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Chapter 163 - 163: 162 Women blinded by love

When he drove Wen Ran back to the pharmaceutical factory, MO Xiuchen told her Qin Mu and Li Qian would pick up someone from the airport in the afternoon for the dinner gathering he had already arranged.

Wen Ran thanked him with a smile, then returned to work and made a call to Wen Jin.

Just after she hung up, there was a knock at the door of her office. Wen Ran put her mobile phone away and said from behind the door, “Come in.” The red lacquered door pushed open from the outside, revealing Zhou Mingfu leaning on a cane, being aided by Zhou Lin.

“Ranran, my dad insists on coming to work because he’s worried.”

Zhou Lin explained helplessly as she assisted Zhou Mingfu into the office.

Wen Ran paused at the sight of them, looking at Zhou Lin and quickly understanding her tacit suggestion that she had tried to persuade Zhou Mingfu to ‘retire,’ but he had refused.

She rose from behind her desk, glanced at Zhou Mingfu’s leg, her face brightening slightly with concern as she asked, “Is Uncle Zhou’s leg better now? Why did you rush back to work?”

Zhou Mingfu looked at Wen Ran, his chubby face full of insincerity, “Your parents aren’t here anymore, and your brother is in the hospital. You’re the only one left in the factory. I’m worried about you, especially after hearing about the suppliers raising prices. Ranran, what are your thoughts?”

Wen Ran inwardly sneered. Zhou Mingfu was really eager. He had directly addressed the issue, which was that he had come back because he was afraid she would reject the suppliers.

It seemed that he didn’t yet know that those suppliers would be arriving in G City in another two hours.

She frowned, pretending to be angry, “They’re arbitrarily raising prices by twenty percent, of course, I won’t accept it. Do they think we can’t buy materials without them?”

Zhou Mingfu’s eyes flickered with shrewdness at watching Wen Ran’s undisguised anger. He inwardly scoffed that Wen Ran was still an inexperienced girl despite her cleverness, and she was no match for him.

Although Wen Jin was managing the company from the hospital, he was inherently a patient with limited energy.

He quickly thought of the listening device, and his eyes flashed with viciousness. He wondered who had played that trick, whether or not it was the siblings. No matter who it was, the most hateful thing was that he didn’t even know when it was planted on him.

“Ranran, if we don’t buy those supplies, won’t the factory have to shut down production?”

Zhou Mingfu looked at Wen Ran, his face full of concern and worry, completely appearing to worry for the company, if it were in the past, Wen Ran would not have seen any problem.

She gestured to a nearby sofa and said blankly, “Uncle Zhou, don’t just stand there. Sit down and then we can talk.”

Zhou Mingfu agreed and was helped by Zhou Lin to sit down on a nearby sofa.

Wen Ran sat down on the sofa opposite him. As soon as he sat down, he began, “Ranran, no matter how expensive those medical herbs are, for the sake of maintaining normal production, we should buy some, even if less. Maybe the price will drop after some time.”

In Zhou Mingfu’s view, it’s impossible for Wen Ran to not buy at all. Although she had borrowed some materials from MO Group a few days ago, that little amount was far from enough.

At this year’s trade fair, Zhou Mingfu thought Wen Ran wouldn’t be able to get any orders, but surprisingly, her relationship with MO Xiuchen was inexplicably publicized, and she took the opportunity to be victorious.

Additionally, she had escaped the kidnapping that night and had even survived falling off a cliff.

Just like Xiao Wenqing said, Wen Ran was unusually lucky, always able to escape dangers with someone’s help every time.

She avoided car accidents, being drugged, kidnapping, even won the heart of MO Xiuchen, who was usually cold-hearted. Not only did he wish Wen Ran dead, Xiao Wenqing also wished for her to disappear, even Cheng Jia, who Xiao Wenqing had meticulously cultivated for ten years to seduce MO Xiuchen… “Uncle Zhou, what are you thinking about?”

Zhou Mingfu was so lost in thought that he forgot to hide the viciousness and hatred in his heart, only alerted back to reality by Wen Ran’s puzzled voice. As he looked up to see her calm eyes, his heart thumped, suddenly feeling as if he had nowhere to hide.

This feeling was terrible.

“I’m thinking about those despicable suppliers.”

Zhou Mingfu hastily came up with an excuse. Wen Ran seemed to believe him and didn’t care. Instead, she gave a faint smile, reassuring him, “Uncle Zhou, don’t be angry. We’re not letting those who groundlessly intend to harm us do so. We just won’t take those medical herbs.”

“But we need…

Zhou Mingfu spoke rather desperately. If Wen Ran didn’t want those medical herbs, wouldn’t his plan fall through?

No. He had to convince Wen Ran to compromise.

However, Wen Ran didn’t give him a chance to speak. She quickly interrupted, “Uncle Zhou, you don’t need to worry about the company’s affairs. Just focus on resting at home. ‘A bone injury requires a hundred days to heal,’ you can’t take it lightly. Besides, we still need your help to prepare for Ah Lin and MO Zixuan’s wedding. She’s marrying into the wealthiest family in G City. We can’t be careless.”

When she said this, Zhou Lin, who had always been quiet, suddenly showed interest and interrupted, “Dad, Ranran is right, focus on my wedding preparations instead of worrying about work. We need to plan everything, and nothing can be missing.”

Zhou Mingfu’s face turned a bit, and in his heart, felt quite annoyed with Zhou Lin. She was always going against him these days, probably because she was infatuated with love. He found it ridiculous.

Just when he wanted to say something, Wen Ran’s phone rang.

“Uncle Zhou, I have some matters to attend to. You should go home and rest.”

Wen Ran stood up while reaching for her phone, walking away from the sofa towards her desk. Behind her, Zhou Mingfu watched her retreating back with a hint of viciousness in his eyes, and turned his irritated gaze towards Zhou Lin.

“I’ll call Zixuan to pick us up.”

Zhou Lin averted her gaze under Zhou Mingfu’s glare, pulling out her phone to call MO Zixuan.

The call Wen Ran received was from Cheng Jia.

She returned to her desk, sat down on her high-back swivel chair, and then picked up the call with a calm and indifferent voice: “Hello!”

“Miss Wen, this is Cheng Jia.”

The caller, Cheng Jia, was unexpectedly polite. Unless her voice had not changed, Wen Ran would have thought she heard wrong. Facing a woman who was usually sharp and harsh, becoming so gentle and polite all of a sudden made her smile involuntarily. It felt like ‘a weasel paying New Year’s greetings to a chicken’, as a Chinese saying goes – obviously, she’s not here with good intentions!

“What is it?”

Wen Ran asked lightly. In the corner of her eye, she glanced at Zhou Lin, who was dialing her call. She saw the coy blush of a woman in love, and her utter devotion to MO Zixuan.

“Miss Wen, do you have time? There’s something I’d like to discuss with you in person, related to Young Master Mo.”

Cheng Jia accentuated ‘Young Master MO’ to avoid being refused by Wen Ran..