"Of course, you don't know, do you?"

Zhou Lin stared straight at Wen Ran, taking in any slight change in the expression on her face, and asked with pretended concern.

Wen Ran smiled faintly, "Of course I know, this weekend is Xiuchen's birthday, but has Mo Zixuan agreed to marry you?" ”

Zhou Lin's expression froze, he scolded warmly in his heart, and raised his eyebrows proudly: "Of course, Zixuan also said that maybe I already have the flesh and blood of the Mo family in my stomach, but Mo Xiuchen can't do that, and he is still counting on me to inherit the Mo family." ”

Not to mention that Mo Zixuan couldn't say those words, even the phone call was not made by him.

The phone call Zhou Lin received just now was made by Xiao Wenqing, and those news were also told to her by Xiao Wenqing. It's not that Xiao Wenqing is very satisfied with her, it's just that she slept with Mo Zixuan, and her father had some shady deals with her.

She will agree to her marrying Mo Zixuan, of course, she also hopes that she really has the Mo family's seed in her belly, and if she gives birth to a son, she can also get five percent of the shares.

Thinking that she would soon become the young grandmother of the Mo family, the smug look on Zhou Lin's face became three points stronger, "Ranran, since you are also going to the Mo family, then, let's be together then." ”

If she goes with Wen Ran, at least she won't be driven out by Mo Zixuan.

If she's herself, it's a bit dangerous.

Wen Ran smiled apologetically and said, "I'm afraid not, that day is Xiuchen's birthday, and I want to accompany him." You can call Mo Zixuan and ask him to pick you up! ”

Zhou Lin smiled concealedly: "Zixuan said to come and pick me up, but I just want to go with you, since you want to accompany Mo Xiuchen, then I won't be reluctant." ”

***

"Get in the passenger seat, I'll drive."

Outside the MS Group Building, Mo Xiuchen's long and tall figure stood next to the luxurious Aston, his big knuckled palm opened the door of the driver's seat, and whispered to Wen Ran who was sitting in the driver's seat.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell from the sky, hitting him on the side of his face, and the other half of his handsome face was shrouded in shadows, and the already handsome facial features became more and more deep and three-dimensional.

Wen Ran looked at him in surprise, "You drive?" ”

"Hmm!"

Mo Xiuchen nodded, pinching the doorknob's hand, but before he let go, his deep eyes swept over her fingers on the steering wheel, and suddenly bent down and reached out to untie her seat belt.

Wen Ran was slightly startled, and hurriedly said, "I'll come by myself." ”

"Don't move."

Mo Xiuchen didn't know if it was intentional, his head stuck into the carriage, almost talking close to her ear, the burning breath was all sprayed on her ear sockets, and her warm and sensitive skin suddenly glowed with a subtle layer of crisp. The numbness, the face, followed by the heat.

Mo Zixuan, who came out of the company, saw Mo Xiuchen bending over, holding the handlebar with one hand, and reaching into the carriage with the other, as if he was making out with the people in the carriage.

His hand in his trouser pocket clenched into a fist and stared at Aston on the side of the road as if it were about to erupt into fire.

In the main driver's seat, Wen Ran really didn't dare to move anymore, his body sat stiffly in the seat, and Qinghong stared at the lenses with his watery eyes.

Mo Xiuchen gracefully and slowly unbuckled her seatbelt before taking a step back and letting her get out of the car.

Wen Ran got out of the car, and at a glance saw Mo Zixuan standing more than ten meters away, he was looking in their direction with an angry face, she frowned, went around the front of the car, opened the door of the passenger seat and sat in.

The corners of Mo Xiuchen's mouth hooked a shallow arc, bent down into the car, and saw Mo Zixuan walking towards the parking lot, he said to Wen Ran, "Fasten your seat belt."