Chapter 139 Envy

Mo Xiuchen has become an indispensable leader of the MS Group over the years. Although he is not the president, the profits he has created for the group are unmatched by anyone.

He dared to say that apart from him, Mo Jingteng could not find a better heir.

In fact, what made him feel the most comfortable was Wen Ran's recognition of him in words, which made him more proud than anyone else's praise and admiration.

"According to what you say, if I agree, I will be at a disadvantage!"

Mo Xiuchen's thin lips curled slightly, and his eyebrows stretched.

Wen Ran raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said seriously: "Although it's a bit of a disadvantage, you can sacrifice a little for the sake of so many employees of the group. Besides, if you become the president of the group, wouldn't I be the wife of the president? I think in the future, wherever I go, people will look at me enviously, what a proud thing that is!"

Mo Xiuchen was amused by her playful appearance, he knew that Wen Ran was not the kind of vain woman.

After his father did that to her, she could still persuade him to think about the overall situation, and he couldn't help but be moved.

"Well, in order to become the CEO's wife that everyone envies, I will bear the name of the CEO and make a little sacrifice."

Wen Ran chuckled, forked a small piece of steak and fed it to his mouth, "President Mo, come, do you have a taste of this steak?"

Mo Xiuchen opened his mouth to eat the steak she fed to his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then commented casually: "It's not bad."

"Then eat another piece."

While Wen Ran was talking, he fed another piece of steak to his mouth, completely unaware of how sweet and romantic their current interaction is in the eyes of outsiders!

Mo Xiuchen enjoyed her service very much, and ate all the steak on her plate without being polite at all. When he swallowed the last piece of steak, he smiled and asked: "You fed me a plate of steak, now, I Do I want to feed you this plate of steak too?"

Wen Ran blinked her eyes, and then realized that there were a few eyes cast on them from a distance, and when she turned her head to see the customers at the other table looking at them with envy, she realized it later and turned red Little face: "No, I'm not hungry, just eat these."

"If you're shy, then remember, I'll feed you when I get back at night!"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes darkened slightly, and a hint of ambiguous smile permeated into his deep magnetic voice.

***

After finishing the meal, when leaving, I met Mo Zixuan and Zhou Lin at the entrance of the restaurant.

Mo Xiuchen didn't know when he was used to holding Wen Ran's hand. The temperature in autumn is not low, and the weather is not cold, but he just likes to wrap her soft, boneless little hand in his palm. It was cold, he held her hand, feeling the coolness of her palm, and his heart softened.

Wen Ran was not used to it at first, but after these days, every struggle was useless, and gradually, she let him go.

Being held by him and walking with him, that kind of feeling made Wen Ran feel at ease and down-to-earth. Although they were walking side by side, Mo Xiuchen's tall figure, broad shoulders, and powerful palms all gave her a kind of No matter how much wind and rain is ahead, he will stand in front of her and protect her under his wings.

Contrary to their intimacy, Mo Zixuan and Zhou Lin walked one after the other.

Seeing Mo Xiuchen coming out of the restaurant, he stopped. Zhou Lin, who was walking behind, bumped into his back suddenly. With an ouch, she poked her head out, only to see Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran standing in front of her. .

When her eyes fell on their intertwined hands, a trace of envy flashed in Zhou Lin's eyes, and she was soon covered by a hypocritical smile, and greeted enthusiastically: "Mr. Mo, of course, it's such a coincidence that you also come here for dinner." ?"

She actually liked meeting such Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran very much, seeing them love each other, Mo Zixuan could only give up.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes swept across Mo Zixuan's face, he didn't look at Zhou Lin, and he didn't hear her words, so he replied softly: "En!"

Mo Xiuchen led Wen Ran past Mo Zixuan, their hands were still held together.

Mo Zixuan felt as if a needle had been stuck in his heart, and the pain was severe. His expression changed a few times. After Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen walked a few steps, he finally couldn't hold back, and turned to stop her: " Ran Ran!"

Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran stopped.

Wen Ran turned her head indifferently, looking at him coldly.

"I'm sorry about that!"

His Mo Yu's eyes were full of pain and apology, because of that incident, his father went to the hospital, and after waking up, he didn't know what he said to his mother. These days, Xiao Wenqing didn't dare to visit Mo Jingteng .

Zhou Lin looked at Mo Zixuan in surprise, not understanding why he apologized to Wen Ran.

A trace of coldness flashed in Wen Ran's eyes, without saying a word, he turned his head and left with Mo Xiuchen.

Zhou Lin was both displeased with Wen Ran's attitude and secretly glad that she was indifferent to Mo Zixuan. This conflicting psychology made her feel complicated. She waited quietly for Mo Zixuan for a minute before softly saying: "Zixuan ,let's go!"

"I suddenly remembered that the company still has something to deal with, and you will go back by car in a while."

Mo Zixuan pursed his lips fiercely, calmed down his emotions, said something to Zhou Lin, turned around and left.

"Zixuan!"

Zhou Lin's face turned blue and white alternately, looking at the back of Mo Zixuan who was walking away quickly, indifferent and determined without a trace of nostalgia, the hands beside her were clenched into fists, and the hatred in her heart beat every nerve like a huge wave .

It's all Wen Ran's fault!

If he hadn't met her, Mo Zixuan would not have left her alone.

She swore bitterly that she would never let Wen Ran go!

***

In the afternoon of the same day, Mo Xiuchen called Luo Haofeng in H City and asked him to send over several kinds of medicinal materials that Wen's Pharmaceutical Factory was in short supply.

At noon the next day, the medicinal materials were sent to the pharmaceutical factory.

Wen Ran was a guest and invited Luo Haofeng and two transport workers to have lunch. On the way back to the company, she received a call from Mo Jingteng.

Wen Ran hesitated for a while, and said lightly, "Okay, I'll be there in a while."

After hanging up the phone, she turned the steering wheel and drove towards Kangning Hospital.

Along the way, Wen Ran drove the car very slowly, thinking about what Mo Jingteng would say to her.

In the ward, Mo Jingteng was the only one, ignoring the emotions in his heart, politely called "Chairman Mo", and walked into the ward.

"Wen Ran, sit down, I have something to tell you."

Mo Jingteng leaned against the head of the bed with a pillow behind him. He spoke to Wen Ran in a tone that was not as condescending and contemptuous as he was at Mo Xiuchen's house for the first time. It might be due to his illness, and there was a faint gentleness between his brows.

Wen Ran opened the chair silently and sat down, Qing Hong's water eyes calmly met his deep eyes, and asked lightly: "Chairman Mo has anything to say, just say it!"

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