Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1832: Chapter 1831: Then I’ll Kneel First

Bai Xiaoxiao went abroad earlier than Meng Ke, and did not know that after she left, Meng Ke also went to Bali Island.

Now hearing Wen Ran say that Lu Zhiyan had detained Xu Wanqi.

Meng Ke went to Bali Island alone, so Wen Ran’s worries are not unfounded.

Bai Xiaoxiao already knew what kind of person Meng Ke was. Even without evidence, she had to be cautious of him.

What’s more, now that she’s here and listening to Jian Yiwei’s account, she feels that someone might be stirring up trouble behind the scenes.

After a moment of silence, Bai Xiaoxiao’s voice came, “Ranran, don’t worry, I will be careful.”

“Yes, it’s always good to be cautious.”

Meng Ke could pull off a kidnapping of her mother, then rescue her himself to make Bai Xiaoxiao grateful, and commit illegal acts. Therefore, other things are not impossible either.

“Ranran, I have something to do here, I won’t chat with you now.”

Wen Ran chuckled softly and gently reminded, “Okay, call me when you have time.”

After finishing the call with Bai Xiaoxiao, Mo Xiuchen had just come out of the shower.

“Ranran, done with the call so soon?”

Mo Xiuchen was wearing pajamas, and the scent that surrounded Wen Ran now was the familiar fresh bath scent and his refreshing masculine aura, instead of the earlier perfume smell.

Wen Ran made some room for him to lean beside her.

Mo Xiuchen extended his long arm and pulled her into his embrace, chuckling, “Ranran, see if there’s no more annoying perfume smell now?”

Wen Ran gave him a playful glare and teased, “President Mo truly has great charm. I didn’t stick to you for one night and you came back with a whole body of perfume. How many women are throwing themselves at you?”

Mo Xiuchen laughed heartily, lowering his head to plant a kiss on Wen Ran’s forehead, his long eyes filled with smiles.

“And you still dare to laugh?”

Wen Ran pretended to be angry and glared at him.

The ones he socialized with tonight were government officials, yet he still managed to come back with women’s perfume on him. His charm really is commendable.

Mo Xiuchen held back his laughter and begged for mercy, “Ranran, don’t be mad, I won’t laugh anymore. If you have anything to interrogate, just ask.”

Wen Ran suppressed a laugh and asked seriously, “Will you answer everything I ask?”

“I promise to tell you everything, hold nothing back. If Ranran still doesn’t believe me, then I’ll kneel first.”

Mo Xiuchen said with a smile, pretending to get up and kneel on the bed.

As soon as he moved, Wen Ran pulled him back.

Mo Xiuchen couldn’t help but laugh again, holding Wen Ran’s slender body tightly in his arms, “Ranran, have you taken your medicine?”

“I have.”

Wen Ran nodded, her voice soft and gentle.

“Then are you feeling better? Does your head still hurt?”

Mo Xiuchen asked, placing his hand on Wen Ran’s cheek, lightly pressing his slightly rough fingertip against her temple.

Wen Ran shook her head with a smile, “It doesn’t hurt.”

Hearing this, Mo Xiuchen was slightly relieved. Without waiting for her to ask, he voluntarily explained, “Ranran, I met Li Shi Yao’s classmate Jiang Hui at dinner tonight.”

Wen Ran blinked, noticing Mo Xiuchen’s handsome features hardening slightly, she asked concernedly, “How did you run into her?”

“She’s Director Wei’s wife’s goddaughter.”

Mo Xiuchen explained faintly, his thin lips slightly pressed together.

Wen Ran could clearly feel the slight emotional fluctuation in Mo Xiuchen when he mentioned Jiang Hui.

With a slight sensation in her heart, she wrapped her arms around Mo Xiuchen’s solid waist, looking up at him with her gentle and concerned eyes, “Xiuchen, do you think there’s something wrong with that Jiang Hui?”

Mo Xiuchen’s expression slightly shifted, not believing it was a coincidence.

For now, he didn’t want to tell Ranran too much, so he smiled, nonchalantly saying, “She’s just a university student, even if there are issues, she can’t make a big fuss. Ranran, you don’t have to worry.”

“I’m not worried about her, I’m worried about you.”

Wen Ran pouted, “That perfume smell you had just now, it was from her, wasn’t it?”

“Ranran, it wasn’t a whole body of perfume. I had the driver take her home, so we shared the way for a while.”

Mo Xiuchen explained innocently, thinking it was just a little bit of perfume, although he too disliked that scent.

But Ranran couldn’t wrong him like this, making it sound like he did something with that woman.

Wen Ran’s eyes widened in surprise, “You even sent her home?”

She wasn’t questioning, just surprised and curious.

When Wen Ran met Jiang Hui yesterday, she felt Jiang Hui looked familiar but couldn’t recall where they had met.

It wasn’t until she returned to the company that it suddenly dawned on her.

Now, hearing that Mo Xiuchen sent her home, Wen Ran couldn’t help but be surprised.

The corner of Mo Xiuchen’s mouth carried a hint of coldness, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, “She wanted me to take her home, so I did. Maybe in a few days, she’ll be working at Haochen.”

“Oh.”

Wen Ran blinked, saying nothing more.

She vaguely guessed what Mo Xiuchen was planning. No matter what Xiuchen decided to do, she would support him.

Mo Xiuchen’s arm slightly tightened around her, leaning down, his thin lips gently pressed against her fair forehead, “Ranran, since someone delivered her to my doorstep, how could I reject the other’s kind intention?”

Wen Ran chuckled lightly, “With you acting this way, that person might be disappointed.”

Mo Xiuchen sneered coldly, “If he has the nerve to sow discord between Ranran and me, then he must have the ability to bear the consequences.”

Wen Ran sighed softly, snuggling entirely into his broad, warm embrace, her hands still around his lean waist, her soft voice coming from his chest, “Xiuchen, I won’t stop believing in you because of anyone or anything.”

Warmth spread through Mo Xiuchen’s heart, the tenderness in his deep eyes deepened, as he gently pulled her a bit away and lowered his head, his thin lips lovingly met hers…

**

D Country

The doorbell rang.

Bai Xiaoxiao walked over and opened the door.

She saw a tall figure standing at the doorway, the man looked travel-worn, carrying only a small suitcase, and he gazed at her warmly.

“Xiaoxiao, good evening!”

A bright and pleasant voice entered her ears, and an involuntary bright smile blossomed on Bai Xiaoxiao’s face, “How did you come?”

Even though Wen Ran had called her, seeing Luo Haofeng right in front of her, Bai Xiaoxiao was momentarily at a loss for words.

Luo Haofeng curved his lips into a smile, walked into the room with his suitcase, and only after placing it by the sofa did he turn to look at Bai Xiaoxiao, who had closed the door and was standing there.

“Xiaoxiao, come here.”

Luo Haofeng’s tall figure stood in front of the sofa, the brilliant crystal light cascading down from above, tracing his handsome facial features with a layer of soft sheen.

Bai Xiaoxiao slowly walked over, and when she was two steps away, Luo Haofeng stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace.