Chapter 776: 775 What am I afraid of?

Cheng Jia didn’t sound doubtful or interrogatory. Instead, she sounded rather decisive and furious, shouting at Wen Ran over the telephone.

“When have I ever dressed up to scare you?”

Wen Ran asked lightly.

Within her tone, there was an undertone of mockery that stung Cheng Jia’s already-irritated ears, compelling her to fly off the handle and wanting to kill Wen Ran: “I’ve already asked the community security. It was you who scared me last night. You dare to do it but won’t admit it. What kind of skill is that?”

Just like Luo Haofeng and Wen Jin had pointed out, even if Cheng Jia knew, she couldn’t do anything about it.

Because she didn’t have evidence.

She didn’t call Wen Ran to confront him. After swearing angrily at him, she accused, “Wen Ran, didn’t you promise not to disturb Mo Xiuchen anymore? How can you break your promise like this?”

“Cheng Jia, I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Okay, since you think it was me who scared you, then I admit it, I did. But, what does this have to do with Mo Xiuchen?”@@novelbin@@

Wen Ran’s nonchalant tone made Cheng Jia’s body shudder with anger: “It was you who called Mo Xiuchen and let him call me. When I opened the door, there you were, scaring me. Wen Ran, are you trying to ruin Mo Xiuchen? You promised me you wouldn’t bring up the past with Mo Xiuchen…”

Cheng Jia started to stammer in her rage.

“Mo Xiuchen? Haha, Cheng Jia, you are really funny.”

“You’re just refusing to acknowledge it,” Cheng Jia said bitterly.

“What do you want me to admit, that I randomly found someone to imitate Mo Xiuchen’s voice to trick you into opening the door?”

“It was Mo Xiuchen’s number.”

“You’re so foolish. Not to mention Mo Xiuchen’s number, I could even make you believe it was your own number calling you. If you don’t believe me, then you should just treat the man who called you last night as Mo Xiuchen for now. Maybe, he lost his memory and subconsciously remembers me. I would also like to know…”

“Wen Ran, I forbid you to get close to Xiuchen. Don’t forget the oath you swore. If you break your promise, all the people you care for will face a miserable death, including the man you love the most.”

“You love him too, don’t you?”

Wen Ran asked coldly, his voice carrying a hint of irritation.

“Yeah, Mo Xiuchen is the man I love. Wen Ran, let me tell you, although Mo Xiuchen and I aren’t married yet, we are already like husband and wife. If you dare to destroy my relationship with Mo Xiuchen, I will call the police and accuse you of scaring me dressed as a ghost last night.”

Upon hearing Cheng Jia’s words, Wen Ran burst into laughter.

She mocked, “Cheng Jia, go ahead and call the cops. All I need to do is expose your past affairs with other men to the media, or to Mo Xiuchen. I only promised not to divulge my past with him—I didn’t promise not to reveal your past.”

“Wen Ran, I dare you.”

Cheng Jia was literally spitting blood in her fury.

The angrier she was, the more delighted Wen Ran became. She suddenly realized that she could use Cheng Jia as an outlet for her frustration in the future—a perfect method to vent her bad mood.

“What wouldn’t I dare to do, Cheng Jia? As I’ve told you before, you don’t need to keep reminding me. I remember the things I’ve said. If you push me too hard, don’t think you will get off easy.”

Wen Ran’s voice turned notably sharp. She had agreed to Cheng Jia’s demand because she felt like she had no other choice.

Now that Mo Xiuchen had recovered his health, Cheng Jia and Mo Jingteng could no longer manipulate him at will as they used to do. He certainly wasn’t their puppet anymore.

She had no reason to fear them anymore. In fact, even if she couldn’t end up with Xiuchen, she would never let Cheng Jia be with her Xiuchen.

Just as she had once said, if she couldn’t be with him forever, she would rather a gentle and kind woman be by his side—someone who definitely wasn’t the disgusting Cheng Jia.

“Fine, I won’t call the police. Wen Ran, even though I snatched Xiuchen from you, I truly love him. These past days, I have been the one by his side, taking care of him. As I said before, Xiuchen can still be happy even without you. You scared me last night and now, we’re even.” Cheng Jia sounded afraid.

If, during this time, Xiuchen had grown to like her, everything would have been fine. But on the contrary, not only did Xiuchen seem not to like her, he seemed to loathe her. Otherwise, why would he have sent her back to G City?

Since the moment Mo Xiuchen had sent her back to her country, she had felt uneasy.

If she were to stay in D Country, far away from Wen Ran and the rest, she could’ve gotten the upper-hand, gradually winning over Mo Xiuchen until he fell in love with her.

But her calculations went sideways. Her goal of becoming Mo Xiuchen’s woman had turned into an impossible daydream.

Back in G City, she had to worry about revenge from Wen Ran and those around her. That day at the airport, she had been slapped twice by Bai Xiaoxiao and pushed to the ground, causing her ankle sprain to worsen.

She hadn’t had the chance to get back at Bai Xiaoxiao when she was scared by Wen Ran, leading to her fainting.

Now, Wen Ran was threatening to expose her past, causing her uneasiness to expand endlessly. Xiuchen already disliked her. He hadn’t only denied their relationship, but had also sent her back to G City.

If Wen Ran continued talking nonsense, she would be completely finished.

**

Wen Ran hadn’t expected that Cheng Jia would actually plead with her in such a humble manner.

After lunch, she called An Lin and informed her that she would be returning to work the next day. After ending the call, she went to visit Bai Xiaoxiao at her house.

Bai Xiaoxiao had partied until late the previous night and had decided to take the day off from work.

Both of them sat in her garden at a small table, sipping tea and flipping through the photo album of prospective arranged-marriage candidates that Mother Bai had prepared for Bai Xiaoxiao. “Ranran, give me some advice. Just choose a few randomly.”

Bai Xiaoxiao spoke carelessly, stuffing seeds into her mouth, hardly embodying the image of a young lady.

Wen Ran frowned. “This is not my blind date, why would I choose for you? Hasn’t Aunt Qiao asked you to meet with them all?”

“Yeah, she wants me to meet all of them, but I don’t think it’s necessary.”

Wen Ran sighed lightly, knowing that Bai Xiaoxiao hadn’t gotten over Luo Haofeng yet. After they arrived at Yi Pin Xuan Pavilion last night, Luo Haofeng’s gaze had hardly left Bai Xiaoxiao.

Although the two of them didn’t exchange many words, every time their gazes met, those around them could feel sparks flying, generating a subtle and ambiguous atmosphere between them.

“If you don’t want to go on these arranged dates, then don’t go,” Wen Ran said empathetically. “Why don’t you go out and clear your mind? The company can run smoothly without you after all.”

“Ranran, come with me.”

Bai Xiaoxiao’s eyes lit up as she looked eagerly at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran laughed, giving Xiaoxiao a playful glare. She was about to say something when her phone rang.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone to see that it was Cheng Jia. A hint of confusion flashed in Wen Ran’s eyes. Bai Xiaoxiao craned her neck to see, spotted Cheng Jia’s name on the screen, and immediately stopped smiling. She asked indignantly, “Ranran, why is that bitch Cheng Jia calling you again?”