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

The next day, just after dawn, Zhang’s mother knocked on the door of the master bedroom on the second floor.

Mo Xiuchen was wearing pajamas and looked at Zhang Ma outside the door: "Zhang Ma, what's going on?"

"Young Master, there are several police officers downstairs looking for the Young Master."

Hearing this, Mo Xiuchen's eyes darkened: "The police are looking for Ranran, what's going on?"

Zhang's mother said worriedly: "I heard that Yang Xinfa, the deputy director of the Quality Supervision Bureau who met the eldest mistress at noon yesterday, died suddenly in the hotel last night. Someone saw Yang Xinfa and the eldest mistress having an argument in the cafe. The police asked the eldest mistress to find out the situation. "

"Let them wait, I'll be down in a moment."

There was a cold look between Mo Xiuchen's handsome brows. Yang Xinfa died suddenly in the hotel. What happened to Ranran? Who saw Ranran and Yang Xinfa meeting in the coffee shop and had an argument.

After closing the door, Mo Xiuchen walked into the cloakroom, changed his clothes and came out, turned on the phone and dialed Qin Mu's number.

"Hey, Xiu Chen, you finally turned on your phone. Yang Xinfa died suddenly in the hotel last night. Did you know?"

Tan Mu's voice came through the radio waves, with a hint of gloom. Yang Xinfa's death was not good news, because he was angry at Mo Xiuchen on the phone yesterday afternoon and reacted upward. This morning, Go to the Commercial Building to inspect the project.

At this critical moment, he died.

All of a sudden, the evidence that Tan Mu collected was useless.

Mo Xiuchen said "hmm" and turned to look at Wen Ran who was sleeping. She didn't know what she was dreaming about. Her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly. He stretched out a hand and held her little hand comfortingly. He said: "The police are in the living room downstairs now. They said that someone saw Ran Ran and Yang Xinfa having an argument in the coffee shop yesterday and came to find out the situation from her."

"Looking to Wen Ran to find out the situation?"

Tan Mu's voice came in shock.

"Yes, how much evidence have you collected there?"

As soon as Mo Xiuchen's words changed, there was a sharp look in the depths of his eyes. Even if Yang Xinfa died, the evidence must still be put to use.

"It's enough for him to get in, but is it still useful now?"

Qin Mu expressed doubts, "How about I ask the lawyer to go to your house first? If anything happens, Wen Ran doesn't need to come forward, just let the lawyer talk to the police."

"Well, you ask the lawyer to come over. Also, let the media expose Yang Xinfa's incriminating evidence. No matter who wants to take advantage of his death, they can't let them do so."

Mo Xiuchen's voice suddenly became darker. Tan Mu understood what he meant: "This is not difficult to handle. Yang Xinfa has more than one lover..."

Qin Mu sneered and asked: "I heard from Ah Feng that your old man asked Mo Zixuan to return to the company. In addition to the recording in your hand, I also have some evidence here. Do you want me to give it to you?" Old man."

What he meant was that with this evidence, Mo Jingteng would be able to live his old age honestly and stop bothering.

"Wait a minute, finish what you are doing first."

Mo Xiuchen didn't care that Mo Zixuan returned to the company. What he cared about most now was Wen Ran. He couldn't have anything to do with Yang Xinfa's death. Even talking about it after dinner would be an insult to his family.

"good!"

How could Tan Mu not understand what Mo Xiuchen was thinking? With the tacit understanding cultivated by brothers over the years, he could understand his thoughts with just one sentence.

Mo Xiuchen was not in a hurry to go downstairs, but sat on the edge of the bed and stayed with Wen Ran for a few minutes before going into the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out, Wen Ran was already awake.

"Of course, why did you wake up?"

Mo Xiuchen was a little surprised. He smiled gently and just woke up. His voice was so charming and so soft that it made people feel heartbeat: "I had a dream and I woke up."

"What did you dream about?"

Mo Xiuchen smiled and stared at her slightly red face. At this time, she couldn't help but get closer to her, always wanting to do something to her.

"It's a messy dream that you won't remember when you wake up."

Wen Ran smiled, and when his kiss fell, her body trembled slightly.

"Xiu Chen..."

…

Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran intertwined their fingers. When they came down from upstairs, the lawyer was already talking to the police in the living room.

Mo Xiuchen glanced at the policeman in the living room, lowered his eyes, and said to Wen Ran, "Ranran, are you hungry? If so, we'll have breakfast first."

That tone was obviously very gentle, but in the eyes of others, it sounded extremely arrogant.

"Wait a while, I'm not hungry now."

The leading policeman stood up and greeted Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran: "Mr. Mo, Miss Wen, can I keep you for a few minutes?"

"If you have any questions, just talk to a lawyer."

Mo Xiuchen's tone was very calm, which was completely different from the gentle and doting tone when he spoke to Wen Ran just now.

"Mr. Mo, this..."

What else did the policeman want to say, but his words were interrupted by Zhang Ma who came in from the door: "Young master, look at the latest newspaper. There is something about the death of Yang Xinfa. Comrades, policemen, you should also read this newspaper. Well, don’t bother my eldest mistress just because she has met Yang Xinfa."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed with a hint of sneer, "Show it to the police, I'm not interested in that Yang Xinfa thing."

Zhang Ma said "Oh" and handed the newspaper to the police.

The leading police officer blinked blankly, took the newspaper from Zhang Ma's hand, and after reading through it at a glance, his expression changed several times.

A few steps away, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran were looking at each other quietly with their fingers clasped together. No words were needed, but the airflow around them was surrounded by sweetness, as if the rest of them were invisible.