Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict Chapter 2

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

A week ago, Wen Ran was still the apple of her parents' eye and her elder brother's beloved sister, whom she pampered. Life was blissful, carefree, and she was on top of the world that she didn't know of pain nor suffering.

However, that afternoon, that unfortunate car accident, not only took away her parents, but her brother also lay in the hospital in a coma.

In her bag, she felt something vibrating, and her melodious ringtone sounded in her eardrums. She shook off all her sad thoughts, put away the red book and key, then took out her phone.

The call was from an unfamiliar number. Wen Ran pursed her lips, pressed the answer button, then uttered softly, “Hello. This is Wen Ran.”

“Miss Wen, this is Tan Mu. Please come over to the factory now.”

In a cold and arrogant tone, the person on the other end of the phone finished speaking and ended the call without waiting for her to speak. Wen Ran frowned upon hearing the beep from the phone.

On the side of the road, Mo Zixuan got out of the car. His eyes were bloodshot at the moment. Looking at her, a mix of emotions was surging in his eyes. Guilt and blame were among them.

Wen Ran instinctively squeezed the phone tightly, and the scene she saw yesterday morning appeared before her eyes. Her heart felt as if it was being pulled by an invisible hand, and the pain instantly spread to her limbs.

Withdrawing her gaze indifferently, she walked down the steps. When she came in the morning, she came in Mo Xiuchen's car. He abandoned her here and left. Now, she must take a taxi to the factory by herself.

Mo Zixuan stopped her by the side of the road. His bloodshot eyes filled with pain, he said hoarsely, “Ranran, let's talk.”

Wen Ran's eyes were indifferent, and she looked at him coldly. This man kept saying that he loved her, but when she lost her relatives and needed him the most, he was with another woman in a hotel. Yesterday morning, when she wanted him to explain, he didn't say a word. Now he wanted to talk to her.

“I don't have the time, so please get out of my way!”

Mo Zixuan was hurt by her indifference, and he stretched out his hand to grab her.

“Ranran, I really don't know why I ended up in bed with Zhou Lin that night. Listen to me. Let me explain.”

“Mo Zixuan, let go of me!”

Wen Ran's face turned red, and she yanked out the hand he was holding. Her fair face was filled with disgust.

Mo Zixuan's palms were empty now. His facial expression changed, and his tone became more agitated.

“Ranran, I love you. You can't marry Mo Xiuchen. You must get back with me now. I…”

Avoiding the hand out to grab her again, Wen Ran stepped back two steps and beckoned to a taxi on the side of the road. Mo Zixuan wanted to stop her, but the phone in his pocket suddenly rang and startled him. Wen Ran seized the opportunity to run to the side of the road, get into the taxi, and escape.

In the commercial car driving to the airport, Xiao Liu, who was driving, couldn't help but speak, interrupting the man reading the files, “Young Master, you left the Young Madam there. Aren't you worried that the Second Young Master will pester her?”

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiuchen raised his head and put down the files. A mysterious expression flickered through his eyes, and he said aloofly, “Even if Mo Zixuan pesters her, it's useless.”

Xiao Liu frowned, then insisted worriedly, “After all, the Young Madam had been dating the Second Young Master…”

If there was anything between the Young Madam and the Second Young Master, wouldn't the Young Master be laughed at?

Mo Xiuchen turned his head and looked out the window, then muttered coldly, “That was before. In the future, they will have nothing to do with each other.”

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