Mo Xiuchen was too close to Wen Ran. When he spoke, the warm masculine aura sprayed on her ears, causing her body to tremble slightly and her heartbeat. She suddenly became chaotic under the caress of his long fingers.

A blush appeared on his fair cheeks.

When she turned her head and met Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes, her heartstrings seemed to be suddenly touched by an invisible big hand, and subconsciously shook her head:

"No, am I back now?"

Mo Xiuchen said 'um', raised his thin lips slightly, satisfied with her answer. He put his big hand back on her chair and added casually: "After the meal, I'll send me back to the company first, I have something to say to you."

"good!"

Wen Ran nodded slightly and saw Cheng Jia lowering her head and biting the chopsticks. She didn't know what she was thinking. She knew in her heart that Mo Xiuchen's actions were probably deliberately done for Cheng Jia to see.

After dinner, Mo Xiuchen asked Gu Kai to take Cheng Jia back to the Nanqin Hotel, while he sat in the luxurious Aston passenger seat, waiting for Wen Ran to get into the main driver's seat and wear a seat belt for him.

Smelling the faint fragrance on her body, a glimmer flashed deep in his eyes. As she buckled her seat belt and retreated, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“…”

Wen Ran was suddenly grabbed by him, and his body almost threw himself into his arms because of his strength. His heart suddenly trembled, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Don't you want to know what Cheng Jia has to do with me?"

Mo Xiuchen's handsome face was close at hand, and the eyes staring at her eyes were deep and dark.

Wen Ran looked at him blankly. When did she say she wanted to know his relationship with Cheng Jia?

"Don't you want to know?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Xiuchen's eyes slightly darkened, his voice sensation was not depressed, and his hands tightened slightly. The distance between the two was so close that their breaths were entangled.

Wen Ran was a little dizzy when he asked, or his breath disturbed his mood.

The space in the carriage was too small, and their posture was too ambiguous. For a moment, her brain was in chaos.

"Wen Ran, you have to remember that I am your husband."

Mo Xiuchen let go of her hand and his voice sounded in the carriage with a deep voice. After saying that, he turned his head and stopped looking at her.

Wen Ran frowned and looked at his cold and hard facial features. She really didn't understand where she messed with him. After thinking about it, she asked in confusion: "Isn't Cheng Jia your savior? Besides, what else do you have to do?"

Mo Xiuchen turned his head again, looked at her with deep eyes, and replied to the question that he was irrelevant: "No matter if I am with anyone, you don't need to avoid it."

After thinking for a long time, Wen Ran finally figured out what he was angry about. She couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart. She blinked guiltily and said frankly: "I didn't avoid it because I saw you and other women, but because Cheng Jia is your savior, but I don't have a slight affection for her, so I thought about leaving."

Confirm that she was not lying, Mo Xiuchen's cold and hard facial features softened slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's normal that you don't like her. Although she saved me when she was a child, I'm the same as you, and I don't like her either."

Wen Ran thought he had heard it wrong. What does Mo Xiuchen mean? He actually said that he didn't like his life-savior either?

"Why?"
Chapter completed!