Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict-Chapter 837 - : The unacquaintance between men and women should not be violated

Chapter 837: The unacquaintance between men and women should not be violated

Mo Xiuchen raised an eyebrow, speaking with confident assurance, “Ranran will agree.”

Wen Ran listened as they discussed her as if she were invisible, her face involuntarily heating up. Seeing Gu Kai change into clothes and come out of the break room, she immediately turned her head to look at him.

“Ranran, do I look handsome?”

Gu Kai’s frame was tall and straight, and the white shirt he wore neatly tamed his usual rebelliousness, adding a touch of grace and gentleness to his demeanor, making him dashingly elegant.

Wen Ran smiled contentedly, “Handsome!”

“Ranran, from now on, I’ll wear this shirt every day and never take it off.” Gu Kai laughed heartily, walking over to Wen Ran, “To thank you for your gift, let’s hug.”

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As he said this and spread his arms to embrace Wen Ran, Mo Xiuchen, standing next to her, furrowed his brows and pulled her behind him, leaving Gu Kai hugging the air. Gu Kai immediately frowned, “Mo Xiuchen, what are you doing?”

“Men and women shouldn’t touch hands when they give or receive things.”

Gu Kai stared at Mo Xiuchen in disbelief. This guy was really too annoying.

“What do you mean men and women shouldn’t touch? Ranran is my sister. You should be the one keeping a distance from Ranran. Come here, Ranran, let your brother hug you.”

Gu Kai’s gaze went over Mo Xiuchen, looking at Wen Ran.

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes, his deep gaze casually sweeping over the shirt on Gu Kai’s body, and idly threatened, “If you don’t care about that shirt, then go ahead and hug Ranran.”

“Oh, Mo Xiuchen, Ranran is my sister. It is you who should not be too close to her. Ah Feng, Ah Mu, don’t you two think so?”

“Hmm, I think so,” Luo Haofeng immediately agreed.

Qin Mu’s lips curved into a light smile, speaking unhurriedly, “This should be up to Ranran to decide.”

“Ranran certainly won’t say I’m an outsider,”

Mo Xiuchen picked up the conversation, his smiling lips warm.

“Narcissist,” Gu Kai retorted sharply, turning to Wen Ran, coaxingly saying, “Ranran, just say he’s an outsider, and I’ll find you someone even better.”

“I’ll remember that,” Mo Xiuchen’s narrowed eyes looked sharply at Gu Kai, pausing on him for two seconds before turning back to Wen Ran with a gentle smile, “Ranran, let’s go home.”

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With those words, he took her hand and walked away.

Gu Kai’s eyes widened as he watched Mo Xiuchen lead Wen Ran out of the office. It took him a moment to react, cursing low, “Mo Xiuchen, that overbearing guy, is so annoying.”

“Haha, Ah Kai, with Mo Xiuchen back, you as her brother, will have to stand aside again.”

The word “again” revealed Gu Kai’s bitterness. He frowned at his own shirt, but then curled his lips into a proud smile, “No matter how overbearing Mo Xiuchen is, he can’t stop Ranran from being good to me. I hope Ranran didn’t buy Mo Xiuchen a gift.”

By the end, a smug smile crossed Gu Kai’s eyes.

“Ah Kai, if Mo Xiuchen really doesn’t have a gift, I’m afraid your shirt may be in danger,” Qin Mu said, unable to help but strike a blow at Gu Kai’s smugness.

Gu Kai’s smile froze in the very act of speaking.

He glared at Qin Mu with some irritation, “Ah Mu, can’t you act dumb for once? I don’t believe Mo Xiuchen, after losing his memory, would dare to be so arrogant. He wants my shirt if he has no gift?”

As Gu Kai spoke, his hands instinctively crossed over his chest, instinctively protecting his shirt.

Qin Mu’s lips curled up, giving a kind reminder, “He has already taken Ranran away just now. Do you think he dares to be arrogant?”

