After a long silence, Jing Xiaocha spoke without a shred of emotion.
That ti, she owed Jin Zheyu.
He got injured because of her.
She’s always been soone who repays even the smallest kindness generously and never likes to owe anyone anything, so when he asked for repaynt, she agreed.
Jin Zheyu’s face suddenly turned pale.
A flash of pain passed through his eyes as he looked at Jing Xiaocha, who had severed all ties with him, from now on becoming strangers with no relation whatsoever.
It was no longer possible for her to call him Senior.
This seed like a burden he couldn’t bear, more painful than the injury he endured for her.
His lips moved, but he couldn’t make a sound.
Jing Xiaocha finished speaking and no longer looked at him.
The atmosphere froze again.
Jin Zheyu was torn between completing his father’s mission or choosing to defy it and continue being friends with Xiaocha.
**
Inside the school exam room.
Mo Ziye hadn’t slept at all last night because he was worried that his sister Qingqing would have a fever again.
Even though later they took her temperature and she no longer had a fever, he stayed by her side worriedly.
Today, during the exam, he felt dizzy.
He yawned several tis.
The teacher noticed his condition, and after a few more yawns, ca up to him and asked, "Ziye, are you feeling unwell?"
"Teacher, I’m not unwell..."
Before he finished speaking, Ziye yawned again.
"Did you not sleep well last night? You look so sleepy."
The teacher was extrely fond of this handso and smart boy.
Ziye covered his mouth with his hand and yawned again.
A bit embarrassed, he said, "Last night my sister had a high fever, I took care of her all night, so I didn’t sleep. But don’t worry, teacher, I’m fine, I can manage."
"Then hurry up and finish your exam so you can go ho and rest."
The teacher said with concern.
In the Haochen Group’s CEO Office.
Mo Xiuchen’s phone rang while he was reviewing the annual report.
Stopping his work, he pressed the answer button, "Hello."
"Mo General, sorry to bother you, I’m Ziye’s teacher. I just saw Ziye yawning repeatedly, he said he took care of his sister last night and didn’t sleep the whole night..."
"Oh, that’s indeed the case. Ziye has always been good to his sister. Last night, his sister got sick, and he looked after her the entire ti. Did it affect his exam today?"
"It didn’t affect him. In fact, Ziye’s answers on the test were excellent. I just feel that staying up isn’t good for growing kids..."
Mo Xiuchen furrowed his eyebrows slightly, "This won’t happen every day."
Perhaps detecting a hint of coldness in his tone, the other party didn’t dare say more.
Wen Ran looked up in confusion at Mo Xiuchen’s slightly stern face, "Xiuchen, what’s wrong?"
"It’s nothing."
Mo Xiuchen’s mood changed as quickly as the weather, gloomy one second, sunny the next, showing a gentle smile to Wen Ran.
Wen Ran stood up and went to the desk, picked up his cup, filled it with water, and brought it back to him. Mo Xiuchen took the cup and sipped.
Only then did she ask, "I heard you ntion Ziye, did Ziye’s teacher call you again?"
"Didn’t you leave your number for her last ti?" Mo Xiuchen responded with a question.
Wen Ran nodded, "Yes, last ti I left my number with her."
At this, she chuckled lightly, teasing, "It seems like opposites attract and the sa repel, that’s why his teacher Liu keeps calling you."
Mo Xiuchen’s eyes flickered with a trace of disdain, his smile fading as he looked seriously at Wen Ran, "Ranran, no crowing over others’ misfortune."
Wen Ran laughed even more joyfully, "How am I crowing over others’ misfortune, I’m actually worried. Ever since marrying you, you’ve been constantly surrounded by romance."
"I don’t even know what Ziye’s teacher Liu looks like. Ranran, you can’t accuse without cause. It’s those won who covet . Why don’t you go and kill them all?"
Mo Xiuchen said, pulling Wen Ran onto his lap.
Wen Ran exclaid softly, wrapping her arms around his neck, teasingly saying, "You’re dreaming. I wouldn’t even think about killing one of them, let alone all. Then there would be other won harassing my husband and abusing my kids."
Mo Xiuchen was amused by Wen Ran’s words, laughing heartily, and kissed her forehead, "Then write a few words on ."
"What words?" Wen Ran looked up at Mo Xiuchen with a teasing smile.
"Write, ’Anyone who looks at my husband will have their eyes gouged out.’"
Mo Xiuchen pretended to be angry.
Wen Ran laughed and nodded, "Sure, but if I write those words, would you dare show them off outside?"
"Why wouldn’t I?"
Mo Xiuchen raised his handso brow, showing an expression that said if Wen Ran dared to write it, he dared to wear it outside.
"Seriously, what did Ziye’s teacher say just now?"
"She said Ziye kept yawning during the exam, but even so, he did really well."
"Ziye didn’t sleep last night."
Thinking of this, Wen Ran felt a small pang of heartache.
Mo Xiuchen smiled and comforted, "It’s just one night without sleep, it’s no big deal. Ranran, don’t worry about him."
"You speak as if he’s not your son."
"What are you talking about? If it weren’t for my good genes, that boy wouldn’t be so smart and handso," Mo Xiuchen said proudly.
Wen Ran struggled to get up from his lap, "Stop fooling around, let’s pick up the kids and take them to the hospital to see Xiaocha."
"I don’t want to go."
Mo Xiuchen’s big hand, like a vise, held Wen Ran’s slim waist tightly, not letting her get up.
"Why not, the kids have exams today."
"What’s so special about a group of kids taking exams? It’s not like it’s the college entrance exam. Besides, once they finish the exam, they’ll be on vacation and cling to you every day. Ranran, let’s have lunch, just the two of us, today."
Mo Xiuchen was afraid his children would take Ranran away from him.
Although Ziye now had Qingqing and wouldn’t compete with him for Ranran like before, they would now collectively vie for her attention.
"No way, I want to pick up the kids. We haven’t visited Xiaocha in the hospital for two days, and I don’t know what Zhang Jinlei told Xiaocha when he visited yesterday. I want to check on her."
"Even if she becos your sister-in-law in the future, Ah Jin is there to take care of her. Ranran, if you worry too much about Xiaocha, won’t it diminish Ah Jin’s importance?"
Mo Xiuchen only wanted to keep his Ranran by his side, not letting her leave for even a mont.
His possessiveness hadn’t waned after years of marriage; instead, he beca more inseparable from Ranran.
He couldn’t understand those who talked about the seven-year itch and losing passion in marriage, wondering if their brains were rusted.
Wen Ran sighed helplessly, cooing softly, "Xiuchen, let care for Xiaocha a bit more. If she and my brother can settle things before the New Year, then we’ll have soone to help us with the kids during the holidays."
"..."
Mo Xiuchen’s eyes flashed but he remained silent.
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