YM778.TV Chapter 165 - 165: 1641 don’t trust you
Chapter 165 - 165: 1641 don’t trust you
On the other side of the phone, MO Xiuchen’s handsome brow furrowed. Given Cheng Jia’s feelings towards him, why didn’t she approach him directly instead of going to Wen Ran?
“Ranran, where did she arrange to meet with you?” He asked hesitantly.
The traffic light turned green and Wen Ran continued on her way. She told MO Xiuchen the name of the coffee shop she and Cheng Jia had agreed to meet at, adding, “You don’t need to worry, it’s broad daylight and she can’t do anything to me. Besides, she wouldn’t be so stupid.”
“Ranran, I’ll come over immediately, don’t hang up.”
During their conversation, MO Xiuchen grabbed his car keys and left his office. Wen Ran could hear him give brief instructions over the phone asking for a document to be left on his desk.
Feeling a bit guilty, Wen Ran realized that although she did initially feel uneasy about Cheng Jia’s possible scheming, it wouldn’t make sense for her to try anything. It would just negate her previous show of honesty.
“You’re busy, you don’t have to rush over.”
“But, I worry about you.”
Having left his office, MO Xiuchen quickly descended to the elevator.
He was indeed very busy. With MO Jingteng in the hospital, all of the MS Group’s affairs were handled by MO Xiuchen. MO Jingteng planned to convene a board meeting tomorrow to announce MO Xiuchen as his successor.
The media had already been informed. At this critical juncture, she didn’t want him to be distracted by other matters. Even attending a dinner with medicinal herb business associates later in the evening, she preferred for him not to attend in person, letting Qin Mu take his place instead.
Although MO Xiuchen was an indispensable figure in MS group, Wen Ran knew that Xiao Wenqing would be unyielding, trying to make things difficult for him. The sight of MO Xiuchen being troubled greatly upset her.
“Don’t worry, I’m almost at the coffee shop. Plus, I won’t hang up the phone, you’ll be able to hear my conversation with Cheng Jia.”
Waiting in front of the elevator, his noble figure standing tall, MO Xiuchen fell silent for a moment before reluctantly agreeing, “Alright, then don’t hang up.”
His hands were indeed full. As Wen Ran had anticipated, Xiao Wenqing was
doing her utmost these past few days to give him trouble. Unfortunately for her, she was the mother of a good-for-nothing, who threw in the towel during a senior leadership meeting earlier that afternoon.
“Okay!”
A soft smile bloomed on Wen Ran’s lips. Despite the cloudy and windy weather outside, MO Xiuchen’s concern warmed her from the inside out.
Wen Ran didn’t hang up the phone as she strode into the coffee shop and placed it into her purse. The environment inside the shop was quiet and elegant, the music was soft, and there were not many people. She spotted Cheng Jia sitting by the window. She was wearing a popular autumn-wear trench coat and had applied makeup to cover her pale complexion from her recent injury.
Just looking at her appearance, Cheng Jia was indeed a beauty. No wonder Xiao Wenqing had chosen her. As Wen Ran thought of this, she strode to Cheng Jia’s table and sat down in front of her.
Cheng Jia offered her a slight smile. Her gaze was calm, devoid of previous resentment and chilliness. She spoke with civility, “Miss Wen, what would you like to drink?”
The waiter who had been following Wen Ran stepped forward. Wen Ran reciprocated with a gentle smile and politely ordered, “A cup of hot water, please!”
“Alright, please wait a moment!”
Promptly, the waiter politely replied and turned to leave.
Facing Cheng Jia’s surprised gaze, Wen Ran explained calmly, “I haven’t been feeling well these past few days and I don’t feel like drinking coffee.”
Cheng Jia’s face instantly turned into a look of concern, “Miss Wen, are you not feeling well? Did you see a doctor?”
Wen Ran smiled subtly, “It’s nothing serious. I don’t need to see a doctor. I have a lot of matters to deal with at the factory, so let’s get to the point.”
Wen Ran was unaccustomed to Cheng Jia’s polite demeanor, and it made her suspicious.
A cup of hot water was promptly brought to Wen Ran. Her delicate fingers absently caressed the glass, opting not to drink just yet. She listened to Cheng Jia’s concerned inquiry,
“Miss Wen, was Young Master MO really upset yesterday?”
As she asked this, Cheng Jia’s view swept over Wen Ran’s white neck. Even though she was wearing a high-necked knit sweater, the traces of the previous night were faintly visible. It had not been completely concealed.
This sight was like a needle pricking at the tip of her heart, causing sharp pain.
Wen Ran lightly bit her lips, “It’s okay, he wasn’t too upset. After all, what he has been through since childhood is far more brutal than anything you mentioned. ”
Therefore, even if he did have some emotions, it wouldn’t cause him to break down.
Cheng Jia’s facial expression slightly changed. Her brow furrowed revealing worry and sorrow. There was a bitter taste in her voice as she said, “All the pain and danger that Young Master MO experienced was because of Xiao Wenqing.
She was always trying to get rid of him.”
Wen Ran calmly looked at Cheng Jia, her sorrow and anger didn’t seem feigned. She genuinely cared for MO Xiuchen, otherwise, she wouldn’t have confessed about those matters.
“Miss Wen, can I ask you a question?”
Seeing Wen Ran silently looking at her, Cheng Jia blinked her eyes, controlled her emotions and politely asked.
Wen Ran nodded, her voice calm, “What is it?”
There was a flash of hesitation in Cheng Jia’s eyes, seemingly finding it hard to ask the question. Looking at Wen Ran’s beautiful face, even though she was reluctant to admit it, Wen Ran was becoming more and more beautiful.
When she first met her, Wen Ran was already beautiful but there was some naive childhood innocence in her eyes. But now, being married and showered with MO Xiuchen’s love and affection, she was akin to a glowing pearl, resplendent in all its glory.
Cheng Jia’s hand unconsciously clenched with jealousy, “Miss Wen, do you love Young Master MO?”
The color in Wen Ran’s eyes shifted.
At the same time, in the office of the general manager of MS Group, MO Xiuchen who was in conversation with Wen Ran held his pen suspended above a file. He focused all of his attention on their phone call.
The question Cheng Jia asked was something he himself wanted to know.
He could feel that Wen Ran treated him well, diligently trying to be a good wife. However, her good treatment was mostly due to their initial arrangement, she was simply fulfilling a promise.
What he hoped for was not her treating him well out of a commitment to a promise, but treating him well because she genuinely cared about him.
Just as he cared for her.
At this moment, MO Xiuchen was not his usual intelligent and strategic self. Instead, he seemed more akin to a stubborn little boy who, having given someone else candy, stubbornly wanted a candy in return. This side of him only surfaced in front of Wen Ran..