.

The one ringing the doorbell was Cheng Jia, the one calling him was also Cheng Jia.

What on earth was she going to do this late at night? But regardless of what she wanted, Mo Xiuchen didn’t want to deal with her.

He sent the message, and less than ten seconds later, Cheng Jia’s call came in again.

This time, Mo Xiuchen didn’t hang up. His slender fingers pressed the answer key.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he said coldly, “I’m going to bed. Whatever it is, we can talk about it tomorrow.”

With that, he hung up.

Mo Xiuchen could imagine Cheng Jia’s expression outside the door at this moment.

Thinking about her disappointment and sadness, he inexplicably felt relieved.

He again doubted if he really liked her before.

Probably not.

As a thought flashed through his mind, his deep eyes narrowed, the corner of his lips curled slightly, and he dialed Mo Jingteng’s number.

After the phone rang twice, Mo Jingteng’s voice came on, “Mo Xiuchen, is there anything else?”

Mo Xiuchen straightened up a little, collected his emotions, and said slowly, “Dad, I want Cheng Jia to go back home for a break.”

“Why do you want Cheng Jia to go home? Did she upset you?” Mo Jingteng asked in surprise.

He knew that Mo Xiuchen had been very cold to Cheng Jia recently.

It seems like he doesn’t disbelieve Cheng Jia is his fiancée, but since he lost his memory, despite what relationship he had with her, he is not interested now.

“She sprained her foot, and she can’t rest properly here, always worried about work. They say it takes a hundred days to recover from a sprain and I’m afraid she won’t get better if she continues like this. It won’t be good if she has any residual effects.”

Mo Xiuchen’s voice was deep and gentle. Although he didn’t say how sorry he felt for Cheng Jia, his sentence showed his concern.

But this care didn’t lead to any different suspicions.

Listening to his words, Mo Jingteng suddenly had some doubts.

“Mo Xiuchen, you lost your memory, yet you still care about Cheng Jia. It seems like your relationship is not bad in this period of time. Does she know though?”

“I haven’t told her. Dad, it doesn’t matter what my relationship was with Cheng Jia in the past, because I have forgotten it. Now, she is, at most, a friend to me apart from being a secretary at work.”

Mo Xiuchen’s voice suddenly faded.

Mo Jingteng was a little surprised, then he laughed, “Mo Xiuchen, are you saying that your future relationship is not determined yet, right?”

“Yes, Cheng Jia does have some abilities, but she’s just a secretary. There are many better noble ladies than her.”

Having said that, the corner of his mouth curved slightly and his mood was very pleased.

He knew the old man would understand his meaning.

Cheng Jia has no background, she just saved him once.

Before, he liked her that was one thing, but now he is no longer interested in her.

At any time, he could find a woman who is more suitable to be the wife of the CEO of the MS Group.

Not that he really wanted to find someone of equal status, he just wanted Mo Jingteng to send Cheng Jia away for him to have some peace and quiet for a while.

Mo Jingteng, on the other end of the phone, thought for a few seconds, neither opposed nor helped him, “Mo Xiuchen, since you want Cheng Jia to go home for a rest, let her go home. I will arrange someone to pick her up at the airport.”

Mo Jingteng had agreed to Cheng Jia’s request back then, though he was unwilling.

It was just because he couldn’t find a more suitable candidate at that time, so he chose Cheng Jia.

Now, if Mo Xiuchen no longer wanted her, she couldn’t blame him.

**

Wen Ran in City C had just ended a meeting and returned to her office when Mo Xiuchen sent her a message.

The meeting ended at ten o’clock. As she left the conference room, Wen Ran told Qin Mu, who was behind her, “Wait for me, I’ll get you the documentation.”

Qin Mu responded with a soft smile, “I’ll go with you to make things easier, so you don’t have to run back and forth.”

He hadn’t forgotten that Wen Ran, like him, had also narrowly escaped from death not long ago.

Her health might not have fully recovered yet. He didn’t want her to suffer any tiresome work.

Although the distance was only from upstairs to downstairs, Wen Ran wouldn’t get tired, but Qin Mu didn’t think so.

As Qin Mu entered the office with Wen Ran, she found the documents he wanted.

Just as she was about to hand them over to him, a childish and comical ringtone erupted from behind her desk.

“Master, that guy has sent you a message again.”

Wen Ran’s eyes changed slightly, and her body froze due to the ringtone.

She stopped halfway in the delivery of the paperwork, quickly turned her head to look at her own desk.

Qin Mu was also slightly surprised.

Seeing her fluctuating emotions, a trace of bitterness crossed his heart.

However, the corner of his lips faintly raised, he took the documents from her hand and gently said, “You can handle your business. I’m going back to my office.”

When she heard Qin Mu’s words, Wen Ran turned back and looked at him. Her eyes flickered, and she tried for a smile, “All right.”

Qin didn’t linger and left her office with the documents.

As soon as the door closed, Wen Ran immediately went back to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out her phone that was put in the drawer before the meeting.

She quickly unlocked the screen and read the message.@@novelbin@@

“I got a new secretary today, and I’m in a good mood.”

Wen Ran’s emotions surged inexplicably as she read the message again.

She carefully contemplated the meaning of Mo Xiuchen’s text.

The more she read, the faster her heart beat. After reading a few times, she suddenly dared not think any further.