When Mo Xiuchen called again, Wen Ran and Bai Xiaoxiao had just returned to the car. She had just cried in front of the tombstone of Wen Hongrui and his wife for a long time. Not only was her eyes red and swollen, but her voice was also hoarse.

In the past few months, Wen Ran shed more tears than she had in her previous memory.

In the past, she was spoiled by her parents and loved by her brother, and she was happy and carefree, so she naturally would not cry often.

"Ranran, why don't I help you answer the phone."

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at her swollen eyes, and her emotions had not calmed down yet. If Mo Xiuchen heard her voice, he would definitely know that she had cried.

Wen Ran smiled far-fetchedly and handed her the phone. She really didn't want Mo Xiuchen to hear her current voice and didn't want him to worry.

"Hello!"

Bai Xiaoxiao pressed the answer button and spat in a brisk voice.

"Where is Ranran?"

When Mo Xiuchen heard that it was not Wen Ran's voice, his handsome eyebrows frowned, with a hint of worry in his tone.

"Ranran has gone to the bathroom. Mo Xiuchen, I'm with Ranran. You don't have to call me soon. I promise that she will not even lose a hair when she is with me."

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled and said, Wen Ran didn't tell Mo Xiuchen just now that they came to the cemetery, and she had told a small lie now, so Mo Xiuchen would naturally not doubt it.

"Well, that's what you said."

Mo Xiuchen paused for a moment, raised his hand and looked at his wrist watch: "I'm going to have a meeting soon. The meeting is long. When Ranran comes back, tell her, Bai Xiaoxiao, Ranran is in a bad mood. You can talk to her and relax. As soon as I have a meeting, I will have to call her in the afternoon."

In the car, Bai Xiaoxiao's voice-over, his care and consideration, Wen Ran heard it in her ears without missing a word, and a trace of warmth penetrated into her sadness, and soon filled her entire heart.

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled, stared at Wen Ran with beautiful eyes, and replied: "Don't worry, go to the meeting. When you go back tonight, I will definitely give you a happy wife."

"Then I'll trouble you."

It is rare to hear Mo Xiuchen speak so politely to her, and the smile on Bai Xiaoxiao's face became brighter: "Ranran is my best friend, not just you, there is no need to say such polite words."

Mo Xiuchen did not say anything else, but nodded and hung up the phone.

"Ranran, Mo Xiuchen is really nothing to say to you."

Bai Xiaoxiao returned the phone to Wen Ran, "Where do you want to go now?"

"I don't want to go anywhere."

Wen Ran didn't sleep all night last night, her eyes were swollen and astringent. She was very sleepy now and just wanted to find a place to have a good sleep.

Bai Xiaoxiao obviously saw her fatigue, pursed her lips, and suggested, "Or, go to my house and let my mother prepare delicious food for us. After dinner, you have a good sleep. I promised Mo Xiuchen that I would give him a happy and beautiful wife tonight. You are so... that has nothing to do with beauty."

"good!"

Wen Ran nodded. She was in a very complicated mood now. The more Mo Xiuchen cared about her, the more she became more sure that she was the little girl who saved him back then, although he did not tell her in person.

A sentence flashed through her mind, what Mo Xiuchen once said, he said that even if he found the little girl who saved him back then, he would not let go of her hand.

Will it be, at that time, he already knew it.

Bai Xiaoxiao and Wen Ran returned to the Bai family. Bai's mother was startled when she saw Wen Ran's swollen eyes and pulled Wen Ran to ask with concern, what happened.

Bai Xiaoxiao grabbed Wen Ran back and said perfunctorily: "Mom, stop asking. Ranran and I will go back to my room first. Come and cook for us. After we have eaten, Ranran will go to bed."

Bai's mother looked at her daughter with concern and looked at Wen Ran: "Ranran, Auntie is going to cook for you now. You and Xiaoxiao go upstairs first, and the meal will be ready later. I'll call you."

Wen Ran smiled and said, "Thank you aunt."

Bai's mother was very fast. In an hour, she cooked the whole table of dishes, all of which were loved by Bai Xiaoxiao and Wen Ran, and kept picking up dishes into Wen Ran's bowl.

Feeling Bai's mother's tenderness and kindness, Wen Ran thought of her mother again. She said "thank you" to Bai's mother, lowered her head, stopped talking, and focused on eating the food in the bowl.

After lunch, Bai Xiaoxiao pulled Wen Ran upstairs. The two lay on her bed and chatted for a while. When fatigue hit her, Wen Ran couldn't help but fall asleep.

**

Meanwhile, ms group

The air pressure in the huge conference room was sluggish.

Today's meeting was the first shareholders' meeting that Mo Jingteng attended after his abdication.

Mo Zixuan sat quietly in a corner of the conference room, so low-key that he had no sense of presence. No matter what Mo Jingteng made, he did not protest or speak.

On the contrary, some shareholders raised objections.

They raised objections, not necessarily because they really wanted Mo Zixuan, but because they were afraid that Mo Xiuchen would have the final say in the company, which would affect their own interests.

But Mo Jingteng insisted on doing this and took back all the shares he had given to Mo Zixuan and Xiao Wenqing, and transferred them to Mo Xiuchen's name together with his own shares.

Before, he inherited the president, not because he won the best of the shares, but because of his ability.

But now, Mo Jingteng's approach means that in the future, he will make decisions by himself, and no one dares to have any objection.

The meeting lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon and ended.

When he returned to the office, Mo Zixuan packed up his belongings. Even if Mo Jingteng didn't make such a decision, he didn't plan to stay in the company anymore.

Halfway through packing up, two knocks sounded at the door of the office, and Mo Zixuan looked up and saw Mo Xiuchen's tall figure appearing at the door.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and continued to clean up.

"You're going to leave like this?"

Mo Xiuchen's narrow eyes were half-closed, and as his eyes flowed, his eyes burst out sharply and shot towards Mo Zixuan who was packing his belongings behind the desk.

"What else do you want?"

Mo Zixuan glanced at him coldly and came out from behind the desk with the box in his arms.

"Stay."

Mo Xiuchen confessed his purpose, and his tall figure stopped three steps away from him. His eyes swept across the items in his box, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are leaving so anxiously, aren't you going to find Xiao Wenqing?"

Mo Zixuan was immediately angry: "Mo Xiuchen, don't swear by others. I left because you forced me to leave, not to find my mother."

Mo Xiuchen sneered, not at all at all about Mo Zixuan's anger. He stared at him with scrutiny, "Don't say that Xiao Wenqing's escape really has nothing to do with you. She is the biological mother. No matter what mistake she made, you can't watch the old man sway her."

"you……"
Chapter completed!