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

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On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, MS Group officially went on holiday and went to work on the eighth day of the first lunar month.

At noon that day, the company had dinner together for the last time. In the afternoon, Mo Xiuchen put aside everything and went shopping with Wen Ran.

"Of course, have you decided what to buy?"

Mo Xiuchen held Wen Ran's hand and walked on the crowded street. These days, no matter what time of day, there were too many people.

He paid attention to his side to prevent others from crowding her. Behind him, Qingfeng and Qingyang followed from a distance. Ever since the day they protected Wen Ran's safety, they had never dared to be careless. Wherever Wen Ran went, they followed her. Where to.

These days have been very peaceful, but their vigilance has never been lowered.

There is no news about Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi. They appeared in City B for a while and don't know where they hid again. The closer the Spring Festival is, the more cautious Mo Xiuchen becomes. Based on his understanding of Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi , this year, they will not do nothing.

"I can't think of what to buy right now. Otherwise, we will buy whatever we see right away. If we don't find something we like, we won't buy anything."

It had been a long time since Wen Ran had gone shopping like this, not to mention that Mo Xiuchen still accompanied her shopping, which made her excited and happy.

She looked around and saw that this street was selling New Year's goods and was very lively.

Even if you don’t buy anything, it’s still fun to go shopping and enjoy the New Year atmosphere.

The corners of Mo Xiuchen's mouth curved in a perfect arc, and his eyes looked gently at Wen Ran's bright and beautiful smile, "Okay, this afternoon, you have the final say. You can buy as much as you want."

"Xiuchen, you are so kind!"

Wen Ran narrowed his eyes with a smile, pointed to the shop in front where Spring Festival couplets were written and said, "Let's go there and have a look. Xiuchen, can you write calligraphy?"

Mo Xiuchen's pen calligraphy is beautiful, vigorous and powerful, bold yet elegant. I don’t know if he can write calligraphy.

Mo Xiuchen looked in the direction of her finger. At the entrance of the store, an old man was sitting at the table, writing a Spring Festival couplet. A smile spread in his eyes: "Of course, you want to see me write calligraphy." ?"

"If you can write."

Wen Ran winked playfully, causing Mo Xiuchen to laugh heartily: "Okay, but if I can write and satisfy you, what's the reward?"

Wen Ran was startled, and was distracted by Mo Xiuchen's handsome and charming smile. When she saw someone around looking at them, she lowered her voice and asked, "What reward do you want?"

A hint of calculation flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and the smile on his lips was tinged with evil charm. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Tonight, you come up and I come down!"

Wen Ran's little face turned red.

Whether it was because of the hot air spraying on her ears or the strong hints and ambiguities in his words, her heartbeat also went out of rhythm. She glared at him fiercely, pursed her lips and ignored him.

"Of course, do you still want to read my writing?"

Mo Xiuchen had a deep smile on his lips. No matter what Wen Ran's expression was, he loved it, and he stared at her with a deep and playful gaze.

"That's only if I'm satisfied."

Not to be outdone, Wen Ran raised her chin like a queen.

"make a deal!"

Mo Xiuchen readily agreed, took her a few steps to the front of the shop, and shouted to the others gathered around the table: "Please give way!"

Facts have proven that being handsome has many benefits.

Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. Even if they didn't speak, they exuded a noble and elegant aura. When other people saw them, they stepped out of the way.

The old man at the table just finished writing a couplet. He looked up and saw Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran. A flash of light flashed in his eyes and he asked with a smile: "Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo, do you want to write a couplet too?"

Wen Ran blinked in surprise, this old man actually knew them.

Mo Xiuchen smiled and said: "Old man, I would like to borrow your pen, ink, paper and inkstone to write a couplet myself. The price will be according to your rules."

The people around them didn't know Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran at first, but they just thought they looked familiar. Now they heard the old man say it, and they all started talking. Someone said, "They are the president and the president's wife of MS Group. Last time, I've seen them on TV, but they look more handsome and beautiful in person."

The old man's piercing eyes swept over Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran. He stood up with a smile and gave up his position to him: "Mr. Mo, please feel free to do so!"

Mo Xiuchen took the brush he handed over and said, "Old man, you don't have to stand up. I won't sit down. Just stand and write."

***

Mozhai

When Mo Zixuan returned, Mo Jingteng was sitting in the living room smoking.

He was alone in the deserted living room, and there were no bodyguards waiting around.

Mo Zixuan walked into the living room with a smile on his face. He walked to the sofa and asked with concern: "Dad, why are you sitting here smoking alone? The weather outside is very good today. I will accompany you to go out for a walk in the yard." Let’s take a walk!”

Mo Jingteng raised his head and glanced at Mo Zixuan, "Have you contacted your mother?"

Mo Zixuan was startled, shook his head and said, "Dad, you haven't contacted me since my mother left. Why do you suddenly ask me this?"

Mo Jingteng snorted coldly, "If she contacts you, you must tell me."

"I know."

After Mo Zixuan finished speaking, he sat down next to Mo Jingteng and asked casually, "Dad, do you know that Wen Ran is not Wen Hongrui's daughter?"

Mo Jingteng was putting the cigarette in his mouth. When he heard this, he paused and looked at Mo Zixuan with sharp eyes: "Wen Ran is not Wen Hongrui's daughter? Who did you listen to?"

Ever since Mo Xiuchen told reporters about Xiao Wenqing's elopement, Mo Jingteng had not left the house. These days, even if it was company matters, he would arrange them over the phone.

A sneer flashed in Mo Zixuan's eyes, "Dad, I have known about Wen Ran's life experience for a long time. Do you still remember that Zhou Lin and I went to F City to take wedding photos? At that time, Zhou Lin stayed in F City to investigate. Wen Ran’s life experience.”

Mo Jingteng narrowed his eyes suddenly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Mo Zixuan's face changed, and his voice sounded a little depressed: "At that time, due to some reasons, I didn't have time to say anything. Later, my mother had someone erase my memory of Wen Ran. A few days ago, I I just remembered it. These days, I investigated Wen Ran again, and it turns out that she is Gu Yan's daughter."

A look of shock appeared on Mo Jingteng's face.

"Lao Gu's daughter?"

His relationship with Gu Yan was not as close as that of brothers like Mo Xiuchen and Gu Kai, but they had known each other for decades and could be considered old friends.

Gu Kai's wife died of depression because she missed their daughter day and night.

"Could it be that Wen Ran is the little girl who saved Xiu Chen back then?"