Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 387: 386 Everything with Me

Seeing the incoming call, her eyebrows puckered slightly, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes. She got up, picked up her phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and answered the call, “Hello!”

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling window, it was impossible to see the people on the ground clearly. What delighted her was the view of the entire city from this height.

A woman’s voice came through the phone, “Miss Wen, do you have time now?”

“No.”

Wen Ran’s voice was soft and light. Isolated by glass, the exterior was bathed in brilliant sunshine, but her eyes held a chilling light.

The person on the other end of the line seemed unprepared for her cold and curt refusal. She paused awkwardly for a moment before her voice conveyed a hint of sorrow and pleading, “Miss Wen, has Little Liu told you about us?”

Upon hearing this, Wen Ran’s brows furrowed, and her eyes grew colder, “Your affair with him is your private matter. He doesn’t need to tell me. I’m very busy now. If there’s nothing else, please, don’t call me again.”

With that, Wen Ran hung up the phone.

A few days ago, Little Liu told her that he had spent the night at Tong Shishi’s.

It was the night when Gu Kai had invited her for dinner. Little Liu told her that the next afternoon, she received an unfamiliar phone call. The called told her that they saw Tong Shishi last night outside the hotel where Mo Zixuan was entertaining clients.

And Tong Shishi had been chased away by Mo Zixuan.

Wen Ran didn’t have any fond feelings for Tong Shishi. She didn’t know who made that strange call, but the words from the caller were true.

She asked Luo Haofeng to check the surveillance video outside the hotel that night. Indeed, she saw Tong Shishi and Mo Zixuan wrapped in a confrontation at the parking lot.

It was clear that Tong Shishi had been rejected by Mo Zixuan, only then did she turn to that fool, Little Liu.

She really thought now that Little Liu was stupid. Cheng Jia couldn’t allure him. At least, he had no feelings for Cheng Jia in his heart. How could this Tong Shishi stir him so much that he couldn’t let her go?

Just as she was pondering, her phone rang again.

This time, it was Mo Xiuchen calling.

Wen Ran pursed her lips, suppressing her agitation, her voice now contained a little more warmth and tenderness, “Xiuchen!”

“Busy, Ranran?”

Mo Xiuchen’s voice was deep and warm. Through the phone, it brought with it a sense of longing and indulgence for her, especially when he called ‘Ranran,’ it was full of lingering affection.

“Just finished. Aren’t you supposed to be busy, too?”

The chill in Wen Ran’s eyes dissipated, replaced by warmth. Her whole being seemed to warm up.

“Very busy. I took a moment to call you because I worry that you might overexert yourself. You should rest a bit if you’re tired, and get people to help you share the load if you’re swamped.”

Mo Xiuchen was always worried about her feeling tired. In every phone call, he would remind her not to strain herself too much.

“I know, you should also take care not to overwork yourself.”

“I’ll be back tomorrow. I’ll take care of everything and you should rest for a couple of days and get ready for the New Year.”

It seemed like Mo Xiuchen couldn’t wait to spread his wings and fly back to her. Wen Ran laughed lightly, “Okay, I’ll come to the airport to pick you up when you get back tomorrow.”

“Of course. I love seeing you waiting for me outside security.”

Mo Xiuchen’s voice was filled with joy. As he imagined her slender figure waiting outside security, looking up with anticipation, his heart turned as soft as a pool of water.

“By the way, Tong Shishi just called me. She asked me if Little Liu had told me about their affairs.”

She mentioned the matter of Tong Shishi and Little Liu to Mo Xiuchen last night, and he said he would deal with it upon returning. However, Tong Shishi seemed a bit anxious on the call just now.

“You don’t need to bother about her. I’ll talk to Little Liu when I get back tomorrow. If she calls you again, don’t answer and don’t agree to meet her if she asks.”

After the last incident, Mo Xiuchen didn’t think Tong Shishi was a decent woman. She meddled with Mo Zixuan while also yanking Little Liu around. He didn’t want those foul people and affairs to taint Ranran’s eyesight.

Feeling warmed inside, Wen Ran said in a subtly coquettish manner, “Okay, I’ll wait for you to handle it. After all, these messy people and matters should be left to you, the big CEO.”

“Ha, that’s right. If you handled everything, wouldn’t it seem like I, as the husband, am incapable? You don’t have to do anything. Leave everything to me.”

“Alright!”

Wen Ran returned to her seat. Resting her slender body against the chair and gazing at the empty spot in front of her, her eyes were full of tender smiles. Though he was away on a business trip, she felt as if he was by her side all the time.

They chatted for a short while until the internal phone line rang, upon which Wen Ran reluctantly hung up.

“Miss Wen, Deputy General Mo has driven the temporary substitute model away. Please come over and check it out.”

“What happened?”

Wen Ran asked in confusion. Wasn’t Mo Zixuan busy with a new case? Why did he end up in the photography studio?

“The model originally scheduled for this photoshoot has a special relationship with Deputy General Mo. She suddenly got into a car accident and couldn’t make it today, so we found a temporary replacement. It seems the model called Deputy General Mo, and when he got here, he stopped the shooting.”

“Don’t panic. Keep the model for now. I’m heading over.”

After calmly finishing her sentence, Wen Ran hung up the phone, dialed Luo Haofeng’s number, and asked him to accompany her to the photography studio.

Upon hearing that it was Mo Zixuan ‘causing trouble,’ Luo Haofeng agreed without hesitation to go with Wen Ran to the photography studio.

When they arrived, an assistant informed them that the new model had been shouted at by Deputy General Mo and was crying in the makeup room.

Mo Zixuan was sitting leisurely by a white marble round table, sipping coffee. Wen Ran and Luo Haofeng exchanged a glance, divided up their duties, and set out to deal with the situation – she to the makeup room, and Luo Haofeng to confront Mo Zixuan.

When Wen Ran walked into the makeup room, the substitute model had already changed back into her clothes. Her eyes were red as though she was wronged, but there was a kind of pride between her brows.

“Hello, I’m Wen Ran. Can you tell me what happened just now?”

Wen Ran smiled lightly at the woman in front of her. Her words were gentle and polite. The girl appeared to be around her age, quite young. Because of the previous humiliation, her eyes held a sense of wariness and scrutiny when looking at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran didn’t rush her, her expression remained amicable. After a few moments, the girl introduced herself, “My name is Lu Yitong. I was called in as a last-minute replacement. I wasn’t a model before, but the accident with Sister Shasha really had nothing to do with me…”