"What are you saying? Do you suspect that I asked me to drug you and want to kill you forever?"

Mo Jingteng paused for a second and suddenly lost his temper.

Next to him, Xiao Wenqing's eyes shrank, pretending to be ignorant, "Old Mo, what's wrong with the shark fin soup? Is there any problem? Why are you and Xiu Chen so angry? You father and son rarely have a meal together, what are you saying?"

Mo Xiuchen had a little coldness and mockery on his lips, and he warned: "I will find out whoever puts the medicine into the shark fin soup. I will leave my words here. If anyone hurts my woman, I will return it a hundred times a thousand times."

After saying that, he turned to Wen Ran and said, "Ranran, let's go!"

He pulled her and left the private room without looking back.

"Cleaning Dust..."

Mo Jingteng's face turned pale and turned pale. Seeing Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran's figures disappearing at the door of the private room, he answered him only by the tragic sound of the door being thrown. He suddenly felt suffocated and uncomfortable, and he quickly raised his hand to cover his heart...

***

Wen Ran was pulled away from the club by Mo Xiuchen, and was frightened by the cold aura emitted from his body, so he never dared to speak out.

When Mo Xiuchen leaned over to wear her seat belt, she grabbed her generous palm, looked at him with concern, and shouted softly: "Xiuchen!"

Mo Xiuchen looked slightly stunned, and a hint of surprise and warmth broke out from his eyes covered by cold. The dark pool reflected a delicate face. He pursed his thin lips and whispered: "Ranran, I'm sorry."

Wen Ran's heart trembled and he subconsciously shook his head: "It's not your business."

Even Mo Jingteng's meaning has nothing to do with him.

Mo Xiuchen's mood was like waves rolling. He held her soft little hand in his palm with his backhand. He wanted to say something, but the ringtone of the phone rang quickly.

Seeing the call, his eyes suddenly turned cold. Wen Ran turned his head beside him and saw a string of numbers displayed on his mobile phone screen. He quickly remembered that this was Xiao Wenqing's number and whispered: "Come on, maybe something is wrong?"

Mo Xiuchen pressed the answer button, and Xiao Wenqing's anxious voice came with a noise: "Xiuchen, your father fainted..."

Mo Xiuchen's face changed when he heard this. He was his biological father. Even if he hated him, he didn't want anything to happen to him.

What's more, even if he felt that Mo Jingteng was involved in the shark fin soup, he would not believe that he was so cruel that Wen Ran was infertile for life. There must be Xiao Wenqing's role in it.

"You go and have a look!"

Although Mo Xiuchen was not speaking the voice-over, Wen Ran was close to him. When he heard what Xiao Wenqing said on the other end of the phone, he saw that Mo Xiuchen had concern in his eyes, he hurriedly pulled out his hand that he was holding.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Xiuchen said to Wen Ran: "I'll go and have a look, you'll sit here and wait for me."

Open the car door and get out.

Looking at his hurried steps, Wen Ran's lips gently pursed.

If the medicine in the shark fin soup was directed by Mo Jingteng, then his meaning was obvious, because he felt that she was killed that night and was afraid that the one she was pregnant was not Mo Xiuchen's child.

***

Wen Ran went to the hospital with him.

Mo Jingteng was pushed into the operating room, and the rest of the people were stopped outside the operating room.

The person who came from the club greeted Mo Xiuchen and left. Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes retracted from the closed operating room door, turned to look at Xiao Wenqing beside him, and a sharp look burst out from the depths of his eyes.

Xiao Wenqing was looking in the direction of the operating room when she suddenly felt two sharp gazes ejaculated beside her. She was shocked and she subconsciously took a step back.

I don’t know if I was guilty or could not bear the cold air gushing out of Mo Xiuchen’s body, but I felt like I was in an ice cellar, layer by layer of coldness spreading from my heart.

“…”

She stammered her lips and wanted to say something, but under Mo Xiuchen's sharp eyes, she didn't dare to speak.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Mo Zixuan who was jogging in the other end of the corridor. Mo Xiuchen said coldly, "What you did will be repaid on your son one day."

After saying that, he turned to Wen Ran and said, "Ran Ran, I will accompany you to have lunch first."

Wen Ran ignored Xiao Wenqing's suddenly pale face beside him, looked at Mo Xiuchen with gentle eyes, shook his head, and said softly: "You stay here, I'll buy you a copy in a nearby restaurant."

"I can't eat this kind of place, so it doesn't matter if I come back later."

Mo Xiuchen rejected Wen Ran's kindness. On the one hand, he still had resentment towards Mo Jingteng. On the other hand, Xiao Wenqing and Mo Zixuan and his son are here, so he doesn't want to stay.

While talking, Mo Zixuan ran to them, his eyes swept over Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen, and asked Xiao Wenqing, who was pale and said, "How could my dad suddenly faint?"

