Bai Xiaoxiao knew that her words to Wen Ran were like a knife cutting her heart, but she had to say it, she couldn't keep watching Wen Ran fall into the abyss of love and pain.

She understands Wen Ran, if she made such a poisonous oath today, she would not dare to break her oath. Perhaps, people are like this, they don't care about themselves, but they care about the people they care about.

(Not only Wen Ran, but also Bai Xiaoxiao, the vast majority of people will be like that, just like someone usually sends a message, and the whole family dies or something when someone doesn't forward it later, although they know that they are not credible, but it makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.) ）

What's more, Wen Ran is still an oath.

Her eyes drooped slightly, and she pursed her lips and stopped talking.

In her heart, she was thinking about Bai Xiaoxiao's proposal, if Xiuchen was really unwilling to let go, she might have to do it.

**

G City, Mo Xiuchen hung up the phone, a cold glow flashed in his deep eyes, thin lips, and pursed into a resolute straight line.

He wants to find out the truth in the shortest possible time.

Since Gu Kai and the others, who knew the inside story, kept the secret, and Mo Jingteng deceived him with words, then he could only pry the answer from Cheng Jia's mouth now.

Putting down the phone, Mo Xiuchen dialed the internal line, told the secretary to cancel tonight's dinner, picked up the car keys and left the office, went downstairs, pushed open the door of Mo Zixuan's office, and entered.

In the office, Mo Zixuan was burying his head in the papers, and when he saw him come in, a trace of surprise appeared on his handsome face: "What's the matter?" ”

Mo Xiuchen walked to the sofa and sat down, and said to him, "I'll make a deal with you." ”

"Deal?"

Mo Zixuan frowned and looked at Mo Xiuchen vigilantly.

"Hmm!"

Mo Xiuchen leaned lazily into the sofa, his slender legs stretched out casually, and his eyes swept lightly towards Mo Zixuan behind the desk.

Mo Zixuan hesitated, got up and walked over, sat down on the sofa next to him, looked at Mo Xiuchen's handsome face with carved facial features inquiringly, and said calmly: "If you still want to ask about Wen Ran, then I still say that, I don't know, you don't have to do anything with me, if you want to know, just ask the old man or Cheng Jia." ”

The corners of Mo Xiuchen's mouth hooked up a trace of arc, but he didn't form a smile, but with a hint of sarcasm and disdain, Mo Zixuan frowned.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to tell me anything about Ranran."

"And what else do you do?"

Mo Zixuan didn't believe his words, although Mo Xiuchen had lost his memory and didn't know the previous grievances between them, their relationship was still estranged.

He can not hate Mo Xiuchen, but he can't like a brother who is stronger than himself everywhere, not to mention, the knot in his heart for so many years cannot be untied in a day or two.

That day, Mo Zixuan told Mo Xiuchen that Haochen had his own share, not to help him.

Because he gave Wen Jin a photo of Cheng Jia before, that afternoon, among the people who went to see it, there was Luo Haofeng. He guessed that Luo Haofeng would definitely do something with those photos.

Even if he didn't tell Mo Xiuchen, the MS Group wouldn't be able to win against Haochen, so he made a favor, and it could be regarded as between him and Mo Jingteng, choosing to stand with him when necessary.

Mo Xiuchen was not in a hurry to speak, but looked at Mo Zixuan with deep eyes.

Mo Zixuan only felt an invisible aura of oppression rushing towards him, and he subconsciously pursed his lips and looked away, avoiding his gaze.

After about half a minute, Mo Xiuchen spoke, and his deep voice revealed that he could not be disobeyed, which was the innate kingly aura that Mo Zixuan did not have when he became president.

It's awe-inspiring.

"You go and make an appointment with Cheng Jia and let her tell the truth."

Mo Zixuan's eyes widened in shock, as if he couldn't believe Mo Xiuchen's words, he wanted to know the truth, he didn't ask himself, why let him ask.

Thinking like this, he asked out of his mouth: "Why don't you ask yourself, Cheng Jia loves you to death, she will tell you everything if you say a word." ”

Mo Xiuchen snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "I don't want to listen to lies, and I don't want to see her." ”

He reached into his pocket, took out a voice recorder and handed it to him: "No matter what method you use, as long as you can let Cheng Jia tell the truth."

"Why should I help you?"

Mo Zixuan frowned and asked unhappily.

Mo Xiuchen's gaze paused on his face for a moment, put the recorder on the coffee table, the big hand with distinct bones did not retract, but the long fingers were bent, and the fingers unconsciously tapped the glass tabletop, but the handsome facial features condensed a little coldly in this percussion sound, and said coldly: "You were the president of the MS Group before, and later, when you made an accident, the old man asked me to come back to take your place, don't you want to sit on the president chair again, as long as you let Cheng Jia tell the truth, I will return the position of president to you." ”

Mo Zixuan seemed to have heard the joke, and smiled disapprerovingly: "I have no interest in the position of president now, you might as well exchange something else with me." ”

"What?"

Mo Xiuchen's half-squinted eyes burst out with a touch of sharpness, and the body that was originally leaning forward on the sofa leaned forward, and in an instant, the aura released from his body made Mo Zixuan feel more and more oppressive.

Although he has not been back to China for a long time, and he has been on a business trip these days, and his daily schedule is full, he has simply checked his past with Wen Ran.

The most reported in the media was when Xiao Wenqing broke Wen Ran's life experience, and almost all the newspapers in that month were related to him and Wen Ran.

He naturally knew that Mo Zixuan liked his Ranran.

Sure enough, as he expected, Mo Zixuan smiled and said, "I'll help you find out the truth, don't bother Ran Ran again." ”

"Change the conditions." Mo Xiuchen didn't think about it, so he refused his request.

What are you kidding, he asked the truth, just to save the relationship between him and Ran Ran, he is very confident and calm, knowing that he must find out the reason in order to redeem it.

"No other conditions, that's all. Otherwise, you can find someone else. ”

Mo Zixuan insisted, he knew that Wen Ran had sworn poisonously and would never be with Mo Xiuchen again, so Mo Xiuchen came back, but Wen Ran hid in City C and did not show up.

Since this is the case, he hopes that Mo Xiuchen can give up to save Wen Ran, stop bothering her, and don't make her so embarrassed and painful.

Mo Xiuchen's expression sank, he really reached out and took back the recorder, and said coldly: "Mo Zixuan, this matter is not necessary for you, I can find someone else to do it, I know, you also like Ran Ran, but, Ran Ran is mine, it was before, and it will be in the future." ”

When he had finished speaking, he walked away.

Mo Zixuan half-opened his mouth, looked at the door panel that was smashed by Mo Xiuchen, and scolded angrily: "Mo Xiuchen, you are now alone, who else can help you except me." ”

After scolding, he cursed again, got up and chased out of the office, and called Mo Xiuchen, who had walked out a few meters: "Wait a minute!" ”

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