Wen Ran didn't insist any longer, took Qin Mu's coat and put it on, continued to walk forward, and when she reached two-thirds of the steps, she turned right, passed by tombstones, and came to her parents' tombstones.

Qin Mu stopped a few steps away, turned sideways to her, and looked down.

Wen Ran took out the sweet and sour pork ribs in the lunch box, carefully placed them in front of the tombstone, and forcibly suppressed the layers of sadness that welled up in his heart, and pretended to say briskly: "Dad, Mom, what do you see I have brought you?" ”

She knelt in front of the tombstone, just in time to make eye contact with the smiling and loving parents on the tombstone, and this feeling was like sitting at home and chatting in the past.

"Dad, Mom, this is my own sweet and sour pork ribs, do you think it's surprising, my mother used to cook at home, and occasionally my father and brother helped, but I never had the opportunity to show my strength, today, I know that I am still a genius in the culinary world!"

"I'll tell you, I only learned how to make these sweet and sour pork ribs in just two hours...... I decided to learn to cook one dish every day in the future, and learn all the dishes you love to eat, Mom and Dad, you must bless my brother to wake up early......"

The gentle and soft words blew into Qin Mu's ears a few steps away with the night breeze, and a trace of surprise flashed in his dark eyes, and he turned his head to look at her.

The night was too dark to see the appearance of the woman kneeling in front of the tombstone, just a slender and blurry figure, but he felt the suppressed sadness and sadness in her brisk words.

His eyes swept over the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of her, smelling it, it should taste good, I really didn't expect it to be made by herself. At the beginning, Mo Xiuchen asked him to investigate her results, and she was simply a delicate woman who was pampered by her family as a pearl in her palm, the kind that did not touch the spring water with her ten fingers.

However, he had to admit that the feeling she gave him now was different from the beginning.

Although Wen's normal operation is inseparable from Mo Xiuchen's help, but if Wen Ran doesn't have any ability, it won't work, the last time Zhou Mingfu instigated his subordinates to ask for leave collectively, she knew how to suppress Zhou Mingfu with the help of MS, which proves that she is indeed smart.

This afternoon he attended the high-level meeting she held, at the meeting, she was dressed in a professional suit, and the temperament exuded around her made her noble and cold.

However, Wen Ran at this moment gave him a kind of pretending to be strong and fragile, enduring sadness and forcing a smile, he stared for a moment, frowned slightly, shifted his gaze, and looked away.

Wen Ran talked to her parents for about ten minutes, told them about her, her brother, and the company's situation, and said that she would come to visit them with her brother next time.

When she got up, her legs that had been kneeling were a little numb, her body staggered, and she hurriedly reached out to hold the tombstone, a few steps away, Qin Mu's eyes changed, and the tall figure stood in place, not stepping forward after all.

When Wen Ran approached him, he saw that her eyes were a little red, and he couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay?" ”

She shook her head, pulled the corners of her mouth far-fetchedly and said, "It's okay, I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long." ”

***

On the way back, Qin Mu drove the car intently, Wen Ran's body was slightly sideways, his eyes were quietly looking out of the window, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When she was about to get home, she gathered her thoughts, turned her head, and said to Qin Mu: "I learned to cook, don't tell Mo Xiuchen." ”

The cemetery was so quiet just now, she believed that Qin Mu must have heard some of her words.

Qin Mu is a smart person, as soon as she said this, he immediately understood what she meant, and said 'um' on his lips, but he didn't think that Wen Ran could hide it from Mo Xiuchen.

Mo Xiuchen's heart is as careful as dust, and her sense of smell is very keen, she stayed in Li Qian's kitchen all night, even if she went to the cemetery just now, she will still have a certain smell on her body.

He really guessed right.

As soon as Wen Ran went home, Mo Xiuchen smelled the 'special smell' on her body, a glimmer flashed in the depths of her eyes, and she asked gently, "Have you had dinner?" Do you want Mama Zhang to cook you something to eat? ”

Wen Ran smiled at him and said that he had eaten it.

"How did you meet Qin Mu?"

Mo Xiuchen made a gesture to her to go upstairs, and the two went upstairs together, he asked casually.

"I met Sister Li's house, and he sent Sister Li's husband home."

Wen Ran's voice paused, turned his head to look at Mo Xiuchen, and explained: "When you called in the afternoon, Sister Li and I had just come out of the supermarket and met Mo Zixuan. ”

She remembered that when Mo Zixuan called her, the mobile phone call had not yet hung up, but in just two seconds, she looked at the mobile phone screen again, and the call had already ended.

Although there was nothing between her and Mo Zixuan, she still didn't want Mo Xiuchen to misunderstand, and after thinking about it, she felt that it was better to tell him.

A slight stunned flash flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, obviously he didn't expect her to take the initiative to mention it, he did hear Mo Zixuan's voice before hanging up the phone.

Even, Qin Mu's appearance at Li Qian's house was not accidental......

Seeing him looking at him, Wen Ran thought he didn't believe it, pursed his lips, and was about to explain, but Mo Xiuchen hooked his lips and smiled, and said nonchalantly: "I believe that there will be nothing between you and Mo Zixuan, even if you meet him, you don't have to report to me." ”

A relieved smile bloomed between Wen Ran's eyebrows, and her voice was a little relaxed: "It's good if you believe it." ”

Her smile was reflected in Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes, somewhere in his heart, a trace of softness quietly appeared, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth also spread.

This night, Wen Ran was still being hugged by Mo Xiuchen to fall asleep, in the same posture as last night, her heartbeat went from a slight chaos at the beginning to a gradual steady, and she fell asleep unconsciously.

Not only did she have no dreams all night, but the two nights that Mo Xiuchen hugged her were also a good sleep that she had never had.

The next day, Wen Ran learned two more dishes from Sister Li, both of which were home-cooked dishes that Mo Xiuchen liked to eat, a braised lion's head and a sauerkraut crucian carp.

Originally, he wanted to cook for Mo Xiuchen at noon on Saturday, but because of something in the company, he had to work overtime, and when he sent him out, Wen Ran took the initiative to ask, "Can you come back for dinner at noon?" ”

Mo Xiuchen turned around, his deep eyes looked into her clear eyes, thought for a while, and said gently, "I'll try my best." ”

Wen Ran didn't cook much, just three, but all of them were Mo Xiuchen's favorite food, she insisted on doing it herself, and when Zhang's mother wanted to give her a hand, she politely refused.

Mama Zhang stood next to her, looking at her busy appearance, her face was full of smiles, and she said with emotion: "If my wife is here, I will definitely be very happy to see the eldest young master marrying such a kind and virtuous wife." ”

Wen Ran turned over the fish in the pot, turned his head to look at Zhang's mother, and asked softly, "Zhang's mother, Mo Xiuchen's mother, how did you leave?" ”

Hearing this, the smile on Zhang's mother's face disappeared, and then a little sad emotion surfaced, and her voice was slightly stiff: "Mrs. jumped off the building and died on the eighth birthday of the eldest young master." ”

"On his birthday?"

Wen Ran was startled, and her eyes widened.