Luo Haofeng lowered his eyes, and a trace of pain passed through his eyes.

When he looked up again, a little indifferent appeared in Taohua's eyes. He pursed his lips and said gloomyly: "Xiaoxiao's mother told me about what happened back then."

Sure enough, it was almost the same as Mo Xiuchen's guess.

Wen Ran's face changed, "What did Aunt Qiao tell you? Was that happened back then?"

"Yeah, it's true."

Luo Haofeng's last words burst out from his teeth.

Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran were both shocked.

After Wen Ran understood his words, his face turned pale, "Luo Haofeng, what is true?" She didn't believe it, and she was unwilling to believe it.

Seeing that she was excited, Mo Xiuchen reached out his broad palm and held her hand silently sootheed her emotions.

Wen Ran pursed her lips and looked at Luo Haofeng opposite her with her eyes fixedly.

"Ranran, let Akai not have to do DNA identification." Luo Haofeng's words were the simplest explanation, but the result was the most difficult to accept.

Wen Ran opened his mouth and didn't say a word.

"Ranran."

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly and called out with pain.

Wen Ran took a breath, calmed down in the dark, raised her eyes, and smiled comfortably at Mo Xiuchen: "I'm fine."

After a long silence, Luo Haofeng spoke again: "Xiuchen, Ranran, I'll leave first."

"Um."

Mo Xiuchen didn't know what to say for a moment. He watched Luo Haofeng's lonely back disappear from his sight before he withdrew his gaze and said to Wen Ran: "Ranran, let's go."

**

A few days later, Luo Haofeng and Qi Meiling's wedding date were settled.

The day Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran received the invitation, she felt the fetal movement for the first time.

Since she no longer had morning sickness, she often went to the company to accompany Mo Xiuchen to work, and sometimes accompanied him to dinner. Whenever Wen Ran accompanied her, let alone Mo Xiuchen did not smoke or drink, even customers banned smoking and alcohol.

Of course, those are some customers who please and flatter Mo Xiuchen, and some necessary social engagements, Mo Xiuchen will not take Wen Ran with him.

When Secretary Lin came in with the express delivery, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran were sitting on the sofa.

Wen Ran leaned against the sofa, Mo Xiuchen bent over and pressed his face against her bulging abdomen, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "Baby, I am your father, say hello to me quickly."

Secretary Lin put the express delivery on the coffee table and quietly left the office.

Wen Ran looked at the express delivery on the coffee table and smiled and said, "Xiuchen, stop making trouble, first see what this is."

Seeing Secretary Lin go out, Mo Xiuchen bent down again and put his face close to her abdomen. Wen Ran pushed him with his hand.

Mo Xiuchen grabbed her soft little hand, and his low voice was filled with a strong pampering voice: "Ranran, these two little guys ignored me, they certainly don't know that in the future, I might slap them on the butt. Now I just ignore me."

Wen Ran giggled by his words. She couldn't push him away, so she leaned over and took the express delivery on the coffee table.

Take apart and see what's inside.

"Xiuchen, it's an invitation, Luo Haofeng and Qi Meiling." Wen Ran's voice interrupted the communication between Mo Xiuchen and his son and daughter. When he was about to sit up, he suddenly felt the baby's fetal movement.

"Ranran, I feel it."

Ignoring the invitation, Mo Xiuchen's voice was filled with joy, his handsome facial features were lit up by a smile, and his eyes were deep and clear. This small move of the baby was happier than if he had negotiated a business worth hundreds of millions.

"I also felt it, I don't know which baby moved."

After Wen Ran said that, he handed the invitation to Mo Xiuchen and said in confusion: "Didn't Luo Haofeng say last time that we didn't have to attend his wedding? Why did he send the invitation again?"

"This is not A Feng's handwriting, maybe it was Qi Meiling, or his mother sent it to someone."

Mo Xiuchen took the invitation and took a look. The words on it were not written by Luo Haofeng. He didn't want Xiuchen and other good friends to attend.

If the bride was the woman he loved, this invitation would definitely be written by Luo Haofeng.

"Why are you so sure? It's not Luo Haofeng's notes, it's not the invitation he sent to you." Wen Ran's lips smiled faintly, and his eyes looked at Mo Xiuchen gently.

A trace of emotion flashed deep in Mo Xiuchen's eyes and explained calmly: "A Feng said that when he got married, if the marriage partner was the woman he loved, he would write an invitation by himself. If it was a business marriage and the other party was not what he liked, we would not have to attend his wedding."

"He actually said such things."

Wen Ran asked in surprise.

"At that time, he didn't expect that this would be a situation like this. It was just because the marriage between his father and his mother was a business marriage."

There was a hint of gloom in Mo Xiuchen's words of emotion.

He and Luo Haofeng, Qin Mu and Gu Kai are brothers who are brothers.

At the beginning, Luo Haofeng and Qin Mu joined the MS Group for ten years for him. Now, Luo Haofeng wants to marry Qi Meiling, but he is unwilling to accept their help.

Just to protect the woman he loves.

"Xiuchen, is there really no room for anything to change?"

Wen Ran saw Mo Xiuchen staring at the invitation in a daze, and knew that he was sad for Luo Haofeng. She also knew that Mo Xiuchen set up a branch in City B to help Luo Haofeng.

Qijia and Luojia are leading enterprises in City B.

As an outsider, "Haochen" entered City B. Although the City B government warmly welcomed them, both Qiluo groups were running them. Even though Luo Haofeng is now the helmsman of the company, his mother still has great power in the company.

In particular, some of Luo Haofeng's cooperation with Haochen some time ago gave Luo's mother a sense of crisis.

“In a short time, there is no better way.”

Mo Xiuchen's beautiful brows frowned, and his pursed lips were firm.

The Qi family had the secrets about Bai Xiaoxiao's reputation. Based on this alone, Luo Haofeng could only compromise and marry Qi Meiling.

Unless, they have something equally important, exchange it with the Qi family.

Before, Mo Xiuchen wanted to investigate some of the things that the Qi family and his son had committed, but he never thought that those things were closely related to the Luo family.

"Luo Haofeng can only marry Qi Meiling." Wen Ran pursed his lips and said regretfully.

Mo Xiuchen patted her shoulder comfortably and said gently: "Ranran, this is A Feng's own decision."

"Then, are you going to his wedding?"

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen. Even if Luo Haofeng said that they would not be allowed to attend the wedding, she felt that she would still go with Xiuchen's temperament.

"I'll go, Ranran, you don't have to go. In another half a month, your belly will be much bigger than it is now, and it's too hard."
Chapter completed!