When Wen Ran arrived, Mo Xiuchen was already waiting outside the company.

He was handsome and noble in shirt and trousers, but not without warmth and elegance. When Wen Ran saw him standing by the roadside, the sunlight came out of the clouds, and the golden light hit his handsome carved facial features. Every inch of line was coated with a layer of clean luster. With his lips curled up, Wen Ran was obsessed with several degrees of obsession.

Without giving instructions, Qing Yang parked the car in front of Mo Xiuchen. He opened the door, bent slightly, reached out to Wen Ran in the car, and gently called her name: "Ran Ran."

Wen Ran smiled gently, put his hand on his broad and warm palms, and came out of the car, "Why are you waiting here?"

"I've been a little tired all morning in my work, so I'll come down to do it and wait for you by the way." Mo Xiuchen said calmly and gently. He raised his other big hand and brushed her hair that was blown to her face by the wind to her ears. "Let's go, let's talk about it later."

"Okay." Wen Ran agreed obediently, letting him hold her hand, walk into the company with him, take the elevator upstairs, and come to his office.

Along the way, Mo Xiuchen held her hand and never let go. The people in the company saw their intimacy in their eyes, and they were envious of each other, with gentle eyebrows and smiles, and their hearts were as sweet as honey.

As long as you are with him, you will feel a sense of happiness spreading to your heart.

After entering the office, Mo Xiuchen took her hand and walked to the leather sofa to sit down. Wen Ran saw that he was sitting next to her, and hurriedly said, "Xiuchen, don't worry about me, hurry up and go to work, I'll wait for you here."

Mo Xiuchen nodded, and the voice of thin lips overflowing softly and doting: "What do you want to drink? I'll ask the secretary to prepare it for you. I haven't finished my business. When it's done, I'll go with you for lunch."

"I'll just drink boiled water." Wen Ran didn't want to worry.

"Okay, I'll pour it for you." Mo Xiuchen stood up, kissed her on the forehead, walked to the water dispenser with a smile, poured her a glass of water, and then returned to the desk and continued the unfinished business.

Wen Ran held the water cup and looked at the man who was focusing on his work behind the desk with gentle eyes.

Once upon a time, she also watched him work quietly, and as she watched, she became immersed. Now, she still feels that his work looks very charming, which makes her reluctant to look away.

The two of them didn't even talk, but occasionally Mo Xiuchen looked up and met her gentle eyes. A smile would arise on the corner of his mouth, and he would face her eyes for a moment, then lower his head and continue working.

In the indoor, in the flowing air, a trace of warmth and happiness spreads. The scene of Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran getting along is so beautiful that it is unbearable to disturb.

A senior executive came to Mo Xiuchen to report his work, but he was blocked by the considerate Secretary Lin. He heard that the president's wife was in the president's office, and two people who wanted to report their work had left.

At 11 o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Xiuchen finished reading the documents, packed up, and was about to get off work, a noise suddenly came from outside. Although the office door was soundproof, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran still heard it. Two women were talking outside.

One is Secretary Lin, the other is Wen Ran, who has never heard the sound, and is very strange.

Wen Ran's clear eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. He looked at Mo Xiuchen behind the desk, but saw his eyebrows slightly frowning, and a thin layer of frost condensed on his handsome face, and he was very angry.

"Ranran, you can wait here and I'll go out and have a look."

Mo Xiuchen strode out from behind the desk, reminded Wen Ran who was standing up, and walked towards the door.

Outside the door, the person who was tying with Secretary Lin was Li Yaqing who came once more than a month ago. The editor-in-chief of a certain weekly magazine was still something, and Mo Xiuchen had long remembered it.

After she left last time, she never came again. Unexpectedly, she came here if she didn't come sooner or later. Today, Ranran is here, but she came here.

Mo Xiuchen hated all the people who disturbed him and Ranran's relationship. Even friends would make him unhappy, let alone Li Yaqing.

Even after Mo Jingteng's death, Li Yunchang gave them great discounts and took the initiative to find him and agreed to the loan. He would not treat Li Yaqing especially for this.

Opening the door, Mo Xiuchen glanced over Li Yaqing in cold eyes and ordered Secretary Lin: "Call the security guards and drive her out."

"Mr. Mo, it only takes a few minutes. You rejected me last time and drove me out again this time. Are you afraid that you will be convinced by me, or is there something shameful?"

When Li Yaqing heard that Mo Xiuchen was about to drive her out, she immediately raised her face and looked at him mockingly.

She couldn't resist his strong cold aura last time. In this month, she "worked hard" and read all his information again. She would definitely be sure of it before she dared to come.

Secretary Lin's face changed. Seeing Mo Xiuchen's face was gloomy, she forgot to call the security guard, but she instinctively scolded Li Yaqing: "Miss Li, don't talk nonsense. We, Mr. Mo, don't like to accept interviews. You media people can't force others to do anything."

Li Yaqing subconsciously raised her chin and looked straight at Mo Xiuchen. When she met his cold eyes, her heart still trembled.

However, in order to achieve her goal, she forced herself to meet his ice-skate-like eyes without hiding, "Mr. Mo, I heard that you have lost your memory and even forgot yourself, but I remember your wife. I have no other purpose. I am really moved by the love story between you and your wife. I want to ask you to do an exclusive interview..."

The reason why Li Yaqing was at this time was that Wen Ran came to the company from time to time, and she broke in.

Actually, this is all wrong.

Before she could finish her words, Mo Xiuchen's narrow eyes suddenly narrowed, and a sharp flashed out from the bottom of her eyes, and shot straight towards Li Yaqing a few steps away like a sharp arrow.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Li Yaqing's face changed slightly and she unconsciously took a half-step back.

"Secretary Lin!"

Mo Xiuchen looked at Li Yaqing with cold eyes, but he said to Secretary Lin who was stunned by the stupid side.

Secretary Lin's face turned pale, and suddenly remembered what the president had just ordered. He said in a panic and ran back to the secretary's office to call the security guard.

Li Yaqing pursed her lips and continued, "Mr. Mo, don't you dare to confess your love for your wife to the whole world?"

"That's my business, it has nothing to do with others."

Mo Xiuchen refused coldly. He was not interested in Li Yaqing at all, including her interview.

"Mr. Mo, I know that this is a matter between you and Mrs. Mo. However, there is one thing that I don't think Mr. Mo doesn't understand. In this world, there is no woman who doesn't like to listen to her confession. If Mr. Mo is willing to accept my interview, I promise to plan a unique confession for Mr. Mo..."
Chapter completed!