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After the Wen Family’s scandal, Xiao Wenqing wanted to tarnish Wen Ran, preventing her from having the brass to stay by her son’s side. But sohow, her son ended up sleeping with Zhou Lin. A few days ago, Wen Ran was kidnapped but was rescued by MO Xiuchen. Even tonight, her plan had failed. Why was Wen Ran always so lucky, always able to dodge her plots?
The more Xiao Wenqing thought about it, the angrier she beca.
“You don’t need to worry, Wen Ran can’t find out any information. MO Xiuchen doesn’t even have ti to investigate this matter at the mont, as Cheng Jia, his savior, has been injured for him. All you have to do is seize this opportunity, without personally lifting a finger, soone naturally will help get rid of Wen Ran for you.”
Xiao Wenqing’s mood gradually stabilized, considering that the other person had a sound argunt. She chuckled coldly and said, “Yes, that little slut Wen Ran doesn’t need to lift a finger, with Cheng Jia and Zhou Lin, as well as Zhou Mingfu, who wants her to disappear more than I do, she won’t have any good days.”
“That’s right. How about the task I assigned to you?
Wu Tianyi chuckled over the phone and asked.
“I’ve done it. I reduced the dose of the drug by half to avoid him noticing. It doesn’t matter if it takes a bit longer.” Xiao Wenqing hesitated before answering.
“Are you reluctant to give up the title of Mrs. MO, or to give up MO Jingteng?” At these words, Wu Tianyi’s tone filled with dissatisfaction.
Xiao Wenqing’s face changed and she rushed to explain: “No, how could I be reluctant to part with him? I just don’t want to arouse his suspicion.”
Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned her head towards the entrance and whispered, “He might be back, I have to hang up now.”
Without waiting for Wu Tianyi’s response on the other end of the call, she hastily hung up the phone.
It wasn’t MO Jingteng who had returned, but MO Zixuan. The heavy sll of alcohol hit her before she saw him.
Xiao Wenqing’s eyes flashed with concern as she moved in and steadied the drunk MO Zixuan, “Zixuan, why did you co back drunk again?
MO Zixuan glanced at her with bleary eyes and smiled in his drunk state, freeing his arm from her grip. “Getting drunk is good because when I’m drunk,
I’m not in pain.”
“Zixuan, you can’t ruin yourself because of Wen Ran. Your father said yesterday that if you continue to drink this way, he will disown you from the company.”
“Let him disown . Even if I take over the entire company, it would be aningless. ”
MO Zixuan forced a smile, rembering the ti when he saw her kissed marks adorning her neck, at the hospital gate, and he felt like he was struck by lightning.
For a while, his mind was completely blank!
When he regained his ability to think, the only image that ca to his mind was Wen Ran blissfully under MO Xiuchen…
These days, he could only numb himself with alcohol.
“How could it be aningless? Do you really want to see Wen Ran happily in love with MO Xiuchen, bearing his children, and beco the Young Mistress of the MO Family while you are thrown out of the house? Think about it, if one day that cos, would she even respect you?”
Xiao Wenqing looked at her son with heartache, and her hatred for Wen Ran grew deeper in her heart.
“She doesn’t respect now.”
A painful look flashed through MO Zixuan’s eyes as he rembered the mont he slept with Zhou Lin, Wen Ran lost all respect for him. If it weren’t for his lingering feelings and unwillingness to give up, he wouldn’t even have the courage to face her.
“Then make her respect you. Not only make her respect you, but make her rely on you. At that ti, just like MO Xiuchen at the beginning, she will not be able to refuse whatever you want her to do.”
Xiao Wenqing suddenly raised her voice, her tone serious.
MO Zixuan blinked in confusion, contemplating the aning of her words, but thoughts of Wen Ran flooded his mind each ti he tried to think.
Seeing his silence, Xiao Wenqing decided to be bold, grabbed his shoulder, and shook him hard before saying hatefully: “Zixuan, listen carefully, only if you beco the heir of MS Group and step on MO Xiuchen can you claim Wen Ran back.”
“Really? Can I still take her back?”
MO Zixuan didn’t dare to believe himself. Wen Ran was not one to be interested in vanity. She agreed to marry MO Xiuchen because she had been cornered.
“Of course, you can. Believe in your mother’s words, defeat MO Xiuchen no matter the thod and take back Wen Ran, don’t let MO Xiuchen get his way. ‘
Xiao Wenqing’s near madness filled her voice and it made MO Zixuan less drunk. Again, the image of Wen Ran’s kissed marks on her neck and her indifferent tone when talking to him surfaced in his mind and his pain instantaneously transford into a hatred for MO Xiuchen.
A look of resentnt flared in his eyes as he gritted his teeth and said: “That’s right, I won’t let MO Xiuchen have his way.”
“Yes. He must have plotted that incident where you ended up in bed with Zhou Lin, and used that opportunity to take away Wen Ran.”
Seeing her son wavered and begin to harbor revenge in his heart, Xiao Wenqing smiled with a hint of coldness as she fanned the flas.
When MO Xiuchen returned ho, Wen Ran was not asleep. As soon as his Aston Martin pulled into the villa, she heard it.
When footsteps echoed from the staircase, she didn’t get up, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
A mont later, the door was pushed open. MO Xiuchen entered the master bedroom and looked at Wen Ran, who was sleeping on her side, with the dim soft light in the room. His gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds before he walked towards the bathroom.
While in the hospital, he had only changed his blood-stained clothes, not taken a shower.
The sound of water ca from the bathroom. Wen Ran opened her eyes that she had kept shut and detected a faint sll of perfu in the air, causing her brows to furrow slightly.
The perfu was from Cheng Jia and was brought back by MO Xiuchen. Even though he had changed clothes, being with Cheng Jia for a long ti and Cheng Jia’s strong perfu still lingered on him.
Wen Ran had a particularly keen sense of sll. She could sense even the slightest odor. She usually didn’t like to use perfu but wasn’t repulsed by all perfu slls. But she had a particular dislike for the sll of Cheng Jia’s perfu.
MO Xiuchen took a few more minutes in the shower than usual. He stayed in the bathroom for over ten minutes before he ca out. She continued to keep her eyes shut pretending to sleep.
He didn’t get into bed imdiately. Instead, he sat down on the leather couch and lighted a cigarette. He took a deep puff, exhaled a cloud of smoke, his handso features obscured by the hazy smoke.
In the quiet master bedroom, the smoke hung heavy in the air. It entered Wen Ran’s nostrils with each breath, causing her throat to itch. She couldn’t help but cough.
Upon hearing the coughing sound, MO Xiuchen snapped out of his thoughts. His deep gaze drifted towards the bed and he promptly put out his burning cigarette.
Realizing she had his attention, Wen Ran could not pretend anymore and simply opened her eyes, eting his deep and profound gaze.
“You’re awake?”
MO Xiuchen got up and walked up to the bed. His gentle voice carried a hint of apology for waking her up. He had thought she was asleep and so, he started smoking in the room..
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