Chapter 543： Prefer to be with you

Chapter 543 I like to be with you more

"I am sorry?"

Cheng Jia looked at Wen Ran incredulously, she actually said she was pitiful?

It's because she can't give birth to herself, how did she become pitiful? An anger burst into her eyes, and she stared at Wen Ran bitterly: "The pitiful is yourself, Wen Ran, you are a barren woman, like a chicken that can't lay eggs, you can't keep President Mo. ."

Cheng Jia paused. Seeing that Wen Ran didn't seem to care about her infertility, her beautiful cheeks were as indifferently as water, she pressed her lips fiercely, and said, "One day, I will give birth to President Mo. Child."

After finishing this sentence, she seemed to find it ridiculous. She straightened her chest stiffly, and turned back into the grid room.

Wen Ran looked at the grid that was closed by her force, and a sneer smile slowly evoked on her lips, but a sharp pain filled her watery eyes, her lips were pursed, and she turned away.

"Of course, why have you been there for so long?"

She opened the door of the office, and Mo Xiuchen stood in the door with a long figure, half-raised with his big, well-knotted hands, planning to open the door and go out to look for her.

Seeing her back, the worry and tension in his dark and deep eyes dissipated, and a smile appeared in the bottom of his eyes. The big hand naturally held her slender hand, and the palm of her hand was cool, and his beautiful brows lightly clicked again. Fu, "Your hands are cold, are they cold?"

The warmth of his palm passed from her hand, penetrated into the skin, and penetrated into her heart, but inexplicably a bit of sourness was born in her heart. Her eyes lightly met his tender and loving eyes, ignoring just now. Cheng Jia's words brought emotions, she smiled slightly, and said, "Maybe the reason for washing your hands just now. Are you going out?"

"I wanted to find you."

Mo Xiuchen spoke frankly about his care and nervousness for her, causing her to suffocate, and he held her hand and walked to the sofa.

Wen Ran looked up at his handsome and perfect side face with a small face, followed him to the sofa and sat down, and asked in a soft voice: "Have you finished processing those documents?"

Mo Xiuchen smiled, "Of course, we can get off work now."

Today, he is full of hearts and hands.

Finally, he stayed with her for another day, his eyes tightly locked her clear cheeks, his voice overflowing with thin lips was low and gentle, and vaguely cautious: "Of course, what you want for dinner, I will make it for you."

Wen Ran lowered his eyes and avoided his deep eyes. The more he treated her, the more sad she was in her heart.

This morning, she was going to leave. If he hadn't been waiting in the living room or in front of him, she couldn't say those words, she wouldn't be sitting next to him now.

In the bathroom just now, although she didn't care about Cheng Jia's words on the surface, she was bleeding in her heart, and no woman could really care.

"Mama Zhang's food is delicious, so you don't need to cook it yourself."

"I like you to eat the food I cook. Since you can't figure out what to eat, then I will do what you want to eat. I will tidy up. When we get off work, we will go to the mall and buy some ingredients before going home."

Mo Xiuchen got up, returned to the desk to pack up his belongings, Wen Ran opened his mouth, said nothing, swallowed back.

"Of course, you also pack your things."

Behind the large black mahogany desk, Mo Xiuchen's clear voice came. She raised her eyes to look at the smiling face at the corner of his mouth, got up, and returned to her position to turn off the computer.

Mo Xiuchen took Wen Ran's hand and walked out of the office. He happened to meet Luo Haofeng who was looking for him. His long and narrow peachy eyes scanned the hands they were holding, and raised a handsome eyebrow and asked, "Xiu Chen, you are taking the lead. Leave early?"

"What's the matter?"

Mo Xiuchen glanced at him faintly, saying what he meant, hurry up if something happened, and don’t bother him peacefully.

Luo Haofeng's long and narrow eyes flashed a touch of calculation, and said with a smile: "I can't go for the entertainment tonight, come and tell you, you go for me!"

"Can't you go?"

Mo Xiuchen squinted sharply. He saw the calculation flashing through his eyes just now. He was going to be socializing tonight, but the government officials asked him to come forward because it was related to the case in his hands.

Luo Haofeng smiled stiffly under his sharp eyes, and honestly moved: "I was joking with you, don't stare at me like this, but I came to you because it is really something."

"What's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Mo Xiuchen glared at him, pulled Wen Ran and left.

"Xiu Chen, it's still early, you have finished talking with Luo Haofeng, we will get off work again..."

"No, just by looking at him, he has nothing important." Mo Xiuchen interrupted Wen Ran, led her to the elevator and pressed the elevator button.

drove the car and took her to the mall.

At this time, there were many people, and Mo Xiuchen held Wen Ran's hand tighter.

Good-looking men and beautiful women shopping, always attract attention, not to mention that he is such a handsome man with noble temperament, standing in the crowd, can not hide his noble beauty.

The process of visiting the mall became Wen Ran choosing what to buy. He stared at her affectionately, and wherever he walked, countless pairs of amazing or admiring eyes were cast on him.

Wen Ran had something in her heart and was in no mood to wander around. After choosing what to buy, she went to the checkout counter. Mo Xiuchen held the shopping cart with one hand and her hand with the other, and followed the crowd in line.

"President Mo, you don't need to line up, please..."

The manager of the mall came over and greeted Mo Xiuchen enthusiastically. He interrupted her, but declined faintly, “No, I’m not in a hurry, just line up.”

He enjoys every minute of being together with Ranran, and enjoys this ordinary couple's lifestyle, just like in his heart, he wants to grow old with her.

He didn’t buy much, so he paid the bill. He held the bag in one hand and Wen Ran in the other. He clasped her fingers, and said casually, "Ranran, I will hand over the company to Mo Zixuan in a few days. , We will travel again, this time, wherever you want to go, we will go."

Wen Ran's footsteps stopped a bit, and then followed his steps, "Xiu Chen, you don't have to leave the company."

Mo Xiuchen smiled softly, and the corners of his mouth curled gently, "I prefer to be with you."

"……"

Wen Ran opened her mouth and was about to say something, only a few steps ahead, a beautiful little girl staggered over. Behind her, a little boy three or four years older than her was chasing her and shouting: "Sister, I want to catch you!"

The little girl didn't know how to look, and heard her brother chasing after her. She giggled and ran desperately. She was about to hit the bag in Mo Xiuchen's hand. Wen Ran's eyes tightened and she subconsciously shouted, "Be careful!" "

The little girl looked up suspiciously. Just as her small face was about to hit, Mo Xiuchen's hand holding the bag slightly hid, and the hand holding her instinctively loosened, to help the little girl.

(End of this chapter)