"Who's going to help her?"

Shock flashed in her warm eyes, her heart flashed, and she blurted out again: "Could it be that she bought off the servants of the Mo family...... It can't be Xiao Wenqing, right? ”

Cheng Jia is an outsider, how could she succeed if there was no help from the Mo family, but Wen Ran didn't want to believe that it was Xiao Wenqing who helped Cheng Jia, she would rather believe that it was the Mo family's servant.

"She used to work at the Nanqin Hotel, where, before Mo Zixuan took over, Xiao Wenqing was in charge."

Mo Xiuchen's deep voice revealed a hint of anger, and in Wen Ran's ears, her face changed slightly: "You mean, Cheng Jia from Xiao Wenqing's gang put medicine in the bowl of the two of you?" She knows you can't...... Why do you want to do this? ”

Wen Ran paused for a few seconds when he said his inhumane words, those words were omitted, and the flush on his face dissipated because of anger, if it was really Xiao Wenqing who did it, then she was too much.

That woman, to be honest, she didn't like it either, she used to think that Xiao Wenqing was hypocritical and snobbish, and Mo Zixuan pursued her for a year, but she never accepted it, and that's the reason.

If she had known that the ending would be like this, she really shouldn't have been moved for a while and accepted Mo Zixuan's confession.

The corners of Mo Xiuchen's mouth hooked up a sneer, the hand on her shoulder was taken away, sat up straight, and said coldly: "Since I married you, Xiao Wenqing doesn't believe that I am really sick. ”

Wen Ran's eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at Mo Xiuchen's handsome face covered with a layer of frost, she could see tonight that Mo Xiuchen was very indifferent to Xiao Wenqing, and even, he did not hide his hatred for Xiao Wenqing at this moment.

I don't know why, seeing him like this, somewhere in her heart, she couldn't help but tighten, a feeling of pity and distress, from her heart, she couldn't help shouting: "Mo Xiuchen!" ”

Mo Xiuchen turned his head to look at her, and there was a bottomless darkness in his eyes.

She pursed her lips and asked softly, "Did your mother leave you because of Xiao Wenqing?" ”

Mo Xiuchen's expression suddenly froze!

The lines of his whole body seemed to be tensed because of her words, and his dark eyes were filled with layers of coldness and hatred, Wen Ran felt that the carriage was frozen all of a sudden, and her body couldn't bear the chill and trembled slightly.

Mo Xiuchen's thin lips pursed tightly, and the scene sealed in the depths of his memory came to life again, and a layer of pale color appeared on his handsome face.

That memory is something he doesn't want to recall, let alone tell anyone.

There is a momentary stagnation in the atmosphere.

After Wen Ran asked that sentence, she felt a little regretful in her heart, she didn't want to expose his scars, but really wanted to care about him.

Her eyes fell on his big fist, looking at the faintly blue knuckles, her mind was hot, she reached out to hold his hand that was clenched into a fist, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked these questions, you just didn't say what I just said, let's go home!" ”

The sudden warmth seeped into her skin, Mo Xiuchen's stiff and upright body trembled slightly, staring at her eyes full of apologies, a trace of warmth broke out from the layers of cold at the bottom of her eyes, and the cold breath that enveloped her body suddenly retreated like a tide.

The thin lips opened lightly, and the deep voice could not hear the slightest sadness, as if telling someone else's story: "When I was eight years old, my mother found out that my father was not only having an affair, but also had a son outside, and she couldn't stand the blow, so she committed suicide by jumping off the building. ”

Wen Ran leaned sideways, holding his hands tightly, as if to convey warmth to him in this way.

She knew that there was a deep sorrow and sadness hidden in his calm and indifferent words, and that when his mother left, he was only eight years old and just a child.

Zhang's mother said that before he was kidnapped, he was deeply trapped in the pain of losing his mother, and it was not until he experienced life and death that he became strong.

The strength of her grip on his hand increased little by little in the slightest distress.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes condensed by the cold gradually warmed up, and he gently hooked his lips and said, "Don't worry, I won't be sad because of the old past." ”

He patted her on the hand holding him, and this feeling once again made him feel very similar to the feeling of being with the little girl when he was kidnapped.

"Are you going to the cemetery tonight?"

Wen Ran asked softly, looking at Mo Xiuchen hiding her sadness and showing an indifferent expression, for a moment, she really wanted to travel back to the past, to be able to accompany him when he was most vulnerable and helpless, and when he was the loneliest.

Mo Xiuchen shook his head and said lightly: "I won't go tonight, I'll take you another day." ”

After a slight pause in his voice, he looked at Wen Ran's eyes and said, "I've explained everything that should be explained, you won't be angry anymore, right?" ”

Wen Ran's eyes flashed, and he turned his little face away from him: "How can I be angry?" ”

Mo Xiuchen chuckled, his tall body leaned towards her, Wen Ran suddenly looked back in shock, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?" ”

"Help you fasten your seatbelts."

Mo Xiuchen pressed her shoulder with one hand, reached over with the other hand, pulled the safety belt and tied it to her, and said softly: "Don't turn off the phone again if you are angry in the future, if you have any questions, you can ask me directly." ”

"I'm not angry."

Wen Ran frowned and retorted stiffly.

"I knew what Cheng Jia would do tonight before I went, she gave those drugs, which didn't have any effect on me, but you are different, if the person who was drugged tonight was you, I couldn't throw you into cold water and soak overnight."

Mo Xiuchen sat back in his position, lowered his head and buckled his seatbelt, and started the car on the road.

Wen Ran looked at him in a daze, his words echoed in her ears over and over again, she didn't understand, what did he mean by the next sentence, if the person who was drugged was her, he couldn't throw her into cold water and soak it overnight?

So what will happen to him? Looking for someone to make an antidote for her?

Thinking of this, Wen Ran immediately shook his head and shook off that thought, she was his wife anyway, how could he let other men ......

She suddenly turned her head to look at Mo Xiuchen who was driving, the light of the headlights hit his angular handsome face, her eyes stopped on his thin lips lightly, remembering his domineering kiss just now, her heart trembled, and she quickly turned her face away and continued to look out the window.

Although Mo Xiuchen was looking straight ahead, the corner of her eyes was paying attention to the woman in the passenger seat from the rearview mirror, she turned her head to stare at his lips for a moment, then a blush appeared on her face, and she turned her face away in a panic.

He freed up one hand, and his index finger touched his lips, on which there was still the smell of kissing her just now, and at the thought of this, somewhere in his body, a wave of dryness sprang up. Hot!

I really regret telling Wen Ran just now that that medicine has no effect on him, even if her relatives are now at her house, he can take this opportunity to ask for a little welfare......