Xiao Wenqing's face changed, and she was still shocked by Mo Xiuchen's words just now. She didn't dare to say directly that it was Mo Xiuchen who made the old man faint, but said sadly: "Your father's body cannot bear any stimulation. He had some arguments with your brother at noon, and he fainted in excitement."

Hearing this, Mo Zixuan's eyes shot at Mo Xiuchen with a cold look, and asked angrily: "Do you have to piss him to death before you can be content?"

In his memory, Mo Xiuchen never had a good face to his father since he was a child. Even if he did something wrong, he was his father. Mo Zixuan not only resented the person who gave birth to him, but also jealous of Mo Xiuchen who could lose his temper at his father so randomly.

He even didn't know what Mo Xiuchen was good about, so why did his father look at him and let him get angry and still take pride in him.

Mo Xiuchen had a cold face, disdained to talk to Mo Zixuan, and didn't even look at him directly. Wen Ran, who was beside him, remembered that he had not given Mo Jing any face in the club just now, and said that anyone who hurt her would be repaid hundreds or thousands of times. She couldn't stand him wronged and sneered, saying, "If it weren't for the dirty things that some people did, how could Chairman Mo faint?"

She said this without looking at Mo Zixuan. She kept looking at Xiao Wenqing coldly. She made the matter clear at noon, and there was no need to deal with all hypocritical responses. She hated this vicious woman who wanted to cause her lifelong infertility.

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Mo Zixuan from the corner of her eyes.

Anger flashed in Xiao Wenqing's eyes, and his eyes glared at Wen Ran angrily, and he did not dare to attack in front of Mo Zixuan.

She didn't know yet, and Mo Zixuan already knew what she did.

Mo Zixuan's expression shook, and the anger in his eyes instantly dissipated. His handsome face suddenly turned pale, and then it surged into his eyes was a strong apology for Wen Ran. Although he was not present at noon, he knew more about what kind of person Mo Xiuchen was.

Although the old man's body cannot be stimulated, he cannot faint in just a few disputes.

The most important thing is that Wen Ran told him yesterday that his mother had drugged her. She just said in anger, saying that he could not even pretend to be stupid.

Seeing Xiao Wenqing looking at Wen Ran steadily, a coldness appeared in Mo Xiuchen's eyes. He reached out and took Wen Ran's slender body into his arms. His eyes swept over Xiao Wenqing and Mo Zixuan with cold eyes, and said softly: "Angry hurts your liver. Don't hurt yourself because of irrelevant people. What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

Corning Hospital is Gu Kai's hospital. Even if Mo Xiuchen doesn't stay here, he is definitely relieved.

Wen Ran calmed down the anger in his heart, raised his eyes, smiled at her, and said, "I haven't remembered what to eat yet, I'll tell you later."

Mo Xiuchen nodded and looked at Wen Ran's eyes as gentle as jade: "Let's go!"

The tall and handsome man hugged the tall and slender woman, and the two left with unanimous steps. The back was shrouded in a faint happiness, like a beautiful landscape painting.

Outside the operating room, Mo Zixuan's body looked like a statue and looked at the end of the corridor motionlessly. Mo Hei's eyes were filled with pain. Whether Wen Ran's cold eyes or a gentle smile to other men, for him, there were five thunders thunders and sharp blades thrust into the heart.

"Zixuan!"

Xiao Wenqing looked at her son's painful eyes, and a little complicated feeling surged in her heart, and she felt guilty, and her voice couldn't help but hesitate.

Mo Zixuan's eyes finally retracted from the empty corridor and turned to Xiao Wenqing, a trace of question emerged from the pain in his eyes: "Why do you treat Wen Ran like that?"

"Zixuan, I don't understand what you are talking about?"

For the first time, Xiao Wenqing felt that her son's eyes could be so sharp that she dared not look directly, and her eyes flashed in the direction of the operating room.

"Mom, do you dare to do it, and there is nothing else you dare not admit? Even if Wen Ran has Mo Xiuchen's child, you shouldn't treat her like that. As a woman, does not know what kind of pain it is to lose the qualification to be a mother? At the beginning, I was sorry for her first. She married Mo Xiuchen out of helplessness. Even if I want to blame me, I would blame Mo Xiuchen for being a despicable method."

Xiao Wenqing's face turned blue and white in Mo Zixuan's words. Of course, she knew what kind of pain it was to lose the qualification to be a mother. Just because she knew that she wanted Jiang Huiwen's son to bear the pain of not being a father.

***

Walking out of the hospital, the golden sunshine came from above. Wen Ran subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, raised his little face and looked at the handsome face of the man beside him, and said with a smile: "Mo Xiuchen, I want to eat beef noodles."

“Beef noodle?”

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and his eyes looked around. If she wanted to eat delicacies, he would have many places to go there. He really couldn't remember where to sell this beef noodles.

Wen Ran saw him frowning and looked embarrassed. The smile between his eyebrows and eyes couldn't help but become brighter, and he said in a brisk voice: "I know a noodle restaurant with large beef and strong noodles... Do you want to try it?"
Chapter completed!