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

Chapter 141 Her last name is Wen

When Gu Kai and Wen Ran rushed to the ward, Cheng Jia was holding his head in his hands, curled up on the bed in pain.

The special guard on the side turned pale with fright.

Gu Kai strode to the hospital bed and called Cheng Jia.

Hearing the sound, Cheng Jia raised her head and met Gu Kai's sharp eyes. She held her head with her hands unabated, and said in a trembling voice: "Doctor Gu, my head hurts so much. Will I die like this? Can you help me?" I called Young Master Mo, I want to see him..."

I don't know if Gu Kai's body is too tall and stalwart, blocking Wen Ran who came in from behind, or Cheng Jia is really in pain and has no time to worry about other things, so he didn't see Wen Ran, and looked at Gu Kai with teary eyes.

"Brother Gu, you should check her first, I'll call Xiuchen."

Wen Ran's slender body stopped a few steps away, looking calmly at Cheng Jia who was teary-eyed on the hospital bed. Although she was a patient, she didn't seem as pale as the special nurse beside her except for the pain she showed.

Suddenly hearing Wen Ran's voice, Cheng Jia suddenly turned her head to look at her, met her cold gaze, a flash of annoyance flashed across her heart, and she still maintained her pretended weakness in front of Gu Kai: "Miss Wen, then please call Young Master Mo now, I'm afraid I'll never see him again."

"Of course you're right, you go for an inspection first, and Xiuchen will be here in a while."

Gu Kai winked at the special nurse on the side, and the latter immediately stepped forward and reached out to Cheng Jia who was on the hospital bed: "Miss Cheng, I'll help you."

Cheng Jia was supported by the special guard to leave the ward for an examination. Gu Kai took a step behind on purpose, and when he passed by Wen Ran, he said in a low voice, "She might be faking it."

Wen Ran's eyes flickered, and she knew it in her heart.

After Cheng Jia was hospitalized for so many days, Mo Xiuchen accompanied her to the hospital once on the second day, and never visited her again after that.

Cheng Jia was injured and hospitalized for him, but he never showed up, so it's no wonder she couldn't calm down. If she pretended to have a headache, it would be worthwhile for her to get Mo Xiuchen to see her.

Wen Ran pondered for a moment, then took out her cell phone to call Mo Xiuchen.

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MS Group

The decoration of Mo Xiuchen's office is dominated by black and white, exquisite but not noble, just like his impression.

At this moment, the air pressure in the office is a little low.

There were three people sitting on the high-end leather sofa. Mo Xiuchen occupied a sofa by himself, and Luo Haofeng and Qin Mu sat on the sofa opposite him.

In front of the solid wood coffee table, there was still a man about forty years old, but at this moment, his legs were trembling, and there was no paleness on his dark face, but there were big drops of sweat on his forehead.

With one hand resting on the sofa, Mo Xiuchen caressed the edge of the cup with the other big hand. His narrow and deep eyes narrowed sharply, looked at the man standing in front of the coffee table with a cold expression, and asked lightly: "Have you thought about it?" No, is it for the one hundred thousand yuan to go to jail for someone else, so that your son can't hold his head up for the rest of his life, or to tell the person who ordered you behind?"

The middle-aged man trembled, a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead, he bit his lip fiercely, and said tremblingly: "I said, but, I have a request."

"What request?"

There was a hint of coldness in Mo Xiuchen's lazy tone, and the middle-aged man stammered: "I've explained, can Young Master Mo not tell my family about this, especially my son, I don't want him to know."

"good!"

Mo Xiuchen sat upright, looking at the middle-aged man sharply.

On the opposite sofa, Luo Haofeng and Qin Mu also sat upright, staring fixedly at the middle-aged man.

"It was a young woman who was looking for me. She said her surname is Wen. I don't know her name."

"Surname Wen?"

Before Mo Xiuchen could speak, Luo Haofeng on the opposite sofa suddenly sneered, leaned forward, and stared at the middle-aged man with a hint of amusement in his sharp eyes.

Interesting!

A young woman surnamed Wen, which made them easily think of Wen Ran!

Mo Xiuchen didn't speak, but a chill flashed deep in his eyes, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a few degrees because of his breath.

Tan Mu frowned tightly, either this person was lying, or the other party deliberately misled him.

Now it doesn't look like he's lying, it's the latter.

"Did you talk to her face to face?"

Seeing that Mo Xiuchen didn't speak, Tan Mu thought for a while and asked in a deep voice.

"No, it was through the phone. Listen to the voice. You are quite young. I saved the number of the public phone. Maybe you can find it."

The middle-aged man felt that the atmosphere was not right, and he became more and more anxious. He took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and showed Mo Xiuchen the public phone number.

"The number of City F?"

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his narrow eyes.

"What's the date?"

Luo Haofeng and Qin Mu asked in unison.

Mo Xiuchen's face darkened slightly, his eyes staring at his mobile phone were deep and dark, and the voice overflowing his thin lips revealed a tinge of coldness: "It's time for Wen Ran to go on a business trip."

"I seem to hear someone calling her Wen Ran on the phone. That's right, it's called Wen Ran."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to know that Mo Xiuchen's wife was called Wen Ran, his eyes lit up when he heard the name, and he suddenly interrupted.

The corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth curled up into a cold arc, and he looked away. There was a vibrating sound in his pocket. He took out his mobile phone, and when he saw the caller ID, his eyes changed slightly. He stood up and walked towards the French window, and pressed the Answering the button, the voice is deep and magnetic, overflowing thin lips: "Hello!"

Tan Mu and Luo Haofeng looked at each other, and guessed from his tone that the person who called was Wen Ran.

"Mo Xiuchen, Cheng Jia suddenly complained of a headache and wanted to see you, are you free now?"

The warm and soft voice pierced into the eardrums, and Mo Xiuchen's beautiful brows frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully, "When did it happen? Ran, why did you go to the hospital?"

Wen Ran invited Luo Haofeng to dinner at noon, but he didn't go because he couldn't get away because of the dinner. Luo Haofeng told him just now that Wen Ran returned to the company after lunch.

Now, she called from the hospital?

"Ah, I came to the hospital after I asked my brother about something. It happened that Cheng Jia had a headache and wanted to see you."

Wen Ran lied and didn't tell him that it was his father who called her to come. Even though she hated Mo Jingteng's arrogance and selfishness, Mo Xiuchen and him were father and son after all, and she didn't want Mo Xiuchen to turn against him because of her.

"Are you in a hurry now? If not, just wait for me in the hospital for a while. I'll go there now."

A flash of thought flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and asked Wen Ran.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

On the other end of the phone, Wen Ran hesitated for a moment before softly agreeing.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Xiuchen returned to the sofa. His tall figure stood like a pine tree in front of the sofa. The middle-aged man at the other end suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression pressing towards him.