Luo Haofeng turned around and glared at the woman, then spoke again, his tone was completely different from what he had just said: "You must completely obey Miss Wen's arrangements these days, do you know?"

"I understand, Director Luo!"

The four of them answered in unison. Luo Haofeng clenched his fists and put them beside his mouth to cough, then glanced at the woman who was smiling just now, then turned around and a demonic smile appeared on his face: "Miss Wen, you can find me any needs these days. This is my phone number."

He took out a business card and handed it to her.

Wen Ran took his unique business card and smiled and said yes.

With four more people helping, Wen Ran was much more relaxed than the previous two days.

When I returned to the hotel in the evening, I called Mo Xiuchen to thank him.

Mo Xiuchen was having a social event at the time. There was a clinking cup on the phone. He said to everyone, walked out of the private room, stood in the dark corridor, and asked her how the situation was.

Wen Ran had just taken a shower and was tilted on the leather sofa in his pajamas. His smile was bright and shiny, and his voice was brisk: "Everything went well. Today I met Director Luo. When I heard you talk about it last night, I thought he was an old and fat man like Zhou Mingfu. I didn't expect that the director of your house was so young and handsome."

"Is he handsome?"

After she finished speaking, Mo Xiuchen's voice came. There was a faint displeasure in the low magnetic field. Wen Ran's clear eyes flashed slightly, and he made up a lie and said, "It was not what I said, it was what Xiaoxiao and Sister Li."

Mo Xiuchen's low laughter came from the other end of the phone. It was obvious that her words had entertained him. After a while, he told her again: "Mo Zixuan and Zhou Lin went to City F to take wedding photos. When you come back from a business trip, we will also find some time to take a set."

"ah?"

Wen Ran was shocked and sat up on the sofa.

"Why are you so surprised?"

In the corridor of a hotel, Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly and asked in a slightly questionable tone.

Wen Ran smiled and explained: "You suddenly asked for wedding photos. I was surprised. You just said that Mo Zixuan and Zhou Lin came to F City to take wedding photos? Why don't I know about Zhou Lin taking leave?"

"You are not in City G, and your brother is in charge of the company. Of course you don't know."

Mo Xiuchen paused slightly and added: "Mo Zixuan took a week off, maybe he will go to find you."

"What did he ask me for?"

Wen Ran blurted out his words, and after he said that, a long-standing voice suddenly came to his mind: "F City is a tourist destination and your hometown. When we get married, go there to take wedding photos. Ranran, do you think it's okay?"

But what happened a few months ago, now when I think about it, I feel like I have a different life.

Mo Zixuan and Zhou Lin took wedding photos, but why did she choose F City? Her eyes changed, she shook her head, and she shook her thoughts that flashed through her mind.

"I just guess that he didn't give up on you. It was just an excuse to take Zhou Lin to City F to take wedding photos because you went there on a business trip."

"Don't worry, even if he looks for me, I won't pay attention to him."

She knew her identity, and she was not the kind of person who was dragging and hesitant. She was moved by Mo Zixuan's confession when she accepted Mo Zixuan's confession. Now, she was hurt by him, so she would not give him a second chance.

"Well, I'm just afraid that he will bother you. If you have anything to do in City F, you can find A Feng."

Mo Xiuchen was silent for a while before explaining that although Wen Ran praised Luo Haofeng as a handsome man just now, it did not affect his arrangements.

"I know."

Wen Ran agreed softly, and the bathroom door opened at this time. Bai Xiaoxiao came out in her pajamas. She glanced at her and was about to say that nothing happened, but she hung up. On the other end of the phone, a familiar woman's voice suddenly came from: "Mr. Mo..."

That was Cheng Jia’s voice!

She called "Mr. Mo", and there was no sound afterwards. I don't know if she saw Mo Xiuchen stop calling, or if Mo Xiuchen didn't let her continue.

Mo Xiuchen's voice then came: "You can rest early, my dinner here is not over yet."

"Okay, don't drink too much wine, go back and rest early."

Wen Ran finished whispering to the point and hung up the phone.

***

City g, in the dark corridor, Mo Xiuchen put away his phone and glanced faintly over Cheng Jia, who was standing two steps away. She drank a lot of wine tonight, her cheeks were red, her eyes were flowing, and she was full of charm. At tonight's dinner, she was considered a favorite.

Seeing him looking at her, Cheng Jia smiled charmingly, subconsciously straightened her proud breasts, took a step forward, and shouted gently: "Mr. Mo!"

"What did you want to say just now?"

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly. He didn't like the perfume smell on women, and would feel pungent. He still liked the quiet fragrance on Wen Ran's body, only the smell of shampoo and shower gel, unlike Cheng Jia in front of him, which made people dizzy.

Cheng Jia turned his head and looked at the private room behind him, and whispered: "Mr. Mo, they said they would go to the next program. I'll come out and see if you're okay."

Mo Xiuchen nodded and said lightly: "Go in!"

Cheng Jia said "Okay", turned around, and just took a step, his right foot suddenly sprained, and with a "ah", his body lost its center of gravity and fell to one side. Mo Xiuchen was passing by her right. Seeing that she was about to fall, he instinctively reached out to support her.

"Be careful!"

"My Master Mo, my feet seem to have sprained, it hurts so much."

Cheng Jia leaned against Mo Xiuchen's arms with all his weight. The raised little face wrinkled into a ball due to the pain. He looked at him with a pitiful expression. I believe that men would feel pity.

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly, looked down at her feet that were afraid to step on the ground, and said calmly: "You can hold the railing first and wait for me here."

"good!"

Cheng Jia hesitated for a while before agreeing. Under Mo Xiuchen's help, he jumped two steps and stood on the railing. Seeing Mo Xiuchen enter the private room not far away, joy appeared between her eyebrows and eyes. Tonight, Mo Shao brought her to socialize. She was at the dinner, but she was very hard-working. Now that she had sprained her ankle, he would definitely not ignore her.

She even fantasized about Mo Xiuchen taking her to the hospital, then taking her home and taking her home to take care of her. Thinking of him treating herself gently, she felt like a deer was bumping into her heart.

Time passes very quickly in fantasy.

Until a polite voice of "Miss Cheng" penetrated her eardrums, Cheng Jia's thoughts were interrupted. She looked up and saw Xiao Liu coming from the other end of the corridor. Her heart sank and a hint of displeasure suddenly appeared on her face.

Xiao Liu saw her expression change in his eyes, and felt despised for a moment. He stopped in front of her, looked down at her right foot that was lightly placed on her left instep, and explained: "The eldest young master called me and said that you had sprained ankle and asked me to take you to the hospital. Miss Cheng, can you leave by yourself, or should I carry you?"

Cheng Jia felt a little annoyed, and pursed her lips and said coldly: "You don't need to send me it, I'll wait for Mr. Mo to come out."

"The eldest young master asked me to send you there. If Miss Cheng doesn't want me to send you there, I won't force you. Go and call him the eldest young master. He is an important person for socializing tonight. There are other programs behind it. If you discourage everyone's fun by yourself, the eldest young master will definitely be angry."
Chapter completed!