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

Chapter 119 Take Her Back

After the accident in the Wen family, Xiao Wenqing wanted to destroy Wen Ran and make her ashamed to stay with her son. In the end, somehow, her son slept with Zhou Lin. A few days ago, Wen Ran was kidnapped and Mo Xiuchen The rescue, even tonight, failed.

Why is Wen Ran always so lucky that he can escape every time.

The more Xiao Wenqing thought about it, the angrier he became.

"Don't worry, Wen Ran won't find anything out. Mo Xiuchen doesn't have time to investigate this matter now. His savior Cheng Jia was injured because of him. You just need to seize this opportunity and don't need to do it yourself. Naturally someone will help you get rid of Wen Ran."

Xiao Wenqing's mood gradually stabilized, and she felt that what the other party said was reasonable, and she sneered again: "That's right, that little bitch Wen Ran doesn't need me to take action at all, there are Cheng Jia and Zhou Lin, and there is someone who wants her to disappear more than me Zhou Mingfu, she won't have a good life."

"That's right, what I asked you to do, how are you doing?"

Wu Tianyi on the other end of the phone smiled and asked.

"I did it because I was afraid he would find out. I halved the dose. It doesn't matter if it takes longer." Xiao Wenqing hesitated before answering.

"You don't want to bear the title of Mrs. Mo, Mo Jingteng, do you?"

Hearing this, Wu Tian was dissatisfied immediately.

Xiao Wenqing's complexion changed, and she quickly explained: "No, why would I be reluctant to part with him, I don't want to arouse his suspicion."

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned her head to look at the entrance, and said in a low voice, "Maybe he's back, so I'll hang up first."

Before Wu Tian on the other end could answer, she hung up the phone hastily.

The one who came back was not Mo Jingteng, but Mo Zixuan. Before anyone was seen, the strong smell of wine spread first.

Pain flashed in Xiao Wenqing's eyes, and she stepped forward to support Mo Zixuan who was drunk, "Zixuan, why did you come back drunk again?"

Mo Zixuan squinted at her, smiled drunkenly, pulled out the arm that was held by her, and said, "It's good to be drunk. If you are drunk, you won't be in pain."

"Zixuan, you can't ruin yourself because of Wen Ran. Your father said last night that if you continue like this, he will remove you from the group."

"If you remove the name, you will be removed. Even if you get the whole company, it's meaningless."

Mo Zixuan smiled wryly. In the past, he naively thought that Mo Xiuchen was sick, and even if he married Wen Ran, he wouldn't be able to do anything to her. But that evening, he saw her at the hospital entrance, and saw the fresh kiss on her neck. It was as if he had been struck by lightning.

For a long time, the brain was blank!

When he was able to think about the problem, the image that flooded into his mind was the image of her tactfully and happily under Mo Xiuchen...

These days, the only way he can anesthetize himself is through alcohol.

"Why is it meaningless? Do you really want to see Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen loving and happy, giving him sons and daughters, and then becoming the young mistress of the Mo family, while you are kicked out of the house? Think about it, if that day comes, she Can I still respect you?"

Xiao Wenqing looked at her son with heartache, and hated Wen Ran even more in her heart.

"She looks down on me now too."

Pain flashed in Mo Zixuan's eyes. From the moment he slept with Zhou Lin, she had looked down on him. If it wasn't because she couldn't let go and was unwilling, he wouldn't even have the face to appear in front of her.

"Then make her think highly of you, not only make her think highly of you, but also make her ask for something from you. At that time, just like Mo Xiuchen back then, she can't refuse whatever you ask her to do."

Xiao Wenqing suddenly turned up the volume and said in a serious tone.

Mo Zixuan blinked blankly, thinking about the meaning of Xiao Wenqing's words, but when he thought about the problem, his head hurt, and his head was full of Wen Ran's face.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Wenqing was heartbroken, grabbed his shoulders and shook him twice, and said bitterly: "Zixuan, you heard me clearly, only you become the heir of the MS Group, and Mo Xiuchen is the only one who can kill Mo Xiuchen." Only by stepping on it can we take Wen Ran back."

"Really, can I still snatch her back?"

Mo Zixuan couldn't believe himself, Wen Ran was not the kind of girl who loves vanity, she was forced to marry Mo Xiuchen when she was forced to a dead end.

"Of course, you can believe what mom said, defeat Mo Xiuchen, no matter what method you use, you must take Wen Ran back, and Mo Xiuchen can't get what he wants."

Xiao Wenqing's almost crazy tone reduced Mo Zixuan's drunkenness by three points. He saw the hickey mark on Wen Ran's neck again, and her cold and indifferent tone when she talked to him. The pain in his heart instantly turned into a love for Mo Xiu. Dust's hatred.

There was resentment in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I can't let Mo Xiuchen get what he wants."

"That's right, he must have designed you to have sex with Zhou Lin that night, and took the opportunity to snatch Wen Ran away."

Seeing that her son finally wavered, Xiao Wenqing felt resentment in her heart, a glint of coldness flashed in her eyes, and she quickly added fuel to the flames.

***

When Mo Xiuchen came home, Wen Ran was not asleep, and she heard his Aston entering the villa.

When footsteps were heard in the stairwell, she didn't get up, but closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

A moment later, the door was pushed open, and Mo Xiuchen entered the master bedroom. He looked at the bed through the dark and soft light in the room, and saw Wen Ran sleeping on his side in the bed. His eyes paused on her face for a few seconds before he looked up. Step up and head for the bathroom.

When he was in the hospital, he just changed into blood-stained clothes and didn't take a shower.

The sound of water came from the bathroom, Wen Ran opened her closed eyes, smelling the faint scent of perfume in the air, she frowned slightly.

The smell of perfume was brought back from Cheng Jia by Mo Xiuchen. Even if he changed clothes and stayed with her for too long, the smell of perfume on Cheng Jia's body was too strong, so he still got it.

And Wen Ran's sense of smell is particularly keen, and he can smell even the slightest smell.

Originally, although she herself didn't like to use perfume, she didn't reject all perfume smells, but she didn't like the smell of perfume on Cheng Jia's body.

Mo Xiuchen took a few minutes longer to take a shower tonight than usual, and waited in the bathroom for more than ten minutes before coming out. She continued to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.

He didn't go to bed immediately, but sat on the leather sofa, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and exhaled a puff of smoke. His delicate and handsome features were isolated behind the hazy smoke.

In the silent master bedroom, curling smoke permeated the air, and as her breath entered Wen Ran's nostrils, her throat was itchy and she couldn't help coughing.

Hearing the sound, Mo Xiuchen on the sofa woke up from his contemplation, looked at the bed with deep eyes, and at the same time, extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

Sensing his gaze, Wen Ran couldn't pretend any longer, so she simply opened her eyes to meet his deep, pool-like eyes.

"you're awake?"

Mo Xiuchen got up and walked to the bed. In his gentle tone, there was a trace of apology for choking her awake. He thought she would be fine if she fell asleep, so he smoked in this room.