"Ranran, I sent you a video."

In the evening, Wen Ran had just taken the medicine and received a call from Bai Xiaoxiao. She asked blankly: "What video?"

"It's Cheng Jia, who was trying to hook Mo Xiuchen in the company at noon today, take a look."

Wen Ran didn't care just now when her phone rang. After hearing what she said, she clicked on WeChat. Sure enough, there was a video sent by Bai Xiaoxiao, but she didn't know what the content was.

"You see first, I'll go take a shower."

Bai Xiaoxiao didn't talk much, and after that, she hung up the phone.

"Ranran, what video did Xiaoxiao send you?" Wen Jin asked with a smile on the sofa next to her. He was too busy during the day and learned that Ranran had gone to find Mo Xiuchen, and he had no time to come back. In the evening, he turned down the dinner and came back to have dinner with her.

Wen Ran smiled faintly: "I don't know yet, brother, please sit here and watch together."

Wen Jin moved a little in front of her, Wen Ran clicked on the video, the picture was Mo Xiuchen's office, and she recognized it at a glance.

"Cheng Jia?"

Wen Jin's voice was very low, and when he spoke, he looked at Wen Ran with concern.

Feeling his gaze, Wen Ran pulled the corner of his mouth, and did not make a sound, but looked at the man on the sofa steadily. His handsome eyebrows were covered with a layer of indifference and coldness, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife when he looked at Cheng Jia.

However, Cheng Jia did not retreat and walked towards him with lunch. Wen Jin frowned tightly, and Wen Ran pinched the phone's hand and tightened quietly.

Cheng Jia put lunch on the coffee table in front of Mo Xiuchen, her voice was gentle and charming. However, within two seconds, Wen Ran opened her eyes wide in shock, and worries flashed in her eyes.

Mo Xiuchen swept away Cheng Jia’s lunch box hand, which was the one that was burned by the scalding in the morning.

She didn't seem to see Cheng Jia screaming when she was scalded. All her attention was focused on Mo Xiuchen's hand. She didn't see clearly whether he had hurt his hand.

He quickly left the office, and then Luo Haofeng walked in.

Wen Ran was absent-minded in the following scene. Even though Cheng Jia limped around, even if she squatted on the ground, cleaned the meals herself, and then wiped the floor, she didn't care.

What she was thinking about was Mo Xiuchen's hand.

"Cheng Jia deserves this."

Wen Jin commented angrily, Wen Ran calmed down, looked up at Wen Jin, and said softly: "Brother, I'll go upstairs to rest first."

"Okay, take a break early, I'll wait for you to have breakfast tomorrow morning."

"Well, brother, good night!"

After Wen Ran said that, she went upstairs with her cell phone and returned to her room. She watched the video again. When she saw Mo Xiuchen sweeping off the food with her hands, she pressed Pause.

From Cheng Jia's limping just now, it can be seen that the food must be very hot, especially the soup.

After thinking about it, she called Gu Kai.

The phone rang twice, and Gu Kai's voice came, and it was soft and warm through the radio waves: "Hey, Ranran!"

"Brother Gu, are you free now?"

"I just got off work and was about to go home. Ranran, is there anything wrong?"

On the phone, there was a sound of closing the door. Gu Kai came out of the office and walked slowly towards the elevator.

"Well, Xiu Chen burned his hand at noon. Can you give him some ointment?"

Wen Ran walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, raised his hand and opened the curtains, and looked out the window through the glass. Originally, she just wanted to see the quiet night outside the window. When her eyes touched the black car under the dim night, her heart suddenly trembled.

In his ears, Gu Kai's voice came in confusion: "Send ointment? Ranran, Xiu Chen came to the hospital in the afternoon. I haven't heard of his hand burning. When did it happen?"

Wen Ran tightened his strength with his phone and took a step back.

Downstairs, in Aston's master's seat, Mo Xiuchen seemed to feel the gaze from the second floor. He looked up and looked at her deep eyes.

He saw no one, only the curtains swayed slightly.

Wen Ran leaned against the wall, her heart pounding, as if she was about to jump out of her chest. She raised her hand and stroked her heart, forgot to answer Gu Kai's words.

"Ranran, are you listening?"

On the phone, Gu Kai couldn't hear her voice, and a trace of worry oozed into his voice.

"He burned his hands when he received boiling water in the morning. At noon, Cheng Jia delivered him food. He knocked over the food. It seemed that there was soup, and he used the burned hand."

After hearing what she said, Gu Kai did not ask again, and agreed readily: "Okay, I'll call Xiu Chen now to see where he is. I'll send him a ointment and see if he has had supper."

"Um!"

Wen Ran didn't tell him that Mo Xiuchen was downstairs of her house.

**

When the phone rang, Mo Xiuchen withdrew his gaze, took out his cell phone, looked at the call, pressed the answer button with his long finger, and let out a faint "heat".

"Xiuchen, are you still working overtime?"

Gu Kai's voice was ridiculous, Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly and said indifferently: "No."

"Then where are you? I'll go find you."

"I'm not available now." Mo Xiuchen looked up at the window with lights on on the second floor. He wondered if Wen Ran called Gu Kai and asked him to call her away.

"What are you busy with? Could it be that you are with Cheng Jia? Forget it, I'll tell you the truth. Ranran said, your hand is burned, so I'll give you ointment."

"Ranran?"

When Mo Xiuchen heard this, a hint of self-mockery appeared on his lips. She didn't want to see him so much that he couldn't even stay quietly downstairs. Was she afraid that he would disturb her again?

"Where are you, I'll come and look for you."

Without waiting for Gu Kai to speak, he asked back.

After saying that, he lowered his head and started the car.

Twenty minutes later, Mo Xiuchen found Gu Kai in a restaurant. He ordered a table of dishes and was enjoying it slowly alone.

"Xiuchen, come and have dinner with me first. The surgery in the afternoon has been done so far, and I will starve to death."

Gu Kai saw Mo Xiuchen coming over, smiled and waved at him, swallowed the food in his mouth, and began to complain.

Mo Xiuchen didn't say anything. After sitting down, he picked up the chopsticks and concentrated on eating the dishes.

"Didn't you have dinner? Not to mention that, Cheng Jia delivered you food at noon? Before you divorced Ranran, Cheng Jia expressed her affection. She is really infatuated with you."

Gu Kai glanced at Mo Xiuchen, who was concentrating on eating vegetables and didn't say a word, and spoke a little unhappy. Cheng Jia was restless after staying in the MS Group for one day.

"How do you know?"

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes and stopped picking up food.

"Ranran told me, she said, you burned your hands when you received boiling water in the morning. At noon, Cheng Jia delivered you food. You knocked over the food and soup, and used the burned hand. However, you can still hold chopsticks, which should be so serious!"
Chapter completed!