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

Wen Ran got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Before I even reached the bed, I heard two message beeps from my phone.

Her eyes changed slightly, thinking it was another photo sent by Cheng Jia.

In the past month or so, Cheng Jia had sent her photos several times.

She now shows off to her from time to time like a winner that she is by Mo Xiuchen's side. Even if Mo Xiuchen doesn't like her, her happiness is enough to make Wen Ran sad.

Wen Ran walked to the bed, bent down to pick up the phone, and gently opened the unlock button. When her eyes touched the name on it, her heartbeat suddenly stopped.

This message was not sent by Cheng Jia, but a number she saved a few days ago.

On the screen of her mobile phone, the word "Xiu Chen" was like a spiritual key that unlocked her emotions.

When she saw these two words, her heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

Even the hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

She didn't know what message he sent her, or maybe the message wasn't from him.

She only stared at the phone screen for a few seconds, but her mind was already filled with thoughts. She pursed her lips tightly, raised her hand to wipe her eyes vigorously, and then clicked on the message with trembling hands.

The content of the message was very simple, so simple that Wen Ran was confused and didn't understand the meaning of Mo Xiuchen sending this message.

Hello

Two words, no punctuation, no context.

She stared at those two words.

Mo Xiuchen's expression when he sent this message flashed in his mind.

Did he randomly write two words and send them, or did he revise them over and over again, leaving only these two words in the end, and sent them over without asking for directions.

She thought about it and smiled again.

All the sadness in my heart was gently erased by these two meaningless words.

Her mood suddenly brightened.

After hesitating for a moment, she climbed into bed, picked up the pillow that was not wet with tears, put it behind her back, and leaned against the head of the bed comfortably. Then she began to think about how to reply to the message.

In a high-end apartment far away in country D.

Mo Xiuchen's slender body was leaning on the high-end leather sofa.

Her slender legs were resting casually on the coffee table nearby, with a pillow under her neck, her posture was lazy and her mood was comfortable.

On the rare weekend, he gave himself a holiday and left the work to Cheng Jia, asking her to handle the remaining details of the negotiation with the client.

Cheng Jia has always accepted his arrangements unconditionally and completed them conscientiously.

Therefore, he doesn't have to worry that she will bother him again today, and he can think about some things quietly by himself.

He filtered through everyone and everything that appeared around him after he woke up. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Ever since Mo Jingteng and Cheng Jia picked him up, Gu Kai, the first person he saw when he woke up after the operation, has not appeared again...

Mo Xiuchen leaned forward slightly, picked up the coffee on the coffee table, took a sip and then put it down.

He casually picked up his phone, clicked on the message, and stared at the message he sent, his deep eyes gradually becoming as dark as ink.

Several days later, he still remembered that voice clearly, just like he remembered the handsome face he glanced at when he went to the airport that day.

Every time he remembered it, it made him feel calm and at ease.

He originally planned to find someone from China to investigate his past.

But after hesitating for a moment, he gave up that idea.

What is investigated may not necessarily be accurate. After all, many things that appear on the surface may be false images.

The most important thing is that there are some things that he doesn't want to trust others. He prefers to believe in himself rather than trusting others.

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth curved with an unknown meaning.

His eyes stopped on the screen of his mobile phone, waiting for the owner of the message to reply to his message.

After waiting for a few minutes, he didn't get a reply from the other party. Instead, he got a call from Cheng Jia.

Mo Xiuchen squinted his eyes and listened to the ringing bell halfway through.

He pressed the answer button with his long finger and just said "hello" lightly.

Cheng Jia's voice came from the phone, with a hint of sobs and grievances entering his ears: "Xiu Chen..."

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In G City, Wen Ran edited many messages on his mobile phone but felt they were inappropriate.

She concentrated on writing and deleting, deleting and writing again.

Finally, he followed Mo Xiuchen's example and typed out a message that no one could understand and that didn't answer the question. Again, it only had two words.

Click Send.

The sound of the message being sent penetrated her eardrums, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

Looking at these two words, will he reply to her message again?

She put down her phone and lay flat on the bed.

I had a busy day planting those flower seedlings today. I cried again just now, and now I yawned as soon as I lay down.

She said in her heart, Xiuchen, good night!

Close your eyes, and after a while, you really fall asleep.

At the same time, in country D, Mo Xiuchen went downstairs after answering Cheng Jia's call. As soon as he walked to the garage, he heard the sound of messages.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, he paused and took out his cell phone to look at it.

When his eyes touched the reply message from the other party, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

The smile that was not obvious at first is now handsome and charming.

He hesitated for a long time and sent her a 'hello' without punctuation.

He actually didn't know what his mood and intentions were at that time.

I just remembered that voice, so I found the number. After thinking about it for a while, I wrote two words in my hand.

It took her ten minutes to reply, but she still didn't see the message he sent immediately.

He thought for a moment and felt it should be the former.

Although the two words she replied seemed more like she had just read the message, his intuition told him that the other party must have carefully considered it.

Only then did he add two words that had nothing to do with his message, but had profound meaning.

Good night!

These two words told him that it was night in the city where she was, and it was still late at night.

She might have almost fallen asleep and was woken up by him, so she typed these two words with some emotion.

hehe……

He chuckled, and the smile spread from the corner of his mouth to his eyes, lighting up those deep pool-like eyes.

This was the first time he truly smiled when he woke up after surgery.

It wasn't because of Cheng Jia, who stayed by his side and kept saying that they once loved each other, nor because of the father who seemed to care about him on the surface.

His smile came from the heart, actually because of a 'complete stranger'.

At least, in his current memory, he doesn't recognize the other party.

Based on just a number he remembered in his dream, he determined that the owner of that voice must have known him before.

Also, he is a very interesting person.

If given the chance, he really wanted to see what kind of person the other person was.

Was she as charming as the woman he glanced at that day?

He opened the door, got into the car, put his hands on the steering wheel, and was about to start the car. Then he changed his mind and took out his phone again to reply to the message just now.