“I am Ranran’s real brother. If I don’t agree, he can’t even think about marrying Ranran,” Gu Kai fumed, thinking about how Mo Xiuchen had just pulled his sister away, claiming that men and women should not touch hands while giving or receiving things, it made him feel all the more annoyed.

“I’m skeptical about that, too,” Luo Haofeng raised an eyebrow, amused as he looked at the angry Gu Kai, reminiscing, “I remember that Wen Jin was also against Ranran being with Mo Xiuchen initially. But in the end, Ah Kai, your threat was absolutely ineffective.”

**

Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran left the hospital and arrived at the parking lot where Qing Feng and Qing Yang came to meet them.

Wen Ran had them open the trunk of the car, took out a bag, and sat in Mo Xiuchen’s Aston, handing the bag to him, “Mo Xiuchen, these clothes are yours.”

Mo Xiuchen’s eyes brimmed with a smile, his joy evident as he gazed at her with his deep eyes shining brightly, “Ranran, you’re really kind.”

Wen Ran’s cheeks felt a bit warm, and she avoided his burning gaze, saying calmly, “It was just on the way.”

“Ranran, I know,” Mo Xiuchen beamed with a bright smile, knowing that Ranran didn’t just buy it on a whim; if it were on a whim, it would have been for the sake of buying him clothes, while picking up something for Ah Kai too.

Thinking this, his heart felt even happier.

“Ranran, let’s go home now. I’ll try them on for you to see,” Mo Xiuchen suggested excitedly, taking the clothes out of the bag, his face filled with immense pleasure.

**

G City People’s Hospital

In the VIP ward, Mo Jingteng ordered two bodyguards, “Find someone to give Cheng Jia a severe beating, and say it’s Wen Ran who wants her gone.”

“Sir, do you want to get rid of Cheng Jia, or just teach her a lesson?”

One of the bodyguards was somewhat puzzled. Mo Jingteng’s expression darkened as he impatiently explained, “Pretend to get rid of her, then give her a chance to escape. Just don’t cripple her or disfigure her; any other method will do.”

Mo Jingteng’s tone was slow, each word dripping with a bloodthirsty ferocity.

He planned to use Cheng Jia as a knife to get rid of Wen Ran.

“Understood, sir. I’ll get right on it.” The two bodyguards exchanged a glance; one quickly left the ward while the other stayed.

“Call Zixuan for me,” Mo Jingteng ordered the remaining bodyguard.

Just as he finished speaking, Mo Zixuan appeared at the doorway carrying a thermal food container. Seeing Mo Zixuan had already arrived, the bodyguard quietly left the ward to stand guard outside.

Mo Zixuan placed the thermal food container on the small table in front of the hospital bed. As he opened the container, he asked, “Dad, are you feeling any better today…?”

Mo Jingteng’s gaze was heavy as he watched his son sit down on the edge of the bed with a bowl of porridge. His voice was cold and hard, “You actually came to see me. What, waiting to see when I’ll die?”

After Mo Jingteng’s surgery the previous night, Mo Zixuan went home, and he hadn’t shown up all day today.

Mo Jingteng knew deep down that Mo Zixuan probably couldn’t wait for him to die. Mo Zixuan cracked a small smile, speaking in a warm tone, “Dad, you shouldn’t get agitated given your health. Have some porridge first.”

“I’m asking you if that recording of Cheng Jia was made by you,” Mo Jingteng drilled him with a frosty look. He had just finished talking to Cheng Jia right after he ordered his bodyguard to deal with her.

Mo Zixuan’s expression shifted, but it wasn’t from fear, “Dad, you’re thinking too much. Cheng Jia and I aren’t on such good terms that she would spill your secrets to me.”

Mo Jingteng’s face darkened, and though his voice was weak, it was stern, “Zixuan, I just asked Cheng Jia, and she said it was you who set her up to speak out.”