"Of course!" Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed through a deep and sharp look, and his expression was faint on his face.

"Actually, even without Xiao Liu, I will keep my promise and will not do anything to sorry Mr. Mo. Xiao Wenqing has used me for so many years and it is impossible for me to be her pawn again."

Cheng Jia immediately expressed her feelings. She was still thinking about Mo Xiuchen, so she naturally didn't want to get involved with Xiao Liu anymore.

"Um!"

Mo Xiuchen only replied with a single-tone character. Cheng Jia was a little uncertain. Whether he believed her or not. She looked down at herself. Before going out, she dressed up carefully and deliberately wore a low-cut tight base coat, a short hip-covered skirt, and a windbreaker outside. She thought it was already very good.

However, Mo Xiuchen never looked at her in the beginning and end, or in other words, the look he looked at her did not treat her as a woman at all. Thinking of his gentleness and affection when he looked at Wen Ran, Cheng Jia felt another sharp pain in his heart.

She pursed her lips and was about to say something else, but Mo Xiuchen suddenly spoke: "If you really have no intention of Xiao Liu, then I will tell him, you don't have to ask him again."

After saying that, Mo Xiuchen elegantly took out his wallet and paid the bill, picked up the diary on the table, and stood up.

Cheng Jia then stood up and asked anxiously: "Mr. Mo, I want to go back to work. Can I report to the company on Monday?"

"OK!"

Mo Xiuchen threw down a word, paused, and said, "I still have to go and follow Ranran, you can take a taxi back by yourself later."

Cheng Jia's face turned pale slightly and she smiled very far-fetchedly: "Okay, Mr. Mo hurried to pick up Miss Wen, don't let her wait for a long time."

*

The suburbs at night are quiet and elegant, like a beautiful girl.

On the second floor of the European-style villa, in the master bedroom, the lights warmly and softly shine on every corner. On the spacious leather sofa, Wen Ran was nestled in Mo Xiuchen's arms, looking at the diary he took back from Cheng Jia.

Mo Xiuchen stared at her with gentle and focused eyes. During his breath, the fragrance of her hair and the unique beautiful fragrance of her body were lingering, and he couldn't help but feel distracted.

"Xiuchen, Cheng Jia is really smart. Write these things in a diary. Do you want to read them together?"

Wen Ran looked up at Mo Xiuchen. The bright lights scattered into her watery eyes, like a layer of fine diamonds inlaid. In Mo Xiuchen's eyes, it was so tempting.

His sexy Adam's apple slid, his thin lips pressed against her ears, and his voice hoarsely said: "I don't know how smart she is, I only know how attractive Ranran is."

The hot breath came into his ears, and his wet thin lips deliberately stroked across her earlobe, causing Wen Ran's body to tremble, and his skin turned red in an instant.

"Stop making trouble, I'm helping you read the diary. Otherwise, you can read it slowly. Cheng Jia has written so many touching love words. If you don't read it yourself, I'm really sorry for her infatuation with you."

Wen Ran avoided his breath and kiss, angrily glanced at him, lowered his head and continued to read the diary.

Mo Xiuchen chuckled and said jokingly: "Ranran, you look so good when you are jealous."

"Go to you, whoever is jealous of you will not be so stupid. If you really like her, I should be jealous. How can I be jealous of this now?"

Wen Ran glared at him with a funny look.

"Xiuchen, look at this paragraph."

Suddenly, she pointed to a certain piece of characters in the diary with a serious expression and said to Mo Xiuchen, "Mo Xiuchen was entertaining herself with her. When he heard her words, he had to stop eating her tofu and look at the position where her slender jade fingers pointed.

"She said in the afternoon that Xiao Wenqing and a man were checking in a room. It seems that this is the paragraph. Judging from the description, this person does not think of him except Wu Tianyi."

Wen Ran sighed in his heart and said softly: "This diary came from a few years ago. That is to say, Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi were together for not only a day or two, but for many years, did Chairman Mo not find any at all?"

Mo Xiuchen snorted coldly, and a layer of mockery condensed in his deep eyes.

"This is his retribution. He killed my mother for that bitch Xiao Wenqing and almost killed me, but Xiao Wenqing cuckolded him."

Wen Ran didn't say anything, just looked at him with heartache.

Feeling the distress in her eyes, the mockery in Mo Xiuchen's eyes dissipated like clouds, and a hint of warmth returned. He hugged her lightly and said, "The old man is managing such a large group. No matter how obsessed with Xiao Wenqing, he can't guard her every minute and every second. He spends half of the year on business trips."

"Xiao Wenqing was just having sex with Wu Tianyi while he was on a business trip?"

Wen Ran threw down the diary and held Mo Xiuchen's big hand in both hands. Mo Xiuchen understood her thoughts, and with the backhand, she wrapped her weak little hand in her palm.

"Sometimes, Xiao Wenqing would go on a trip and relax, which was also a good opportunity to mess with Wu Tianyi. In fact, Wu Tianyi and Xiao Wenqing met before my father met her."

Mo Xiuchen had never mentioned this before. He knew the existence of Wu Tian, ​​so he asked Qin Mu to investigate their past.

Wen Ran opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at Mo Xiuchen steadily: "Then, Mo Zixuan..."

What she didn't say, Mo Xiuchen knew what it meant, and he had no interest in it: "I don't know if Mo Zixuan is the old man's son, but since Wu Tianyi and Xiao Wenqing have a romance, it will not be one or two days, nor one or two years, it must have been decades."

"If the chairman knew about these things, he would not know what he would do to Xiao Wenqing."

Wen Ran was in a complicated mood. Mo Jingteng ruined his home for a woman who was not worthy of it, and was ashamed of his son. As a result, Xiao Wenqing never had loyalty.

Mo Xiuchen curled his lips and said with a smile: "The old man may have smelled something, so he would go on a trip alone without Xiao Wenqing. He also handed the group to me so anxiously, and turned a blind eye to let me clear the person Xiao Wenqing arranged in the company."

Wen Ran didn't quite understand: "If the chairman knew, how could he bear it?"

Mo Xiuchen brushed a strand of her hair behind her ears and whispered: "He has no evidence yet. In his style, if there is evidence, no matter how obsessed with Xiao Wenqing before, he would not be ruthless to her."

Although he has not been close to his father since his mother's death, he still knows his father more than others.

If Mo Jingteng was not cruel, his mother would not have ended up jumping off the building. If he was not cruel, the MS Group would not have the glory of its current status.
Chapter completed!