Mo Xiuchen snorted coldly, "Aren't she afraid that I will really find the little girl back then?"

Cheng Jia bit her lip heavily and replied hesitantly: "Xiao Wenqing said that the little girl was dead back then."

Hearing this, Mo Xiuchen's face changed suddenly, and his eyes shot at Cheng Jia were as sharp as a knife. Wen Ran was also shocked, staring at Cheng Jia with his eyes fixedly.

"Why is she so sure?"

The questioning question was still Wen Ran. She felt Mo Xiuchen's big hand froze slightly.

"I don't know this, but Xiao Wenqing's tone is very certain. She shouldn't be lying, otherwise she wouldn't have let me wait for ten years before she appears."

A trace of confusion flashed in Cheng Jia's eyes. She did not lie. Xiao Wenqing didn't tell her everything, and some things were hidden from her.

In Xiao Wenqing's eyes, she was just a chess piece to confuse Mo Xiuchen.

Cheng Jia not only meets the girl Mo Xiuchen found that there is a mole on her chin, but she is also pretty and has a good figure. Because of Xiao Wenqing, she received higher education and also attended some talent classes for celebrities.

Even Cheng Jia knows how to hook/grab a man.

After all the calculations, Xiao Wenqing just didn't count that Mo Xiuchen fell in love with Wen Ran at first sight, and suddenly got married to her.

Mo Xiuchen's mood was a little complicated. He knew that since Cheng Jia chose to confess, he would no longer hide such important things as him. He could tell whether her words were true or false.

Xiao Wenqing is so sure that the little girl who saved him was gone. Does that mean that the little girl was harmed by Xiao Wenqing's vicious woman?

Wen Ran felt the chilling breath released from Mo Xiuchen's body. Her heart tightened, and the little hand covering his back quietly increased the strength. She didn't say anything, but just looked at him with concern.

Cheng Jia also felt the air suddenly become cold, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. She closed her mouth tightly and did not dare to continue talking.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the carriage was stagnant.

After a while, Mo Xiuchen spoke, his voice cold: "What do you know except this?"

Cheng Jia mentioned something about his mother on the phone, which means that she knew a lot.

Cheng Jia did not tell him immediately, but said timidly: "Mr. Mo, I didn't mean to lie to you. Really, I wanted to tell you from the beginning, but I never had the right opportunity. Can you forgive me?"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes shot at her coldly, Cheng Jia trembled and immediately explained: "I accidentally heard Xiao Wenqing say about your mother. Back then, your mother was killed by her and a man named Wu."

Wu Tianyi!

The man Mo Xiuchen only found recently.

Xiao Wenqing does not have that great ability alone. Over the years, the things she has done are bound to be helped by Wu Tianyi.

"The reason why your mother jumped off a building was because she took a drug that caused trance. It seemed that the drug was provided by the man named Wu. I have always wanted to find out more inside information and get the evidence that Xiao Wenqing killed your mother, but Xiao Wenqing was too careful, but don't worry, I will continue to work hard."

Cheng Jia's last sentence was a little anxious, obviously showing his attitude and telling Mo Xiuchen that he still has some usefulness.

I hope Mo Xiuchen forgives her previous mistakes for her sake. She told him these two important things, and she still has some of them, and plans to tell him bit by bit in the future.

The atmosphere in the carriage fell into a suffocating silence again.

Mo Xiuchen didn't say anything, and Cheng Jia didn't continue to talk.

Looking at Mo Xiuchen's expressionless handsome face, Wen Ran's heart seemed to be squeezed by an invisible big hand. She couldn't even find any language to comfort him.

He must have remembered the scene of his mother jumping off the building in front of him. There was no change in his expression on his face, but holding her hand was very stiff.

His body was also stiff.

Those cruel and long-lasting memories are something he doesn't want to remember or forget.

After a long time, Wen Ran turned to look at Cheng Jia in the back row. The cold voice broke the dullness in the car, "You go back first."

Cheng Jia may have looked at Mo Xiuchen, unexpectedly followed Wen Ran's arrangement, nodded, and said softly: "Mr. Mo, then I'll leave first."

Without waiting for Mo Xiuchen's answer, Cheng Jia opened the car door and got out of the car. Two minutes later, her back disappeared in the parking lot.

In the car, Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen worriedly and gently called his name: "Xiuchen!"

"I'm fine!"

Mo Xiuchen took a deep breath, and the ice cold in his eyes slowly faded away. He didn't want Wen Ran to worry about him. Back then, he was a child, and he could survive the cruel shadow of his mother jumping off the building in front of him. Now, he can naturally bear it.

The more he said it was okay, Wen Ran felt a little deeper and deeper in her heart. She pursed her lips and whispered: "No matter what happens, I will always be with you."

This is her promise.

Perhaps it was not as direct as she said she liked him, or even loved him, but it moved Mo Xiuchen more than those sweet words. Her gentle voice was like a warm current flowing through her heart. The sadness in his heart was dispersed by the warm current, and a touch of heat flashed in his eyes staring at her.

With a little force on his hand, Wen Ran pounced towards him. He held his head, lowered his head, and kissed her tender lips.

Wen Ran's body stiffened for a moment, and her hot and strong masculine aura was filled with breath, and her brain was blank for a moment.

The man's lips were slugging her heavily, as if to relieve his emotions in this way. Her heart tightened, and she opened her mouth without thinking, responding to his kiss.

Outside the car, the wind was blowing, and the chill was very strong.

In the car, the air was ambiguous and the temperature was rising. Finally, Mo Xiuchen forced himself to suppress some thoughts and let go of Wen Ran, and his voice overflowed with thin lips: "Ranran, let's go home!"

Wen Ran's heart was beating like thunder. Just now, she was really afraid that Mo Xiuchen would not be able to stop.

She gently pulled her clothes, sat upright and tied her seat belt.

***

Along the way, Mo Xiuchen drove the car very fast.

He has good driving skills. Although the car is fast, it is still stable. He sits quietly in the passenger seat without any conversation. The atmosphere in the car is warm and quiet.

When he got home, Mo Xiuchen led Wen Ran upstairs. As soon as he entered the master bedroom, he couldn't wait to pull her into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed him heavily...

...

More than an hour later

Wen Ran leaned against the head of the bed tired and sore, and the pink marks on her neck were exposed outside her loose pajamas, which inhaled the air into her nose, and the smell of the last tide.
Chapter completed!