Chapter 119： Snatch her back

Chapter 119 Take her back

After the Wen family accident, Xiao Wenqing wanted to ruin Wen Ran, leaving her faceless to stay with her son. As a result, she did not know how her son went to bed with Zhou Lin. A few days ago, Wen Ran was kidnapped and Mo Xiuchen was kidnapped. The rescue failed even tonight.

Wen Ran is always so lucky, how can she avoid it every time.

The more Xiao Wenqing thinks about it, the more angry it becomes.

"Don't worry, Wen Ran can't find out anything. Mo Xiuchen doesn't have time to investigate this matter now. His lifesaver Cheng Jia was injured for him. You just have to seize this opportunity and you don't need to do it yourself. Naturally someone will help you get rid of Wen Ran."

Xiao Wenqing's mood gradually stabilized, and she felt that the other party was right. She sneered again: "Yes, that little **** Wen Ran doesn't need me to act at all. There are Cheng Jia and Zhou Lin, and there is someone who wants her to disappear more than I do. Zhou Mingfu, she will not have a good life."

"That's right, what I asked you to do, how are you doing."

Wu Tian on the other end of the phone smiled and asked.

"I did it. I was afraid he would notice it. I cut the dose by half. It doesn't matter if the time is a little longer." Xiao Wenqing hesitated before answering.

"You won't be reluctant to bear the title of Mrs. Mo, reluctant to bear Mo Jingteng?"

Hearing this, Wu Tianyi's tone was suddenly dissatisfied.

Xiao Wenqing's face changed, and he quickly explained: "No, how could I not bear him? I don't want to cause him to doubt."

Hearing the door opening, she turned her head to look at the entrance and whispered: "Maybe he is back, I will hang up first."

As soon as Wu Tian on the other end of the phone answered, she hung up the phone in a hurry.

The one who came back was not Mo Jingteng, but Mo Zixuan. Without seeing anyone, the rich smell of wine spread first.

Xiao Wenqing's eyes flashed distressed, and she stepped forward to support Mo Zixuan, who was drunk, and said, "Zixuan, why did you come back drunk again?"

Mo Zixuan squinted at her, smiled dimly, took out the arm held by her, and said, “It’s good to be drunk. If you are drunk, you won’t be in pain anymore.”

"Zixuan, you can't ruin yourself because of a Wen Ran. Your dad said last night, saying that if you continue to do this, he will remove you from the group."

"Delisting means delisting, even if you get the entire company, it doesn't make sense."

Mo Zixuan smiled bitterly. In the past, he naively thought that Mo Xiuchen was ill. Even if he married Wen Ran, he couldn't do anything to her. But that evening, he saw her at the entrance of the hospital and saw a living kiss on her neck. Mark, he was struck by lightning.

The brain has been blank for a long time!

When he can think about the problem, the picture that floods into his mind is the picture of her tactfully and happily under Mo Xiuchen...

These days, he can only use alcohol to numb himself.

"Why is it meaningless? Do you really want to see Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen loving and happy, giving him children and daughters, and then becoming the Mo family grandmother, but you are kicked out of the house, think about it, if that day comes, she Can you still be worthy of you?"

Xiao Wenqing looked at her son in pain, and hated Wen Ran more and more.

"She looks down on me now."

Pain flashed across Mo Zixuan's eyes. From the moment he and Zhou Lin went to bed, she looked down on him. If it weren't for being unwilling to let go, he would not have a face in front of her.

"Then you can make her look up to her, not only to make her look up to you, but also to make her want you. When that happens, just like Mo Xiuchen at the time, she can't refuse anything you let her do."

Xiao Wenqing suddenly raised the volume and said solemnly.

Mo Zixuan blinked blankly, meditating on the meaning of Xiao Wenqing's words, but when he thought of a problem, his head hurt and his head was filled with warm face.

When Xiao Wenqing saw him not speaking, she was heartbroken. She grabbed his shoulder and shook it twice, and said bitterly: "Zixuan, you can hear me clearly. Only you are the heir of the MS Group, and Mo Xiuchen Only by stepping on your feet can you **** Wen Ran back."

"Really, can I still get her back?"

Mo Zixuan couldn't believe her, Wen Ran was not the kind of girl who admired vanity. She would marry Mo Xiuchen at first, and she was forced to a dead end.

"Of course you can. If you believe your mother, defeat Mo Xiuchen. No matter what method you use, you must take Wen Ran back. You can't let Mo Xiuchen do what he wants."

Xiao Wenqing's almost crazy tone reduced Mo Zixuan's drunkenness by three points. The hickey on Wen Ran's neck appeared in front of him again, and the cold and indifferent tone when she spoke to herself, the pain in her heart instantly turned into Mo Xiu. Dust's hatred.

Resentment appeared in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, I can't let Mo Xiuchen do what he wants.

"Yes, he must have designed you to sleep with Zhou Lin that night, and took the opportunity to steal Wen Ran."

Xiao Wenqing saw that her son was finally shaken, and hatred grew in his heart, a cold flash in his eyes, and he quickly added fuel to the fire.

***

When Mo Xiuchen returned home, Wen Ran was not asleep. She heard his Aston as soon as he entered the villa.

When the sound of footsteps came from the stairwell, she did not get up, but closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Mo Xiuchen entered the master bedroom, looked at the bed with the dark and soft light in the room, and saw Wen Ran sleeping on the side of the bed. His eyes paused on her face for a few seconds before raising him. Step, walk towards the bathroom.

When he was in the hospital, he just changed his blood-stained clothes and did not take a bath.

The sound of water came from the bathroom, and Wen Ran opened her eyes closed, smelling the faint perfume in the air, her eyebrows gently frowned.

The perfume smell was brought back by Mo Xiuchen from Cheng Jia. Even if he changed clothes and stayed with her for too long, the perfume smell on Cheng Jia's body was too strong and he was still contaminated.

Wen Ran's sense of smell is particularly sharp, and even a little bit of smell can be smelled.

Originally, although she herself did not like to use perfume, she did not reject all perfume smells, but she did not like the perfume smell on Cheng Jia's body.

Mo Xiuchen took a few more minutes to take a bath tonight than usual. After waiting ten minutes in the bathroom before coming out, she continued to close her eyes and pretend to sleep.

He did not go to bed immediately, but sat on the leather sofa, lit a cigarette, took a heavy puff, and exhaled a puff of smoke. The delicate and handsome facial features were isolated behind the hazy smoke.

In the silent master bedroom, smoke filled the air, and as she breathed into Wen Ran's nose, her throat felt itchy and she couldn't help but cough.

Hearing the sound, Mo Xiuchen on the sofa was awakened from his contemplation, his deep eyes looked towards the bed, and at the same time, the smoke in his hand disappeared.

Sensing his gaze, Wen Ran couldn't put it on anymore, and simply opened his eyes, and met his deep eyes.

"you're awake?"

Mo Xiuchen got up and walked to the bed. In his gentle tone, there was a trace of apology that made her wake up. He thought she would be fine when she fell asleep, so he smoked in this room.

(End of this chapter)