Mo Xiuchen pursed his lips tightly, met Gu Kai's inquiring eyes, and said indifferently: "In the afternoon, Amu called back and said that it had been confirmed that Wen Ran was not Wen Hongrui's biological daughter. The real Wen Ran died of a disease as early as 16 years ago."

Gu Kai heard him say that day, and he was not very surprised to hear this answer, "Then how did this Wen Ran come from? The orphan adopted by Wen Hongrui?"

A cold curve appeared on Mo Xiuchen's lips: "I don't know, I can't find out for the time being. Wen Hongrui doesn't seem to want people to know Wen Ran's life experience and origin."

"Then do you still believe that she is your savior?"

Gu Kai asked, he knew that Mo Xiuchen was a stubborn person, and no one could change what he believed.

"Yes, I'll know when I find out."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes were deep and firm. He believed in his feelings. He had been looking for that little girl over the years. There were not only one or two women he had come into contact with, but none of those countless women had ever made him feel that way like being with Wen Ran.

"If I find it in the end, what if she doesn't?"

Gu Kai sighed lightly. Back then, he decided that the little girl who saved Mo Xiuchen was his lost sister, but now, Mo Xiuchen actually decided on Wen Ran, but he was confused.

When the two walked to the door of Wen Jin's ward, Mo Xiuchen's cell phone ringing rang in a hurry.

He took out his cell phone and saw the call. His beautiful brows frowned immediately, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. On the side, Gu Kai looked at his expression and turned his head curiously to see who called.

"Hello!"

"Mr. Mo, I seem to have a fever and my head hurts so much. Can you come to my house?"

In the ward, Wen Ran heard the sound outside, turned his head and looked at him, but there was no one. After waiting for a while, she said to Wen Jin, got up and walked towards the door.

When he opened the door, he saw Mo Xiuchen standing two steps away, talking on the phone indifferently. Next to him, Gu Kai smiled at her, said hello, and walked into the ward.

"You are waiting at home, I'll let Xiao Liu go."

After Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, he hung up the phone, regardless of whether the other party wanted to do so.

When he looked up at Wen Ran, the coldness in his eyes drooped, and a little warmth appeared. While digging out Xiao Liu's phone number, he explained to her: "It was Cheng Jia who called. She said she seemed to have a fever, so I asked Xiao Liu to come and take a look."

A hint of surprise flashed through Wen Ran's clear eyes. Although she felt that Cheng Jia was very sad and tried her best to get close to Mo Xiuchen, she was happy in her heart.

The more ruthless Mo Xiuchen was to other women, the more worry she was, and she didn't have to deal with those women who loved him for him. Even if there was no love between them, at least, he was loyal to marriage.

"Xiao Liu, you go to Cheng Jia's house now. If she has a fever, you can take her to the hospital."

When the phone was connected, Mo Xiuchen ordered in a deep voice. On the other end of the phone, Xiao Liu asked him to go to Cheng Jia's house again. He immediately felt bitter and asked bargainingly: "Master, can we change someone?"

Mo Xiuchen frowned and asked, "Who do you think is suitable besides you?"

"Master, Cheng Jia definitely doesn't want me to go there, and you are the one she wants to see..."

"Is that right? When I went back that night, I told Zhang Ma that you like Zhang Xiaohua very much. Hurry up and let you get married."

Mo Xiuchen curled his mouth, which was very inauthentic.

"Young Master, don't, I'll go, can't I go? I'll go anytime Cheng Jia asks you in the future."

When Xiao Liu heard that he wanted to marry Zhang Xiaohua to him, he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He was more willing to deal with the troubles for the eldest young master than marrying Zhang Xiaohua.

"Okay, go quickly!"

Mo Xiuchen smiled with satisfaction on his lips, and it took only a minute to treat Xiao Liu.

***

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the master bedroom is decorated in exquisitely and not warm, and crystal lights illuminate every corner.

When the sound of the bathroom door opening came into her ears, Wen Ran, who was leaning against the bedside, had an inexplicable slap in her heart. She pinched the magazine's fingers and tightened them quietly. She hugged Mo Xiuchen and slept for several nights, but she still couldn't calm herself down as usual.

As he approached, her heartbeat became chaotic.

"Sleepy?"

Mo Xiuchen walked to the bed, took away the magazine in her hand, lifted the quilt and went to the bed, and naturally hugged her. Wen Ran's body stiffened slightly like every night before.

Her fair little face instantly showed two flushings.

That look like a seductive fairy peach, making people want to take a bite.

"When will you get used to it?"

Mo Xiuchen sighed softly from above his head, and he pulled her a little and looked at her with deep eyes.

The distance was too close, and the breaths of each other were intertwined, Wen Ran's heartbeat even faster, "I may be able to adapt slowly."

She made excuses for herself. His eyes were too deep. She dared not look at him. Her eyes fell on his sexy thin lips, but she couldn't help but kissing him in her mind.

Her heart trembled and she subconsciously pursed her lips.

"Wen Ran!"

Mo Xiuchen saw her nervousness, and his heart couldn't help but feel softness, and even a hint of gentleness in his voice.

Wen Ran looked up and his eyes reflected in the crystal light, as bright as stars, reflecting himself clearly in her eyes. He looked at himself in her eyes and suddenly smiled happily.

"why are you laughing?"

Wen Ran asked in confusion.

"Do you still remember what I said to you in the afternoon?"

Mo Xiuchen asked without answering the question, his big palms pressed against her shoulder blades, and the smile at the corners of his mouth was charming and charming.

"What's the matter?"

Wen Ran's eyes flashed and he asked as if he was stupid.

Mo Xiuchen condensed her red face, her eyes were stained with a deep look, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "I said that I won't let you be a widow all your life, it's just a talk."

Wen Ran's heart trembled violently!

She looked at Mo Xiuchen's deep and hot eyes. Could it be that he wanted that tonight? Her aunt hadn't left yet. Thinking of this, she looked away in panic and said stutteringly: "That, my aunt hasn't left yet. Tonight, no."

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes and looked at her nervous and cute appearance. He suddenly wanted to tease her: "What day is it today, and how many more days will it take?"

Wen Ran's eyes widened, and he actually asked her such a question.

She usually ends for five days, and today is almost gone, but how could she tell him that she ends today? Although she also thought about helping him cure her illness, she was not ready yet.
Chapter completed!