Without Mo Xiuchen around, Wen Ran had another nightmare.

She woke up in the middle of the night with a fright. She sat up from the bed and touched her face, which was wet with tears.

Thinking of the dream just now, she felt suffocated at the top of her heart. Her originally fair face now looked extremely pale under the light.

Wen Ran got out of bed and poured herself a glass of water. Wen Ran lay down on the bed again, but she was not sleepy.

She picked up the mobile phone on the bedside and opened the photos and videos she had taken of Mo Xiuchen that day in the countryside. The fear in her heart dissipated little by little when she saw the gentle and handsome man with a gentle smile on the mobile phone.

When I fell asleep again, it was already early morning.

The consequence of insomnia in the middle of the night is that you can't get out of bed in the morning.

If the phone hadn't rang, Wen Ran would have been late for bed. She opened her eyes drowsily, touched the phone and pressed the answer button. She spoke lazily, "Hello," with a hint of sleepiness in her voice.

"Of course, you haven't woken up yet?"

A gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

Wen Ran blinked away the sleepiness, and then brought the phone to his eyes. At a glance, he realized that it was already eight o'clock: "Brother, it's not time to go to work yet. Why did you call me?"

"I'm outside your house."

Wen Jin's words startled Wen Ran. She sat up from the bed and asked, "Brother, why are you here?"

After saying that, he yawned again and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"If I don't come, do you plan to sleep until noon today? Get up quickly. I'm here to pick you up for work."

Ten minutes later, Wen Ran sat in Wen Jin's car.

"Hey, I didn't say you weren't allowed to have breakfast. Why are you in such a hurry?" Wen Jin sighed. When Wen Ran pulled the seat belt, he helped buckle it for her. She also held a spiced egg and a Xiaolongbao, a cup of soy milk.

Wen Ranqian smiled and said, "If you don't go in and sit down, how could I have the nerve to keep you waiting? Brother, why did you think of picking me up today?"

Wen Jin glanced at her, lowered his head and started the car, "You have breakfast first."

Wen Ran was obedient and had breakfast first. Wen Jin came to pick her up, so he didn't let Qingfeng and Qingyang follow. For her to have breakfast, Wen Jin drove very slowly. Wen Ran said sheepishly: "Brother, you can drive faster. At this speed, it's already nine o'clock when we get to the company."

The pharmaceutical factory was not close to her home. At Wen Jin's speed, she might not even be twenty yards away, and she would really be late to the pharmaceutical factory.

Wen Jin smiled nonchalantly and said softly: "I'm the boss, and no one dares to say anything if I'm a few minutes late. But you, can you eat enough with just one egg and one steamed dumpling?"

"Okay, okay, brother, I'm not hungry. Don't find a place to treat me to breakfast."

Wen Ran knew what Wen Jin was going to say and quickly interrupted him.

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

Wen Jin was silent for a while, looked at her in the rearview mirror, and frowned slightly.

Wen Ran raised his hand to touch his face. Is it so obvious? She just woke up in the middle of the night and stayed awake for three hours.

"I had a dream, and I couldn't sleep after I woke up. Brother, do I look ugly? Are you frowning so tightly?"

"Well, it's ugly."

Wen Jin hit her unceremoniously.

Wen Ran squealed and pouted slightly and said, "It's ugly as long as it's ugly. I'll find time to catch up on some sleep when I get to the company."

Wen Jin chuckled, and when he saw her glaring at him displeased, he added quietly: "It's not that ugly."

"Of course, why don't you move back in? When Mo Xiuchen comes back, it will be the same when he comes to find you at home."

The smile on Wen Jin's lips faded slightly, and a hint of distress flashed in Mo Yu's eyes. He was very aware of Wen Ran's habit of having nightmares, so he drove to pick her up early this morning.

Mo Xiuchen told him that Wen Ran had remembered the memories of those six years, saying that he was afraid that she would have nightmares when he was not with her. However, he didn't know whether Mo Xiuchen called Wen Ran in the middle of the night last night. .

"Brother, I'm not going. How can a married daughter live in her parents' house every day?" Wen Ran had a straw in his mouth and was a little slurred.

Wen Jin wanted to say something else, but his lips moved but he said nothing.

When we arrived at the pharmaceutical factory, it was already 8:45.

Wen Ran's office was right next to Wen Jin's office. When he walked to the door of her office, he paused. The moment she opened the door, the fragrance of flowers suddenly hit his face in the office. When he looked, he saw a bunch of delicate and lustful flowers. The dripping red rose was placed on Wen Ran's desk.

At this time, Wen Jin's secretary came over and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, someone asked the florist to deliver flowers to Miss Wen ten minutes ago."

Wen Jinmeifeng moved slightly and hummed at her. The secretary turned and went back to his office to continue working.

After entering the office, Wen Ran picked up the bouquet of roses and pulled out a card. When she saw the handwriting that was half familiar and half unfamiliar, she frowned slightly.

"Of course, who sent the flowers?"

Wen Jin looked at Wen Ran with inquiring eyes. If Mo Xiuchen hadn't sent this flower, then it would have been some man who loved Ranran and wanted to seduce his wife while Mo Xiuchen was not in G City.

"Mo Zixuan."

Wen Ran said a name lightly, threw the card into the trash can nearby, and then looked up at him: "Brother, ask your secretary to take this flower away."

"Mo Zixuan, what is he trying to do? Is it possible that he knows that Haochen is Mo Xiuchen's company, so he wants to take revenge on him in this way?"

Haochen has a business with MS Group. Now, the two companies are competing and confronting each other. Mo Zixuan is the leader and the two are the best. They can't compete with Haochen, so they set fire to his backyard?

But why didn't Mo Zixuan think about it, would it be interesting for him to be like this, would he make Mo Xiuchen jealous, or would he get a response from Wen Ran? He just thinks of himself as a clown.

The relationship between Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen was such that people could take advantage of it after just two days apart.

"Of course, I'll take it and throw it away for you right now. Just ignore Mo Zixuan."

Wen Jin took the bouquet of roses and walked out of the office. Wen Ran sat down behind the desk. As soon as he turned on the computer, his cell phone rang.

When she saw the incoming call, her eyebrows suddenly furrowed. She hesitated for a moment before pressing the answer button and said in a cold tone: "Mo Zixuan, if you want to ask me if I like the flowers you sent, then I will do it now." Let me tell you, I don’t like it, no matter what your intentions are, you’d better stop here and stop harassing me.”

"Of course, I don't have any purpose. I just heard that you have recovered from your illness and sent you a bouquet of flowers to express your blessing."

Wen Ran's words were as expected by Mo Zixuan. Although he was a little disappointed, he had already expected that she would answer like this, so it was not difficult to accept it. He could also explain it to her in a calm and gentle tone.

Wen Ran sneered, "No need."

Have you ever sent red roses to wish a patient recovery?

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