Mo Xiuchen smiled, stretched out his arm in front of Wen Ran, like a king, smiled at the corner of his mouth nobly and gracefully, and looked at her without speaking.

Wen Ran met his smiling eyes, and suddenly understood, and gently pinched the sleeve he stretched out in front of him to his arm, Mo Xiuchen raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction, and stretched out his other arm as well, and praised: "Ran Ran, you are so smart." ”

She doesn't need to say it, she understands.

This should be a tacit understanding between them.

Wen Ran was not modest, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said proudly: "Of course, I have always been very smart." ”

Only occasionally stupid, she added in her mind.

Rolled up her sleeves, Mo Xiuchen began to wash the vegetables, Wen Ran wanted to help, he didn't let him, she had to stand aside and watch him busy, after a while, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to record the process of washing and cooking his vegetables, although Mo Xiuchen didn't turn his head to look at her, but when she raised the phone, he smiled dotingly: "Ranran, do you want to record this as evidence, so as to threaten me to cook for you for the rest of my life?" ”

As the words fell, he turned his head and looked at her with burning deep eyes.

Wen Ran's face was hot, and he said angrily: "It's better to threaten you to cook than to threaten you to hand over the money." ”

"No problem." Mo Xiuchen readily agreed, and as he spoke, he took out a free hand and put it in his trouser pocket, took out his wallet and stuffed it into her hand, "Well, then, these are all for you." ”

Don't talk about giving money, even give it to him, he is willing to do it.

Wen Ran looked at him funny, she was talking about whether it was good to have fun, where did she really want his wallet, but she stared at his wallet, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"What's wrong, then?"

Mo Xiuchen frowned when he saw her, smiled slightly, and asked with concern.

"You bought this wallet?"

Hearing her words, Mo Xiuchen suddenly smiled again, "Ranran, do you think that the wallet I used was bought by Cheng Jia?" ”

"I haven't seen it before.

Wen Ran whispered, her cheeks were hot, she was obviously jealous.

"Ranran, I bought this wallet myself, the one Cheng Jia gave me, I threw it away, she said that the wallet was mine, but I didn't like it, and then I went to buy one myself, not only wallets, clothes and the like, but also I bought it myself."

His low and gentle words moved Wen Ran again.

"Xiuchen, you're so smart."

"Of course, if I'm not smart, can I find such a lovely wife as Ran Ran?" Mo Xiuchen's words came out, Wen Ran's originally reddish little face instantly turned crimson, she glared at him, and dropped a sentence: "I'm hungry, you hurry up and cook." "Turn around and go.

"Ranran, where are you going?"

Mo Xiuchen saw her leave and immediately asked.

"I'm going to watch TV outside for a while." Wen Ran walked out of the kitchen without looking back, went to the living room to turn on the TV, sat on the sofa alone, and adjusted the stage of a variety show with the remote control, however, the handsome men and beauties on the Y crystal screen couldn't attract her attention, she turned on the TV, and looked at the man in the kitchen.

A back made her heart overflow with sweetness and happiness, and she just watched quietly, looking gentle and focused.

At the same time, in the café on the first floor of the mall, Cheng Jia clenched the spoon in his hand, and his ears echoed Mo Xiuchen's sentence just now, "After losing my memory, I fell in love with Ran Ran again".

Her face turned from white to blue, and then from blue to white.

The woman at the next table complained to her: "...... It's really none of my business, it's all about Wen Ran's bad woman, it's her who wants to pretend to be Bai Xiaoxiao......"

Hearing the name Wen Ran, Cheng Jia's face suddenly changed, a trace of Y coldness burst out of his eyes, he tilted his head, and looked at the woman at the next table.

It was a young woman, holding a spoon in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, although it was just a side face, Cheng Jia clearly saw the anger on her face, a sneer flashed in her heart, she withdrew her gaze, and continued to listen to her complaints to the person on the other end of the phone.

It seems that there are really many people who hate Wen Ran in this world.

However, Cheng Jia didn't know who this woman was, and after listening to her on the phone, she probably understood a little bit, this woman was not here to rob Mo Xiuchen, which made Cheng Jia feel more comfortable.

Now, she doesn't think that she has lost, her obsession with Mo Xiuchen has been so deep that she will not let go unless she dies.

She thought for a few minutes, and when the woman paid and left, Cheng Jia got up, paid and followed out of the café, walked to the parking lot with her, and stopped her: "This young lady, please wait a minute." ”

Qi Meiling was just about to open the car door and sit in, when she heard the voice behind her, she turned her head, looked at Cheng Jia coldly, and asked arrogantly, "You called me?" ”

Cheng Jiahui nodded with a smile: "Yes, Miss." ”

Qi Meiling squinted her eyes and looked at her scrutinically: "What's the matter?" ”

Cheng Jia's attitude was still very good, with a smile on her face, and her tone was gentle: "Just now, I overheard you talking on the phone, Miss, and I seem to hate Wen Ran very much." ”

Qi Meiling's face changed suddenly, and a sharp color burst out in her eyes: "Do you know Wen Ran, or do you want to say good things for Wen Ran?" Her tone was very bad, and she was really depressed to meet people who had a relationship with Wen Ran wherever she went.

"Of course not, it's just that I also hate Wen Ran, if you want to teach Wen Ran a lesson, or get angry or something, I can help you, I don't know what you call Miss?"

Cheng Jia knew from Qi Meiling's clothes that this woman had a good family background, and she wanted to come to a rich lady.

She hopes that the richer and more powerful she is, the better, and she has a strong background backer to be able to deal with Wen Ran.

Qi Meiling snorted coldly and looked at Cheng Jia with disdain: "Why did I tell you, and why did I believe you." ”

After speaking, she opened the car door and bent down to get into the car, Cheng Jia was anxious when she saw this, and instinctively reached out to grab Qi Meiling's arm, wanting to say a few more words, but Qi Meiling looked soft and weak, not only reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist, but also screamed on the spot.

"You ......"

Cheng Jia's face turned white in pain, cold sweat rolled down her forehead, and countless emotions such as panic and anger intertwined in her eyes, shock, etc., all turned into pain in the end.

Qi Meiling's appearance and personality are diametrically opposed, she is not as weak and harmless as she seems, not only that, but she also vented her anger towards Wen Ran in the past two days on the woman in front of her.

only heard a soft click, and Cheng Jia screamed again, his face turned pale.

Qi Meiling snorted coldly and shook off her hand, looking at Cheng Jia, who was so painful that she couldn't stand up straight, before she sneered and said, "You just said, can you help me deal with Wen Ran?" It's ridiculous, you don't even have the ability to protect yourself, don't appear in front of me again. ”