Wen Ran looked down at the necklace around his neck and said lightly: "This necklace was given by my brother."

"Ah, Miss Wen, hasn't Mr. Mo ever given you something? You don't wear a ring on your fingers. If Mr. Mo didn't say it, no one would know that you were a couple."

Cheng Jia made an exaggerated expression, staring straight at Wen Ran’s slender white and tender fingers, with her ten fingers slender and empty.

Wen Ran's eyes flashed, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said indifferently: "The ring is just a form. He is happy to introduce me to his wife, so I have to let him."

The smile on Cheng Jia's face froze because of her words. Wen Ran's seemingly calm joke, but it was extremely harsh to Cheng Jia's ears. She pursed her lips and changed the topic:

"Miss Wen, Mr. Mo was injured when he was a child, so he was different from other men. His self-esteem was stronger than other men. So, please don't be entangled with other men like today. That would be a kind of harm to Mr. Mo."

Upon hearing this, Wen Ran's eyes changed slightly. Cheng Jia was accusing her of being entangled with the man with glasses just now, but what identity did she blame her? Is Mo Xiuchen's life-saving benefactor?

"Thank you Miss Cheng for your concern for Xiu Chen, but it was just a misunderstanding just now. I have explained it to Xiu Chen. Another point is that Xiu Chen is not different from other men."

While speaking, Wen Ran turned sideways and reached under the dryer to dry.

"Miss Wen means, are you and Mr. Mo have the reality of being a husband and wife?"

Cheng Jia was really shocked this time, and her eyes suddenly opened wide.

It is said that Mo Xiuchen is inhumane, and she also thought that it was true, but what does Wen Ran mean by saying this?

Wen Ran smiled slightly, and thought of that night, a layer of thin powder appeared on her fair face. Such an expression was more meaningful to Cheng Jia than any words.

"Let's go back, Xiuchen will be anxious later."

Cheng Jia wanted to say something, but seeing that Wen Ran had turned around and walked towards the door, she pursed her lips and had to follow her out of the bathroom and return to the hall.

When they went back, the waiter had already served the dishes. Mo Xiuchen sat in his seat and naturally reached out to pull the chair for Wen Ran, asking casually: "Why did it take so long?"

Wen Ran smiled at him and said, "I chatted with Miss Cheng for a few words. Why didn't you say it just now? It turns out that Miss Cheng and you have known each other long ago?"

Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at Cheng Jia from the corner of his eyes. A trace of surprise flashed across his face, as if he didn't expect Wen Ran to say it directly.

Then, he immediately laughed and explained, "I just talked with Miss Wen so well, so I missed it. Mr. Mo, you won't blame me, right?"

"Won't!"

Mo Xiuchen turned his head and looked at Cheng Jia, then looked at Wen Ran, and said calmly: "I just found Cheng Jia a few days ago. She saved me more than ten years ago."

Wen Ran's eyebrows were a little confused. Cheng Jia just said that he had been harmed when he was a child, but what happened was that, Cheng Jia said that he had forgotten. Now, Mo Xiuchen told her frankly that Cheng Jia had saved him.

"It's a pity that I don't remember what happened yesterday."
Chapter completed!