Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict Chapter 92 – Chapter 92: 092 Young Master MO, I twisted my foot

Chapter 92: 092 Young Master MO, I twisted my foot

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Luo Haofeng shot the woman a glare, then spoke again with a tone completely different from before, “For the next few days, you guys must follow Miss Wen's instructions completely, understand?”

“Understood, Factory Manager Luo!”

The four people answered in unison, Luo Haofeng coughed into his fist, shot another glance at the woman who was laughing earlier, then turned around, the wicked smile returning to his face, “Miss Wen, if you need anything in these days, you can find me. Here's my phone number.” He took out a business card and handed it to her.

Wen Ran accepted his unique business card with a smile.

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

When she returned to the hotel that night, she didn't forget to call MO Xiuchen to thank him.

MO Xiuchen was currently entertaining, and there was a clinking of glasses in the phone call. He excused himself, stepped out of the private room and stood in the dimly lit corridor to ask her about the situation on her end.

Wen Ran had just taken a bath and was lounging in her pajamas on the leather sofa, her smile bright and radiant, her voice cheerfully said, “Everything is going very well. I met Factory Manager Luo today. When you mentioned him last night, I thought he was an old and fat man like Zhou Mingfu. I didn't expect your factory manager to be so young and handsome.”

“Is he really handsome?”

As soon as her words fell, MO Xiuchen's voice came through the phone. His deep, magnetic voice contained a hint of displeasure. Wen Ran's clear eyes flickered, she fibbed, “It's not what I said, it's what Xiaoxiao and Sister Li said.”

MO Xiuchen's cheerful laughter came through the phone on the other end. Clearly, he was entertained by her words. His tone changed and he told her, “MO Zixuan and Zhou Lin have gone to F City to do a wedding photoshoot. When you get back from your business trip, we should find some time to do it too.”

“What?”

Surprised, Wen Ran sat up abruptly on the sofa.

“Why so surprised?”

From a hotel corridor somewhere, MO Xiuchen's handsome brows furrowed slightly as he asked in a slightly suspicious tone.

Wen Ran chuckled and explained, “You suddenly brought up a wedding photoshoot, so I was surprised. You just said that MO Zixuan and Zhou Lin went to F City for a wedding photoshoot? How come I didn't know Zhou Lin asked for time off?”

“You're not in G City, so your brother is handling everything at the company, of course you don't know.”

MO Xiuchen's voice paused for a moment, then he added, “MO Zixuan took a week off, he might come find you.”

“What would he want with me?”

Wen Ran's words slipped out before she could stop them.

What do you say, Ranran?

It had only been a few months ago, but thinking of it now, it felt like it was a different lifetime.

Why did MO Zixuan and Zhou Lin choose F City to take their wedding photos? Her eyes shifted, she shook her head, discarding the memories that suddenly came to mind.

“I'm just guessing, but he hasn't given up on you yet. Taking Zhou Lin to F City to take wedding photos is just an excuse, because you're there on a business trip.”

“Don't worry, even if he comes to find me, I won't pay him any mind.”

She Imew her own status and she wasn't the type to be indecisive and make a

mess of things. When she initially accepted MO Zixuan's confession, she was moved by him. Now she had been hurt by him, so she wouldn't give him a second chance.

“Hmm, I'm just afraid he will come to bother you. If you have any issues in F

City, you can find Ah Feng.”

MO Xiuchen paused for a moment before giving her advice. Although he was somewhat annoyed when Wen Ran praised Luo Haofeng earlier, it did not affect his arrangements.

“I know.”

Wen Ran replied softly. At this moment, the bathroom door opened and Bai Xiaoxiao came out in her pajamas. She looked at her, was about to say she was fine and hung up, but suddenly, a familiar female voice came through the phone, “Young Master Mo…”

It was Chen Jia's voice!

She said “Young Master MO” followed by silence; Wen Ran didn't know if she stopped because she saw MO Xiuchen on the phone or because MO Xiuchen didn't let her continue.

MO Xiuchen's voice came through again, “You should rest early, my dinner engagement is not over yet. ”

“Okay, don't drink too much, and rest early when you get home.”

After Wen Ran finished her gentle urging, she hung up the phone.

In G City, within a dimly lit corridor, MO Xiuchen put away his phone, his eyes sweeping over Cheng Jia who stood a couple of steps away. She had quite a bit to drink tonight, her cheeks flushed, eyes coquettishly moving, she was quite the doted one during tonight's dinner.

Seeing him looking at her, Cheng Jia smiled flirtatiously. She instinctively straightened her chest, took a step forward, and called out tenderly, “Young Master MO!”

“What did you want to say just now?”

A frown played over MO Xiuchen's brows. He didn't like the smell of perfume on a woman, it was too sharp for him. He preferred Wen Ran's light and fresh scent, a blend of shampoo and body wash, unlike Cheng Jia who caused his head to spin.

Cheng Jia glanced at the private room behind her and said quietly, “Young Master MO, they want to move on to the next part of the evening, so I came out to check if you were done.”

MO Xiuchen nodded and replied coolly, “Go back in.”

Cheng Jia said 'okay,' turned around and took a step. Suddenly her right foot twisted. “Ah!” she cried, almost toppling over. MO Xiuchen was just passing by on her right side, saw that she was going to fall, and instinctively reached out to steady her.

“Be careful!”

“Young Master MO, my foot… I think I sprained it. It hurts.”

Cheng Jia leaned her entire weight on MO Xiuchen, her face screwing up with pain as she looked at him with a pitiful expression. Any man who saw her like this would feel pity towards her.

MO Xiuchen's brow creased slightly, he looked down at her foot, unable to bear the weight, and calmly said, “You wait here holding onto the handrail while I get someone.”

“Alright.”

Cheng Jia hesitated for a moment before agreeing. With MO Xiuchen's support, she hopped a couple of steps and leaned on the handrail. Watching MO Xiuchen enter the private room nearby, a gleam of joy flickered in her eyes. Tonight, he had taken her to the dinner, and she had tried her best to be charming. Now that she had twisted her ankle, he would certainly not ignore her.

She even fantasized about MO Xiuchen taking her to the hospital and then taking her home, personally caring for her. Thinking of his gentle care, her heart fluttered as if a deer was prancing about inside.

Time went by fast when she was lost in her fantasies.

Until a voice, distant and courteous “Miss Cheng,” interrupted her thoughts. She looked up to see Little Liu coming from the other end of the corridor. Her heart sank and a trace of displeasure emerged on her face.

Little Liu noticed the look on her face and inwardly sneered, but his face remained expressionless. He stopped in front of her, glanced at her right foot resting on top of her left foot, and explained. “The young master called and said you sprained your ankle. He asked me to take you to the hospital. Miss Cheng, can you walk on your own, or should I carry you?”

Anger flickered in Chen Jia's heart. She bit her lip and replied coldly, “You don't need to take me. I'll wait for Young Master Mo.”

“If the young master has asked me to take you, and Miss Cheng does not wish for me to take her, then I will not insist. Literally, go call the young master yourself. He is entertaining important guests tonight, and has another schedule later. If you alone dampen everyone's mood, the young master will surely be angry.”

Little Liu, in an neither humble nor pushy tone, explained the stakes to her..

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