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

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"I don't know. I only heard that Mo Xiuchen wants to arrange a make-up wedding for Wen Ran."

Mo Zixuan pursed his lips and his tone was a little cold.

He placed his hands by his sides and quietly clenched them into fists. Mo Jingteng glanced at his clenched fists and stopped at the lines of his facial features that had become hardened. "Zixuan, have you not let go of Wen Ran yet?"

Mo Zixuan's eyes flickered, avoiding Mo Jingteng's sharp eyes, "Dad, I just want to manage the company well now, I haven't thought about anything else."

"If I asked you to choose between the company and Wen Ran, which one would you choose?"

Mo Jingteng asked solemnly as if he didn't hear what he said.

"dad?"

Mo Zixuan looked at him in confusion and surprise. Seeing that his face was serious and it didn't look like he was lying, his heart skipped a beat.

Wen Ran!

As soon as he heard this name, her beautiful and smiling face would appear in front of his eyes. He didn't want to have it, it was fake.

However, he couldn't admit it in front of the old man, let alone tell the truth.

"Zixuan, you now own a lot of equity in MS Group. If Xiu Chen returns to the company, your annual dividends will be guaranteed. But if you sit on the president's chair, not only will you not be able to guarantee your own rights and interests, but in the end , you may become an eternal sinner who ruins the company and shatters the dreams and futures of countless people."

Mo Zixuan's face paled slightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Why don't you ask Wen Ran to let Xiu Chen return to the company and continue to be his president."

Mo Jingteng said persuasively that if Mo Zixuan agreed, this matter would be easier to handle. After all, both of them were his sons, and he couldn't bear to watch them kill each other.

The expression on Mo Zixuan's face suddenly changed, and his brain was working rapidly, guessing Mo Jingteng's intentions.

Mo Jingteng was not in a hurry, closed his eyes and leaned on the head of the bed, waiting patiently for him to think about it.

There was silence in the ward.

Mo Zixuan could clearly hear his heartbeat beating against his eardrums, getting louder and faster.

"Mo Xiuchen will not agree."

For a long time, Mo Zixuan's voice sounded with a hint of suppressed emotion.

Mo Jingteng said noncommittally: "Of course he won't agree, but if he doesn't know Wen Ran is with you, that's another matter."

**

Wen Ran had a great time in City A.

For several days, Mo Xiuchen accompanied her to visit the scenic spots and historic sites in City A, and took many photos of her. Most of them were snapshots. Whether it was her expression, temperament, or happiness, they were all real and genuine. Touching the heart and soul.

Bai Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, went out early and came back late for several days in a row. She also had to deal with Luo Haofeng, her new boyfriend, and had no time to chat with Wen Ran, let alone play.

It wasn't until the sixth day that she signed the contract and finally had time. In the evening, Mo Xiuchen called Tan Mu and the five of them had dinner together.

"Amu, how have your blind dates been these days?"

During the meal, Luo Haofeng asked Tan Mu who was picking up vegetables with concern. His slender body was leaning lazily on the back of the chair, his left hand casually resting on the chair behind Bai Xiaoxiao, and his body was slightly tilted towards her. He also did not hide his ambiguity with Bai Xiaoxiao.

Wen Ran sat on the other side of Bai Xiaoxiao. Next to Wen Ran was the noble and elegant Mo Xiuchen. He was adding water to the cup in front of Wen Ran. When he heard Luo Haofeng's words, a smile appeared on his lips.

"not so good."

Tan Mu's tone was calm, and there was no emotion at all. He was not doing perfunctory blind dates in the past few days, but really hoped to meet a woman he was interested in getting along with, or to continue to get to know.

However, the reality was not what he thought.

None of the women he had seen in the past few days aroused any interest in him. In his opinion, those women were either pretentious or too vain.

When Luo Haofeng heard what he said, he knew that he had gained nothing these days. He hesitated and said, "Ah Mu, I met my aunt yesterday and she asked about An Lin."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed and he handed the water glass to Wen Ran with a smile.

Wen Ran took it, took a sip, and put the cup back on the table. She looked at Tan Mu with slight surprise. Who was this 'An Lin'? Could it be that she was Tan Mu's former girlfriend.

So Luo Haofeng hesitated slightly when he mentioned her name.

Tan Mu's expression changed slightly, and he frowned slightly as he replied: "My mother wants to hold her grandson in her arms all day long, so she wants to go crazy. Don't pay attention to her."

He paused and then added: "Come to think of it, it's all your fault."

Luo Haofeng made an exaggerated expression: "Who is to blame? Me and Xiu Chen, what does it have to do with us?"

"If you hadn't brought your wife and girlfriend to my house to stimulate my mother, she wouldn't have pushed me so hard this time." Qin Mu was a little depressed, "I shouldn't have let you guys go to my house."

"Why don't you say it? It's your fault for not falling in love earlier, getting married earlier, and having children earlier." Mo Xiuchen uttered a sentence slowly. As he spoke, he served Wen Ran some food and gently told her to eat more. .

Bai Xiaoxiao was amused by their conversation. Just as she was about to say something, her phone suddenly rang. She took out her phone and when she saw the caller ID, her smile suddenly faded, and there was a trace of worry between her eyebrows.

Wen Ran turned his face slightly, saw her caller ID, and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, go outside and answer the phone."

"Um!"

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled at the others, stood up, left her seat, and walked towards the door.

Luo Haofeng watched Bai Xiaoxiao walk out of the private room thoughtfully, picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised his head and drank the rest of the wine.

"I go out for a while."

Wen Ran stood up, said something to Mo Xiuchen, and walked out of the private room.

There were only three grown men left in the private room: Luo Haofeng, Tan Mu and Mo Xiuchen. There was a moment of silence. Tan Mu looked at Mo Xiuchen and asked, "Xiuchen, have you found any clues?"

Mo Xiuchen's expression was slightly condensed, and he said softly: "Not yet, they are very strict, so we must start from another place. But

The more this happens, the more my previous suspicions are proven right. "

Tan Mu hummed, and then said: "Liao Dongxing's investigation has been hindered..."

He explained the general situation, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little stagnant.

Even Luo Haofeng, who had always been calm and collected, had a serious face and frowned. There was not much condensation between Mo Xiuchen's brows, but the angular facial features lost their softness when facing Wen Ran, and became a little more deep and sharp.

"That's not necessarily a bad thing."

Mo Xiuchen said calmly, with a calm tone and a wise light shining in his eyes.

Qin Mu narrowed his eyes, his mind was spinning, and he quickly understood what Mo Xiuchen meant, and smiled: "You are right, this is not necessarily a bad thing. But have you thought of a way?"

Mo Xiuchen looked at him and said nothing.