Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 120 - 120: 119 Get her back

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

“You don’t need to worry, Wen Ran can’t find out any information. MO Xiuchen doesn’t even have time to investigate this matter at the moment, as Cheng Jia, his savior, has been injured for him. All you have to do is seize this opportunity, without personally lifting a finger, someone naturally will help get rid of Wen Ran for you.”

Xiao Wenqing’s mood gradually stabilized, considering that the other person had a sound argument. She chuckled coldly and said, “Yes, that little slut Wen Ran doesn’t need me to lift a finger, with Cheng Jia and Zhou Lin, as well as Zhou Mingfu, who wants her to disappear more than I do, she won’t have any good days.”

“That’s right. How about the task I assigned to you?

Wu Tianyi chuckled over the phone and asked.

“I’ve done it. I reduced the dose of the drug by half to avoid him noticing. It doesn’t matter if it takes a bit longer.” Xiao Wenqing hesitated before answering.

“Are you reluctant to give up the title of Mrs. MO, or to give up MO Jingteng?” At these words, Wu Tianyi’s tone filled with dissatisfaction.

Xiao Wenqing’s face changed and she rushed to explain: “No, how could I be reluctant to part with him? I just don’t want to arouse his suspicion.”

Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned her head towards the entrance and whispered, “He might be back, I have to hang up now.”

Without waiting for Wu Tianyi’s response on the other end of the call, she hastily hung up the phone.

It wasn’t MO Jingteng who had returned, but MO Zixuan. The heavy smell of alcohol hit her before she saw him.

Xiao Wenqing’s eyes flashed with concern as she moved in and steadied the drunk MO Zixuan, “Zixuan, why did you come back drunk again?

MO Zixuan glanced at her with bleary eyes and smiled in his drunk state, freeing his arm from her grip. “Getting drunk is good because when I’m drunk,

I’m not in pain.”

“Zixuan, you can’t ruin yourself because of Wen Ran. Your father said yesterday that if you continue to drink this way, he will disown you from the company.”

“Let him disown me. Even if I take over the entire company, it would be meaningless. ”

MO Zixuan forced a smile, remembering the time when he saw her kissed marks adorning her neck, at the hospital gate, and he felt like he was struck by lightning.

For a while, his mind was completely blank!

When he regained his ability to think, the only image that came to his mind was Wen Ran blissfully under MO Xiuchen…

These days, he could only numb himself with alcohol.

“How could it be meaningless? Do you really want to see Wen Ran happily in love with MO Xiuchen, bearing his children, and become the Young Mistress of the MO Family while you are thrown out of the house? Think about it, if one day that comes, would she even respect you?”

Xiao Wenqing looked at her son with heartache, and her hatred for Wen Ran grew deeper in her heart.

“She doesn’t respect me now.”

A painful look flashed through MO Zixuan’s eyes as he remembered the moment he slept with Zhou Lin, Wen Ran lost all respect for him. If it weren’t for his lingering feelings and unwillingness to give up, he wouldn’t even have the courage to face her.

“Then make her respect you. Not only make her respect you, but make her rely on you. At that time, just like MO Xiuchen at the beginning, she will not be able to refuse whatever you want her to do.”

Xiao Wenqing suddenly raised her voice, her tone serious.

MO Zixuan blinked in confusion, contemplating the meaning of her words, but thoughts of Wen Ran flooded his mind each time he tried to think.

Seeing his silence, Xiao Wenqing decided to be bold, grabbed his shoulder, and shook him hard before saying hatefully: “Zixuan, listen carefully, only if you become the heir of MS Group and step on MO Xiuchen can you claim Wen Ran back.”

“Really? Can I still take her back?”

MO Zixuan didn’t dare to believe himself. Wen Ran was not one to be interested in vanity. She agreed to marry MO Xiuchen because she had been cornered.

“Of course, you can. Believe in your mother’s words, defeat MO Xiuchen no matter the method and take back Wen Ran, don’t let MO Xiuchen get his way. ‘

Xiao Wenqing’s near madness filled her voice and it made MO Zixuan less drunk. Again, the image of Wen Ran’s kissed marks on her neck and her indifferent tone when talking to him surfaced in his mind and his pain instantaneously transformed into a hatred for MO Xiuchen.

A look of resentment flared in his eyes as he gritted his teeth and said: “That’s right, I won’t let MO Xiuchen have his way.”

“Yes. He must have plotted that incident where you ended up in bed with Zhou Lin, and used that opportunity to take away Wen Ran.”

Seeing her son wavered and begin to harbor revenge in his heart, Xiao Wenqing smiled with a hint of coldness as she fanned the flames.

When MO Xiuchen returned home, Wen Ran was not asleep. As soon as his Aston Martin pulled into the villa, she heard it.

When footsteps echoed from the staircase, she didn’t get up, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

A moment later, the door was pushed open. MO Xiuchen entered the master bedroom and looked at Wen Ran, who was sleeping on her side, with the dim soft light in the room. His gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds before he walked towards the bathroom.

While in the hospital, he had only changed his blood-stained clothes, not taken a shower.

The sound of water came from the bathroom. Wen Ran opened her eyes that she had kept shut and detected a faint smell of perfume in the air, causing her brows to furrow slightly.

The perfume was from Cheng Jia and was brought back by MO Xiuchen. Even though he had changed clothes, being with Cheng Jia for a long time and Cheng Jia’s strong perfume still lingered on him.

Wen Ran had a particularly keen sense of smell. She could sense even the slightest odor. She usually didn’t like to use perfume but wasn’t repulsed by all perfume smells. But she had a particular dislike for the smell of Cheng Jia’s perfume.

MO Xiuchen took a few more minutes in the shower than usual. He stayed in the bathroom for over ten minutes before he came out. She continued to keep her eyes shut pretending to sleep.

He didn’t get into bed immediately. Instead, he sat down on the leather couch and lighted a cigarette. He took a deep puff, exhaled a cloud of smoke, his handsome features obscured by the hazy smoke.

In the quiet master bedroom, the smoke hung heavy in the air. It entered Wen Ran’s nostrils with each breath, causing her throat to itch. She couldn’t help but cough.

Upon hearing the coughing sound, MO Xiuchen snapped out of his thoughts. His deep gaze drifted towards the bed and he promptly put out his burning cigarette.

Realizing she had his attention, Wen Ran could not pretend anymore and simply opened her eyes, meeting his deep and profound gaze.

“You’re awake?”

MO Xiuchen got up and walked up to the bed. His gentle voice carried a hint of apology for waking her up. He had thought she was asleep and so, he started smoking in the room..