After the Wen family had an accident, Xiao Wenqing wanted to destroy Wen Ran and let her have no face to stay with her son. As a result, she didn't know how her son went to bed with Zhou Lin. A few days ago, Wen Ran was kidnapped and rescued by Mo Xiuchen. Even tonight, she failed.

Why is Wen Ran always so lucky that he can avoid it every time?

The more Xiao Wenqing thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Don't worry, Wen Ran can't find anything. Mo Xiuchen doesn't have time to investigate this matter now. His savior Cheng Jia was injured by him. As long as you seize this opportunity, you don't have to do it yourself. Of course someone will help you get rid of Wen Ran."

Xiao Wenqing's emotions gradually stabilized. She felt that the other party was right. She sneered again: "Yes, that little bitch Wen Ran doesn't need me to take action at all. With Cheng Jia and Zhou Lin, and Zhou Mingfu, who wants her to disappear more than me, she will not have a good life."

"That's right, what I asked you to do, how did you do."

Wu Tianyi on the other end of the phone smiled and asked.

"I did it, afraid that he would notice it, so I reduced the dosage by half. It doesn't matter if I delayed it a little longer." Xiao Wenqing hesitated before answering.

"You can't bear to give up the title of Mrs. Mo, you can't bear to give up Mo Jingteng, right?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Tianyi's tone was immediately dissatisfied.

Xiao Wenqing's face changed and he quickly explained: "No, why can't I bear to part with him? I don't want to arouse his suspicion."

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned to look at the entrance and whispered: "Maybe he is back, I'll hang up first."

Without waiting for Wu Tianyi on the other end of the phone to answer, she hurriedly hung up the phone.

The one who came back was not Mo Jingteng, but Mo Zixuan. Without seeing anyone, the strong smell of wine spreads first.

Xiao Wenqing's eyes flashed with heartache, and he stepped forward to support the drunken Mo Zixuan, "Zixuan, why are you back drunk again?"

Mo Zixuan looked at her sideways, smiled drunkenly, pulled out her arm that was grabbed by her and said, "It's okay to be drunk, but you won't be in pain when you're drunk."

"Zixuan, you can't ruin yourself just because of Wen Ran. Your father said last night that if you continue like this, he will remove you from the group."

"If you remove the list, you will get rid of it. Even if you get the entire company, it will be meaningless."

Mo Zixuan smiled bitterly. In the past, he naively thought that Mo Xiuchen was sick, and even if he married Wen Ran, he would not do anything to her. But that evening, when he saw her at the hospital gate and saw the vivid kiss marks on her neck, he felt like he was struck by lightning.

My brain has been blank for a long time!

When he could think about problems, the picture that surged into his mind was the scene of her rejoicing under Mo Xiuchen...

These days, he has the only way to anesthetize himself through alcohol.

"How come it's meaningless? Do you really want to see Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen be loving and happy, give birth to a child for him, and become the young grandmother of the Mo family, but you were kicked out of the house? Think about it, if that day comes, will she still look down on you?"

Xiao Wenqing looked at his son with heartache, and hated Wen Ran more and more.

"She looks down on me now, either."

A pain flashed in Mo Zixuan's eyes. From the moment he and Zhou Lin got into bed, she looked down on him. If it weren't for her unwillingness to let go and would have no face to appear in front of her.

"Then you let her look down on you, not only let her look down on you, but also let her ask you for it. At that time, just like Mo Xiuchen at the beginning, she can't refuse anything you ask her to do."

Xiao Wenqing suddenly turned up the volume and said in a serious tone.

Mo Zixuan blinked blankly and pondered what Xiao Wenqing said, but when he thought about the problem, his head hurts, and his mind is full of warm face.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Wenqing made up her mind, grabbed his shoulder and shook it hard twice, and said hatefully: "Zixuan, you can hear it clearly for me. Only when you become the heir of the MS Group and step on Mo Xiuchen under your feet can you snatch Wen Ran back."

"Really, can I still grab her back?"

Mo Zixuan couldn't believe him. Wen Ran was not the kind of vain girl. She would marry Mo Xiuchen at the beginning, but was forced to a dead end.

"Of course, you can. If you believe your mother, you must rob Wen Ran back no matter what method you use. You cannot let Mo Xiuchen get what he wants."

Xiao Wenqing's almost crazy tone reduced Mo Zixuan's drunkenness by three points. The kiss marks on Wen Ran's neck appeared in front of him again, and the cold and indifferent tone when she talked to him. The pain in his heart instantly turned into hatred for Mo Xiuchen.

Resentment popped up in his eyes and said gritting his teeth: "Yes, I can't let Mo Xiuchen get his wish."

"That's right, he must have designed you and Zhou Lin to bed that night and took the opportunity to snatch Wen Ran's."

Seeing that her son was finally shaken, Xiao Wenqing felt hatred in her heart, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and she quickly added fuel to the fire.

***

When Mo Xiuchen returned home, Wen Ran did not fall asleep. As soon as his Aston entered the villa, she heard it.

When footsteps came from the stairwell, she did not get up, but closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

After a while, the door was pushed open, Mo Xiuchen entered the master bedroom and looked at the bed in the dark and soft light in the room. Seeing Wen Ran sleeping sideways inside the bed, his eyes paused on her face for a few seconds before raising his steps and walking towards the bathroom.

When he was in the hospital, he just changed into blood-stained clothes and did not take a shower.

The sound of water came from the bathroom, Wen Ran's closed eyes opened, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned gently as she smelled the faint smell of perfume in the air.

The perfume smell was brought back by Mo Xiuchen from Cheng Jia. Even if he changed his clothes and stayed with her for too long, the perfume smell on Cheng Jia was too strong and it was still stained.

Wen Ran's sense of smell is particularly keen, and a slight smell can be smelled.

Originally, although she didn't like to use perfume, she didn't reject all the perfume smells, but she was particularly disliked by the perfume smell on Cheng Jia.

Mo Xiuchen spent a few more minutes taking a shower tonight than usual. She waited in the bathroom for more than ten minutes before she came out. She continued to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Instead of going to bed immediately, he sat on the leather sofa, lit a cigarette and took a heavy breath, and let out a sip of smoke. His delicate and handsome facial features were isolated behind the hazy smoke.

In the silent master bedroom, smoke filled the air. As she breathed into Wen Ran's nose, her throat itched and she couldn't help coughing.

Hearing the sound, Mo Xiuchen on the sofa woke up from his meditation, looked at the bed with deep eyes, and at the same time, the cigarette in his hand was extinguished.

Feeling the gaze he cast, Wen Ran could no longer pretend, so he simply opened his eyes and met his deep eyes that looked like a pond.

"You're awake?"
Chapter completed!