"Even if Mo Xiuchen and I have no feelings, he is my legal husband, and it is not something other women can imagine."

Wen Ran dropped that sentence, turned around, and left gracefully.

Cheng Jia stood there with a pale face, looking at Wen Ran's straight and slender back, and the words she had just warned were echoing in her ears. She gritted her teeth hard and thought hatefully, when she became Mo Shao's woman tonight, how could Wen Ran be arrogant?

***

"What did Cheng Jia tell you?"

Mo Xiuchen stood tall at the entrance of the hall. Seeing Wen Ran and Cheng Jiayi coming forward, he took a step forward, his deep eyes swept over her delicate facial features and asked gently.

Wen Ran listened to the footsteps behind him, smiled at Mo Xiuchen, and said in a brisk tone: "Nothing."

After the words came, she took the initiative to reach out and put his arm on. A deep trace flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and a pleasant curve rose from the corner of his mouth.

In the living room, Mo Zixuan was sitting alone on a sofa playing with his cell phone. Xiao Wenqing and Zhou Lin were sitting on the sofa opposite him. They were chatting about something. Mo Jingteng walked to his side and walked down. He slowly put away his cell phone and sat down with his body leaning against him.

When Mo Jingteng heard Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran were behind, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the door.

Two minutes later, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran appeared in his sight hand in hand. The intimate scene made his eyes shrink violently, and his handsome face suddenly changed color.

Zhou Lin's face on the sofa opposite also changed, not because of Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, but because of Mo Zixuan's unconcealed feelings for Wen Ran. She put her hands crossed in front of her, her lips tightly pursed.

Xiao Wenqing looked at Mo Zixuan warningly, came out of the sofa, and greeted him with a hypocritical smile: "Xiuchen, Miss Wen, you are finally back."

When she called Wen Ran, her tone paused slightly. She wanted to call her name, but she was afraid that she would be too unfamiliar, so she called her "Miss Wen", which was polite and polite, and also implied that she had only obtained a certificate with Mo Xiuchen and was not recognized by the Mo family.

Mo Xiuchen ignored her words and looked at Mo Zixuan who was standing in front of the sofa, enduring a jealous look on his face, curled his lips and smiled, and said calmly: "Ranran and I were going to go to the cemetery to see my mother, but I heard that we would discuss the marriage between Zixuan and Miss Zhou tonight, so Ranran and I, who are the elder brothers and sister-in-law, had to come."

Mo Zixuan's face changed several times in an instant, and something was running straight on his heart. However, before he could speak, Mo Xiuchen's eyes turned to Mo Jingteng again and asked lightly: "Today is my mother's death day. Before dinner, I want to burn some money for my mother to worship her. You won't object, right?"

This time, Xiao Wenqing changed his face. Mo Jingteng stood up from the sofa. Without hesitation, he agreed to Mo Xiuchen's request: "Okay, let Mrs. Liu prepare some dishes that your mother liked during her lifetime..."

"Jing Teng, this is not good!"

Xiao Wenqing couldn't wait for Mo Jingteng to finish his words, so he interrupted anxiously.

"What's wrong with it? Xiu Chen has never worshipped his mother at home for so many years. Now that he is married, he should let his mother know about it when he comes back with his wife."

"But……"
Chapter completed!