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

Chapter 122 Try to be satisfied

The moment they entered the door, although the two were one behind the other, as soon as they entered, Mo Xiuchen stopped, turned his eyes, looked at Wen Ran tenderly, and then turned his head to look at her: "Cheng Jia, just listen Said that you were injured because of me, and I will come to the hospital to see you early this morning, and there are some things on the construction site that I can't get away from, so we are only now."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was deep and calm, as indifferent as water. He neither expressed his gratitude to her savior, nor was he cold and heartless. In the eyes of outsiders, it was not easy for the always indifferent Mo Shao to speak so gently with a woman .

But Cheng Jia could hear the difference between closeness and closeness from his words. When he called her by first and last name, he called her Wen Ran, but he was affectionate and doting.

The faint warmth and softness between his brows was not because of her, but because of the woman beside him, his eyes became warm unconsciously.

Wen Ran saw a series of changes in Cheng Jia's expression, smiled slightly, withdrew his hand from Mo Xiuchen's warm palm, walked towards the hospital bed, and said gratefully:

"Miss Cheng, thank you for pushing Xiuchen away in an emergency yesterday, so that he was safe and sound. Xiuchen told me that your injury will not heal in a day or two. Your parents are abroad and cannot come back for the time being. These days, you can rest assured to heal your injuries, I will ask Mama Zhang to bring you meals every day, and you can just tell her what you want to eat."

Cheng Jia couldn't tell what it was like, there was sadness, anger, jealousy, and unwillingness.

She knew that even though Mo Xiuchen recognized her as the savior, he had been secretly investigating her. She originally thought that after she saved him again yesterday, he would treat her differently.

Unexpectedly, today he brought Wen Ran to show his affection in front of her.

She looked at Mo Xiuchen sadly, Wen Ran walked to the hospital bed, his tall and handsome figure was still standing at the door, his eyes gently settled on Wen Ran.

As sad as Cheng Jia felt, so much resentment.

Sensing her gaze, Mo Xiuchen withdrew his gaze from Wen Ran and turned to look at Cheng Jia. When he met her sad eyes, his gaze deepened. He stepped forward and said, adding fuel to the fire : "Of course you're right, you can relax and heal your injuries these days, and don't think about anything else."

Cheng Jia quietly clenched her hands under the quilt, seeing Mo Xiuchen getting closer and closer, the resentment in her heart was suppressed by the surge of joy again, she told herself to herself, don't worry, don't worry.

As long as Mo Xiuchen still cares about her and is willing to take care of her, one day, he will see how good she is, dump Wen Ran and accept her.

However, soon, she was disappointed again.

Mo Xiuchen walked to the hospital bed in a few steps, not to care about her at a close distance, he pulled the chair aside, and said to Wen Ran who was standing in front of the hospital bed: "Of course, don't stand there, if you have anything to say, sit down and talk." .”

Wen Ran was slightly taken aback, turned his eyes and smiled at Mo Xiuchen, and sat down gracefully.

"Young Master Mo, don't stand still, sit on the edge of the bed."

Cheng Jia pursed her lips and spoke softly. She never looked at Wen Ran who was sitting in front of the hospital bed. Instead, she kept looking up at Mo Xiuchen. She moved her body a little inward to make way for him to sit. on the edge of the bed.

In this ward, there was only one chair. She had someone move the original sofa on purpose, so that Mo Xiuchen could only sit on the chair when he came to visit her, so that he could be closer to her.

Mo Xiuchen ignored her expectant eyes with affection, smiled and said to Wen Ran: "I have something to go to A Kai, but, after you finish talking with Cheng Jia, just go to A Kai's office and find me in a while."

Cheng Jia's complexion changed, and she blurted out, "Young Master Mo, you just arrived, are you leaving so soon?"

She had been looking forward to it all day before he came to see her.

Before he could say anything, he was about to leave again. She was anxious and sad.

Mo Xiuchen nodded, and spoke to her in a calm and calm tone: "Of course, it represents me. If you need anything, it's easier to tell me."

"Of course, call me if you need anything!"

After Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, he turned around and strode out of the ward.

Cheng Jia bit her lip and followed Mo Xiuchen's leaving figure with her eyes, wishing that her eyes could pass through the wall so that she could see him for a while longer.

Wen Ran sat on the chair indifferently, looked at Cheng Jia calmly, thinking in her heart, not only did she not hide her feelings for her husband in front of herself, but also in front of Mo Xiuchen!

I really don't know whether to call her infatuated or shameless.

There is nothing wrong with loving someone, but without moral values, knowing that the other person has a family, and trying to seduce/seduce/seduce him endlessly, that is really shameless.

Even if she was injured in the end, she was not worthy of pity.

"Miss Cheng, if you need anything, you can tell me, and Xiuchen and I will try our best to satisfy you."

Wen Ranqing coughed, interrupting Cheng Jia's fantasies about Mo Xiuchen with a calm voice.

When Mo Xiuchen left, Cheng Jia felt that there was no need to be polite when facing Wen Ran. She looked at Wen Ran's exquisite and beautiful face, and the tender flesh growing from the scar on her left cheek was still faintly glowing. Pink, slightly different from fair skin color.

Although she had never seen her with scars on her face, she could imagine that she must have been ugly at the time, and she even thought viciously in her heart, how could Wen Ran not be disfigured.

"Miss Cheng?"

Seeing Cheng Jia staring at her face without speaking, Wen Ran frowned slightly and called her again.

Cheng Jia came back to her senses, her eyes flickered, put away the vicious thoughts in her heart, and said indifferently: "I don't need anything. If Miss Wen has nothing to do, please go back. I want to rest."

Wen Ran smiled lightly, and was not offended by her attitude, her gaze settled on the gauze wrapped around her forehead, "Miss Cheng is injured, but you must keep a happy mood, if you don't want to tell me , then talk to Xiuchen then."

"Can you satisfy my needs?"

Cheng Jia hated Wen Ran for calling Mo Xiuchen so affectionately, just as she hated Mo Xiuchen for calling her Ranran affectionately. This kind of address was like a thorn in her heart.

She looked at Wen Ran with three points of provocation and two points of sarcasm, as if she was saying, even if I tell you, you won't be able to satisfy me, so why are you asking hypocritically.

Wen Ran narrowed her eyes, and met Cheng Jia's mocking and provocative eyes. Her eyes quickly returned to calm, calm as water, and even her tone was the same as before, without the slightest emotional ups and downs. Seeing that Miss Cheng's request is too much, you might as well tell me, even if I can't satisfy, isn't there still Xiuchen? You are his savior, and he will definitely try his best to satisfy you. "