Chapter 122 Try to be satisfied

The moment they entered the door, although the two of them were one after the other, as soon as they came in, Mo Xiuchen stopped, rolled his eyes, and looked at Wen Ran gently, before turning his head to look at her: "Cheng Jia, listen carefully. Saying that you were injured because of my injury, I will come to the hospital to see you early today. There are some things on the construction site that I can’t get away. That’s why we are only now.”

Mo Xiuchen's voice was low and calm, as indifferently as water. He did not show how grateful she was for her life-saver, and he was not cold and ruthless. From the eyes of outsiders, it is not easy for the indifferent Young Master Mo to speak so gently with a woman. .

But Cheng Jia heard the difference between closeness and closeness from his words. When he called her, he called her by name and surname, and called Wen Ran, but he was kind and indulgent.

The faint gentleness between his eyebrows was not because of her, but because of the woman beside him, his eyes became warm unconsciously.

Wen Ran saw Cheng Jia’s series of facial expression changes in his eyes, smiled slightly, took his hand from Mo Xiuchen’s warm palm, walked to the hospital bed, and said thankfully:

"Miss Cheng, thank you for pushing Xiuchen away in an emergency yesterday, so that he can be safe and sound. Xiuchen told me that your injury will not be healed in a day or two. Your parents are abroad again and cannot come back temporarily. These days, you can heal your wounds with confidence. I will ask Mom Zhang to deliver you food every day. Just tell her what you want to eat."

Cheng Jia couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. There was sadness, anger, jealousy, and unwillingness.

She knew that even if Mo Xiuchen recognized her as a life-saver, he had been investigating her secretly. Originally, she thought that after she saved him again yesterday, he would treat her differently.

Unexpectedly, today he brought Wen Ran to her to show affection.

She looked at Mo Xiuchen sadly, Wen Ran walked to the hospital bed, his tall and handsome figure was still standing at the door, and his eyes stopped gently on Wen Ran.

How sad Cheng Jia is, the resentment is strong.

Feeling her gaze, Mo Xiuchen withdrew his gaze from Wen Ran, and turned to Cheng Jia, meeting her sad eyes, his eyes deepened, and he stepped forward, adding fuel to the fire. : "Of course you are right, you can rest assured these days, and don't think about anything else."

Cheng Jia's hand under the quilt was quietly clenched. Seeing Mo Xiuchen getting closer, the resentment in her heart was suppressed by the joy that surged. She secretly told herself, don't worry, don't worry.

As long as Mo Xiuchen still cares about her and is willing to take care of her, one day, he will see her good, will dump Wen Ran and accept her.

But, soon, she was disappointed again.

Mo Xiuchen walked to the hospital bed a few steps, not to care about her at close range. He pulled the chair beside him and said to Wen Ran who was standing in front of the hospital bed, "Of course, don't stand. If you have anything to say, sit down and talk. ."

Wen Ran was slightly startled, turned his eyes to Mo Xiuchen and smiled, and sat down gracefully.

"Young Master Mo, don't stand up either, sit on the edge of the bed."

Cheng Jia pursed her lips and spoke softly. She never looked at Wen Ran sitting in front of the hospital bed. Instead, she kept her face up, looking at Mo Xiuchen. She said, she also moved her body inward a bit, letting him sit. On the edge of the bed.

In this ward, there was only one chair. The original sofa, she deliberately moved away, so that Mo Xiuchen came to see her, so she could only sit on the chair, so she got closer to her.

Mo Xiuchen ignored her affectionate look in her eyes, smiled and said to Wen Ran: "I have something to go to A Kai. Of course, after you have spoken with Cheng Jia, you can go to A Kai's office to find me in a moment."

Cheng Jia's face changed, and she blurted out: "Young Master Mo, you have just arrived, are you leaving so soon?"

She looked forward to the whole day before he came to see her.

Before he could speak, he would leave again. She was both anxious and sad.

Mo Xiuchen nodded, speaking to her in a calm and calm tone: "Of course it represents me. If you have any needs, it is more convenient to tell."

"Of course, please call me if you have anything!"

Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, then turned around and strode out of the ward.

Cheng Jia bit her lip, and followed Mo Xiuchen's leaving figure, wishing her eyes could penetrate the wall, and the kisser could see him for a while.

Wen Ran sat in a chair calmly, looking at Cheng Jia calmly, thinking in her heart, not only did she not hide her feelings for her husband in front of herself, but also in front of Mo Xiuchen!

I really don’t know, should I say she is infatuated or shameless.

There is nothing wrong with loving someone, but there is no morality, knowing that the other person has a family, and constantly trying to seduce/seduce/confused, that is really shameless.

Even if she was injured in the end, it was not worthy of pity.

"Miss Cheng, you can tell me what you need, and Xiu Chen and I will try our best to satisfy you."

Wen Ran coughed, calmly interrupting Cheng Jia's fantasy of Mo Xiuchen.

Mo Xiuchen left. Facing Wen Ran, Cheng Jia felt that there was no need to be polite. She looked at Wen Ran’s delicate and beautiful face, and the tender flesh growing out of the scar on her left cheek was still faintly glowing. Pink is slightly different from fair skin.

Although she had never seen her face with scars, she could imagine that she must be ugly at the time, and she even viciously thought about how Wen Ran hadn't disfigured her face.

"Miss Cheng?"

Seeing Cheng Jia staring at her face without speaking, Wen Ran frowned lightly and called her again.

Cheng Jia came back to her senses, her eyes flickered, she put away the vicious thoughts in her heart, and said indifferently: "I don't have any needs. If there is nothing wrong with Miss Wen, please come back. I want to rest."

Wen Ran smiled softly, not mad at her attitude, her eyes stopped on the gauze wrapped around her forehead, "Miss Cheng is hurt, but you must keep a happy mood, if you don't want to tell me , Then talk to Xiu Chen at that time."

"Do you have any needs that you can meet?"

Cheng Jia hated Wen Ran calling Mo Xiuchen so affectionately, just as she hated Mo Xiuchen calling her Ranran affectionately. Such a name was like a thorn in her heart.

She looked at Wen Ran with a three-point provocation and two-point mockery, as if she was saying, even if you tell you, you can't satisfy me, so she asks something pretentiously.

Wen Ran squinted her eyes and met Cheng Jia's mocking and provocative eyes. Her eyes quickly returned to calmness, calm as water, and even her tone of voice was the same as before, without the slightest emotional ups and downs, "Can I be satisfied? Seeing that the request made by Ms. Cheng is not excessive, you might as well tell me and listen, even if I can’t satisfy it, isn’t there still Xiuchen? You are his lifesaver, and he will definitely try his best to satisfy you."

(End of this chapter)