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Wen Ran slightly knit her brows, mentally scoffing: We’re not that close to each other, what secrets could we possibly share.

With a light smile at the corner of his mouth, MO Xiuchen casually said, “One of you is my once lifesaver, the other is my current wife, what could possibly be said that I can’t hear? Let’s go and talk while we walk.”

A flicker of embarrassment passed over Cheng Jia’s face — MO Xiuchen was

clearly rejecting her.

Wen Ran averted her gaze, dodging the look Cheng Jia gave her.

Seeing this, MO Jingteng let out a laugh, saying, “Xiuchen, since these girls have something to discuss, why don’t you leave them be? I have something to talk to you about anyway.”

A trace of displeasure flashed in MO Xiuchen’s eyes. Seeing MO Jingteng had already taken a few steps away, he only then released Wen Ran, quickly catching up to him.

Wen Ran watched MO Xiuchen catch up to MO Jingteng. Only when the two stood side by side did she turn her head to look at Cheng Jia. Seeing Cheng Jia staring dreamily in the direction MO Xiuchen left, her eyes slightly flickered. She opened her mouth with a clear voice: “Miss Cheng, let’s go, too!”

Not only was Cheng Jia unashamed for coveting someone else’s husband, she also blushed shyly because of her admiration for him. Seeing Wen Ran calmly staring at her, she closed her mouth, directly asking, “Miss Wen, do you love Young Master MO?”

Wen Ran squinted her eyes, suddenly finding it amusing, she started laughing, “Miss Cheng, every time you talk to me, it’s the same question. Don’t you find it boring?”

Cheng Jia’s face changed, she spoke with seriousness, “I don’t find it boring at all, you only married Young Master MO to protect your family’s company. You don’t love him at all. But I do, I really like him, even to the point of love.”

A flicker of astonishment flashed across Wen Ran’s face. How did Cheng Jia have the nerve to say such words, and in such stern and questioning tone?

A mocking smile rose on the corner of her mouth. For some reason, she found herself disliking this seemingly frail woman who was constantly trying to steal her husband. Just because she had saved MO Xiuchen once, she thought she could save him for a lifetime?

“Miss Cheng, since you know I married MO Xiuchen was to protect my family’s company, you should also know that the proposal came from MO Xiuchen. In other words, he was willing to marry me.”

“But you don’t love him and he doesn’t love you. A marriage without feelings won’t be a happy one.”

Cheng Jia looked angrily at Wen Ran, she could not understand what attracted MO Xiuchen to her. In terms of appearance, she didn’t think she was any less attractive than Wen Ran. With some beauty enhancements, she would be charmingly beautiful, and mesmerizingly sexy.

If we consider family background, Wen Ran is simply a destitute heiress. Without MO Xiuchen’s help, her current circumstances would be worse than Cheng Jia’s.

Wen Ran blinked her clear eyes, why does it matter to this outsider whether she loves MO Xiuchen or not?

She couldn’t bother to explain to her either, brushing it off, she said, “Let’s go, it’s not good to make everyone wait.” After finishing her sentence, she turned around and left.

“Wen Ran, wait, I’m not finished yet!”

Cheng Jia was irritated by Wen Ran’s indifference. In her haste, she reached out to grab Wen Ran’s arm.

Wen Ran frowning, shrugged off her hand. Turning back, her delicate face becomes stern. The look in her eyes was sharp and cold. The noble aura she cultivated over the years was instantly radiated, causing Cheng Jia to involuntarily step back in shock.

“Even if MO Xiuchen and I don’t have feelings for each other, he is still my legally married husband. He isn’t someone other women can fantasize about.” After dropping those words, Wen Ran turned around gracefully and left.

Cheng Jia stood rooted to the ground, her face white as she stared at Wen Ran’s slender, upright figure. She gnashed her teeth in anger, thinking that once she becomes Young Master Mo’s woman tonight, she would see how Wen Ran would remain so arrogant.

“What did Cheng Jia talk to you about?”

Standing tall at the entrance of the hall, MO Xiuchen saw Wen Ran and Cheng Jia coming in one after the other. He took a step forward and asked gently, sweeping his deep gaze over her exquisitely featured face.

Upon hearing footsteps behind her, Wen Ran gave MO Xiuchen a smile and casually replied, “Nothing much.”

With that, she took the initiative to extend her hand, looping it into his arm. An unidentifiable light flicked in MO Xiuchen’s eyes while a heartening arc formed at the corner of his mouth.

Inside the living room, MO Zixuan was sitting alone on a couch fiddling with his phone, Xiao Wenqing and Zhou Lin were sitting on the couch opposite him, chatting about something. MO Jingteng came to the near-empty spot next to him. MO Zixuan slowly put away his phone, straightening himself up.

Upon hearing MO Jingteng say that MO Xiuchen and Wen Ran were behind, he involuntarily glanced towards the entrance.

Just two minutes later, MO Xiuchen and Wen Ran appeared hand in hand within his line of sight. The sight of their intimacy felt like a sting, causing his eyes to shrink and his handsome face to change colors instantly.

Zhou Lin’s face on the opposite couch also changed. But it was not because of

MO Xiuchen and Wen Ran, but because of MO Zixuan’s undeniable affection for Wen Ran. She placed her crisscrossed hands in front of her, pressing her lips tightly together.

Xiao Wenqing gave MO Zixuan a warning look, came out from the couch, and hypocritically smiled as she greeted the couple, “Xiuchen, Miss Wen, you are finally back. ”

When she called out to Wen Ran, she paused slightly. She wanted to call out her name, afraid that it would seem too distant. Calling her “Ranran” would reveal her hypocrisy blatantly. So she addressed her as ‘Miss Wen’ — this way it was not only polite and cordial, but also hinted at the fact that even though she was married to MO Xiuchen, she hasn’t gained the approval of the MO family yet.

MO Xiuchen ignored her completely, he looked at MO Zixuan, who was standing in front of the couch with an unmistakable jealous expression, gave a faint smile and casually said, “Ranran and I initially planned to visit my mother’s grave, but we heard we would be discussing Zixuan and Miss Zhou’s marriage tonight, so we, as the older brother and sister-in-law, thought we should hurry back.”

MO Zixuan’s face changed various shades in an instant. His chest felt like something was running rampant, but before he could even open his mouth, MO Xiuchen’s gaze had turned towards MO Jingteng. In a soft voice, he asked, “Today is my mother’s death anniversary, before dinner, I’d like to burn some joss paper and pay my respects to her, you wouldn’t object, would you?”

This time, it was Xiao Wenqing’s turn to change her expression. MO Jingteng stood up from the couch. Without any hesitation, he agreed to MO Xiuchen’s request, “Okay, in a while, get Aunt Liu to prepare some of your mother’s favorite dishes…”

“Jingteng, that doesn’t seem like a good idea…”

Xiao Wenqing couldn’t wait for MO Jingteng to finish his sentence before she urgently interrupted him.

“What’s not good? All these years, Xiuchen has never held a memorial for his mother at home. Now that he’s married, it’s about time his mother knows about it.”

“But…’

“That’s settled then, Xiuchen, you go tell Aunt Liu about this, let her get ready quickly. We can have dinner after the memorial..”