As long as you are by my side all the time, nothing else matters!

Mo Xiuchen's words echoed in Wen Ran's ears for a long time, as if the strong wind blew across her heart, causing a huge wave. Her pupils suddenly tightened, and her hands placed in front of her were tightly and tightly clamped.

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the road ahead with a focused look.

In the quiet carriage, Wen Ran's mood was in a mess. She didn't want to think deeply about the deep meaning of Mo Xiuchen's words, but she couldn't help but think about it.

Along the way, Mo Xiuchen did not speak anymore, and Wen Ran did not speak either. The carriage was surprisingly quiet.

When he got to the company and got off the car, Mo Xiuchen personally opened the car door for Wen Ran. When she got off the car, he held her hand. His movements were so natural and skillful. He liked to hold her hand at home, in the company, or in any place.

"Ranran, let's go in."

His thin lips bent into a gentle curve, facing his smiling eyes, Wen Ran smiled back, letting his big palm wrap her little hand, and following his steps, he entered the company together.

I haven't seen her for a few days. When I saw her appearing with Mo Xiuchen, the security guard at the door flashed in surprise and said hello with a smile.

Mo Xiuchen is in a good mood today. He swept away the haze of these days. His eyebrows are relaxed and broad, noble but elegant and gentle.

The security guard said hello to him, and he nodded.

Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran came later, and the others were already at work. He and Wen Ran took a special elevator to the top floor and returned to their office.

When he opened the door and saw Cheng Jia waiting in the office, Mo Xiuchen's handsome face suddenly turned dark, and a sharp flashed out of his eyes: "Cheng Jia, what are you doing here?"

Cheng Jia was originally sitting in the spacious leather sofa. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she stood up and met Mo Xiuchen's sharp eyes, listened to his questioning words, and when she saw Wen Ran beside him, her beautiful face changed and finally turned pale!

"Xiuchen, Miss Cheng must have something to do, so she will wait for you here. Don't be so fierce, it's scaring everyone."

Wen Ran saw Cheng Jia's expression change in his eyes. When he remembered Jiang Liu's reminder on the phone, she suddenly smiled. Her smile was clear and bright, like a ray of spring breeze, which instantly blew away Mo Xiuchen's displeasure. He turned his head and smiled gently at her.

He took her hand into the office, walked towards his desk, and said lightly: "No one can enter this office as long as you want. If you have anything to do, hurry up and tell me!"

Cheng Jia didn't expect that he had been waiting for noon, and the one he came was Wen Ran.

At noon, after Mo Xiuchen left, she did not leave, and she didn't even eat lunch, hoping to win his pity, even if it was a little pity.

She had already written the draft, and he came to work in the afternoon, what should she say?

However, Wen Ran's appearance disrupted all her plans. She could not use a single word she had thought of. Instead, she looked at Mo Xiuchen's tenderness and affection for her, and the jealousy in her heart grew wildly like spreading, wrapping around her entire heart.

Just as she was staring at Wen Ran, a sharp eye shot from behind the desk: "If you are fine, go back to work."

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes and said unhappy.

Cheng Jia's face turned pale again, and he quickly explained: "Mr. Mo, I have something to do and I don't understand. I want to ask you for advice. After you left at noon, I have not left and are waiting for you to come back here."

Wen Ran's clear eyes flashed slightly, and he asked in surprise: "Noon? Xiuchen, didn't you go home for lunch?"

Mo Xiuchen spoke to her with a gentle tone: "Well, I'll go home to have lunch with you at noon."

Wen Ran smiled gently and looked at Cheng Jia: "When did Miss Cheng wait here? Didn't you get off work in the morning?"

Cheng Jia gritted her teeth secretly. In front of Mo Xiuchen, she did not dare to attack Wen Ran, so she could only suppress her anger in her heart and explained softly: "Yes, when I was about to get off work in the morning, I came to Mr. Mo to ask him for some professional questions, but Mr. Mo left at that time, so I was waiting here."

"You are a person who is a tiny rice or a steel player. Miss Cheng, hurry up and go back to have a meal, don't be hungry. You are the protagonist at the evening celebration banquet."

Wen Ran looked at Cheng Jia with a kind smile, and every word he said was sincere.

Originally, Cheng Jia was looking forward to the evening celebration banquet, and even thought that he would definitely hook Mo Xiuchen at night, even if he failed, he would do something that would make him and Wen Ran misunderstand.

The three words of celebration banquet were spoken from Wen Ran's mouth, and Cheng Jia's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She suddenly heard another meaning from her words, as if she was warning her that she would be with Mo Xiuchen at the evening celebration banquet.

Let her not dream of her husband!

Before, Wen Ran told her that as long as she is there for one day, she will not let her take away her husband. Now, she is just a chicken that not only lays eggs, but also selfishly occupying such an excellent and perfect man as Mo Xiuchen. Cheng Jia really hates her more and more the more she thinks about it.

"Well, Ranran is right. You can go to have a meal first. After dinner, you can go back to work."

Mo Xiuchen just wanted to send Cheng Jia, an annoying woman, faster. The displeasure in her tone was already very obvious. Even if Cheng Jia was reluctant to leave, she could not stay with Wen Ran here.

He pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Mo, then I'll go back to work first. I'll ask you for advice when you have time."

"No, take your information and ask Vice President Mo later. I remember that I told you in the morning. If you don't understand, please look for Vice President Mo."

At the end, Mo Xiuchen frowned.

"Then, I'll leave."

Cheng Jia hesitated for a moment, picked up the information he placed on the coffee table, and reluctantly left his office.

Mo Xiuchen glanced at Cheng Jia's leaving back with cold eyes, and withdrew his gaze. Seeing Wen Ran frowning slightly, he narrowed his eyes and asked with concern: "Ranran, what's wrong?"

“What a big perfume smell.”

Wen Ran raised her hand and suffused the air in front of her. The perfume on Cheng Jia's body was very fragrant. She waited in this office for two or three hours. When she left, the perfume smell remained in the air.

Mo Xiuchen immediately dialed the inside line on the table and asked someone to come in to deal with it.

After hanging up the phone, he comforted softly: "Ranran, I have asked someone to come in to deal with it. If you endure it for a while, it will be gone in a few minutes."

Wen Ran said thoughtfully: "These days, Cheng Jia won't come to you every day, right? The moment she saw me, her face changed."
Chapter completed!