Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

  After Chapter 2, it doesn’t matter

A week ago, Wen Ran was still the jewel in the palm of her parents, and her brother held her beloved sister in the palm of his hand. She lived a beautiful and comfortable life, and was so happy that she did not know the sufferings of the world.

But, that afternoon, the car accident she will never forget, not only took away her parents, but also her brother, who was also lying in the hospital, and she didn’t know when she would wake up…

In her bag, there was a sudden ‘woo woo’ ground shaking sound, accompanied by the melodious cell phone ringing into the eardrum, her sad thoughts converged, put away the red notebook and key, and took out the mobile phone.

The incoming call is a string of unfamiliar numbers. Wen Ran pursed his lips, pressed the answer button, and uttered softly and gently: “Hello, I am Wen Ran!”

“Miss Wen, I’m Tan Mu, please come over to the factory now.”

In a cold and arrogant tone, the person on the other end of the phone finished speaking and cut off the call without waiting for her to speak. Hearing the beep from the phone, Wen Ranxiu frowned.

By the side of the road, Mo Zixuan got out of the car, and those eyes that were so sunny as a spring breeze were bloodshot at the moment. Looking at her through the air, the emotions surging in his eyes, I do not know whether it is more guilt or more blame some.

Wen Ran’s strength in pinching the phone subconsciously increased, and the scene I saw yesterday morning appeared before her eyes. His heart seemed to be pulled by an invisible big hand, and the pain instantly spread to the limbs.

Withdrawing her eyes indifferently, she walked down the steps. When she came in the morning, she came by Mo Xiuchen’s car. He threw her here and left. Now, she has to take a taxi to the factory by herself.

Mo Zixuan stopped her by the side of the road, her bloodshot eyes pouting with pain, and her voice hoarse:

“Of course, let’s talk.”

Wen Ran’s eyes were indifferent, and he looked at him coldly. This man kept saying that he loved her, but when she lost her relatives and needed him the most, she overturned the clouds and rain with other women in the hotel. Yesterday morning, she wanted When he explained, he didn’t say a word, but now he wants to talk to her:

“I’m not free, please let me go!”

Mo Zixuan was stabbed by the indifference in her eyes, so he reached out and grabbed her:

“Of course, that night, I really don’t know why I slept with Zhou Lin, listen to me explain…”

“Mo Zixuan, let go!”

Wen Ran’s face changed, and he yanked out the hand he was holding. A layer of coldness and disgust condensed on his white face.

Mo Zixuan’s palms were empty, his face changed, and his tone became more excited:

“Of course, I love you, you can’t marry Mo Xiuchen, you go back with me now, I…”

Wen Ran stepped back two steps, avoiding the hand he grabbed again, and beckoning to a taxi on the side of the road. Mo Zixuan wanted to stop her, but the phone ringing in his pocket suddenly rang, making him startled, Wen Ran I took this opportunity to run to the side of the road, got into the taxi, and drove away.

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In the business car driving towards the airport, Xiao Liu who drove couldn’t help but speak, interrupting the man reading the salsa from the file, “Master, you left the grandma there, aren’t you afraid that the second master will bother her?”

Hearing the sound, Mo Xiuchen raised his head from the dossier, a trace of unidentified emotion passed through his deep eyes, and he casually said: “Even if Mo Zixuan pesters her, it’s useless.”

Xiao Liu frowned, and said worriedly: “After all, Grandma and the Second Young Master have been dating…”

If the grandmother and the second young master have anything, wouldn’t the young master be laughed at?

Mo Xiuchen turned his head and looked out the window, and said coldly: “That was before, and in the future, they have nothing to do.”

(End of this chapter)