Cheng Jia nodded happily: "Chairman, I will definitely not let you down." ”

When she went upstairs just now, she heard Ah Cheng say that Mo Jingteng was so angry with Mo Xiuchen that he was hospitalized twice, and now Mo Jingteng can only spend his whole life in bed, because of a stroke, his speech is slurred.

As soon as he said this, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

She felt that Mo Jingteng couldn't fight Mo Xiuchen anymore, so she could only rely on her.

And she can just use Mo Jingteng's power to get rid of Wen Ran, she pursed her lips and said hesitantly: "Chairman, with your current situation, Mo Xiuchen is afraid that he will not listen to you, can I make another suggestion." ”

"What?"

Mo Jingteng's eyes sank, as if he was very dissatisfied with her bargaining.

Cheng Jia didn't care whether he was satisfied or not, and took this opportunity to say: "Chairman, I hope you give me a little bit of the group's shares, so that even if Mo Xiuchen is unwilling to marry me, he will have to marry me at that time." ”

"Master, I think Miss Cheng's proposal is okay, with the behavior of the eldest young master, even if you force him, he will not compromise. If Ms. Cheng has a stake in the group and becomes one of the shareholders of MS Group, it will be a different matter. ”

The bodyguard on the side spoke for Cheng Jia, Mo Jingteng wanted to have a seizure, but listened to the bodyguard's words. Pressed down again.

**

Suburban villas

Wen Ran woke up, and before he opened his eyes, the fragrance of flowers lingered between his noses.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a handsome face like a carving, the man's eyebrows were smiling, and his eyes were staring at her gently and deeply.

Seeing her wake up, the corners of his mouth raised a charming arc, and a deep magnetic voice fell on his ears: "Ranran, good morning." ”

"Good morning!"

A bright smile bloomed between Wen Ran's eyebrows, her eyes moved away from his face, and she looked at the vase on the small table at the head of the bed, in which there was a bouquet of freshly picked flowers, and she said teasingly: "Flower thief." ”

"However, if I am a flower thief, I will only pick your beautiful flower." Mo Xiuchen smiled as he reached out to pinch her face, and Wen Ran smiled and dodged away.

"Get up?"

Mo Xiuchen's long fingers brushed the strands of hair that fell on her cheeks, and his fingertips rubbed against her delicate skin.

Wen Ran nodded, "Of course you have to get up." ”

"I'll go find you clothes." Mo Xiuchen smiled, got up, and went to the cloakroom to find clothes for her.

Wen Ran glanced at the pajamas on his body, and looked at Mo Xiuchen's handsome back gently into the cloakroom, and after a while, he returned to the bed with the clothes he had found.

"You go downstairs and wait for me."

Wen Ran took the clothes and said softly.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed, and a touch of narrowness flashed from the bottom of his eyes: "Ranran, you don't have to be shy, I have seen it anyway." ”

"I'll wait for you downstairs."

As he spoke, he saw Wen Ran's little face turn red as he wished, and without waiting for her to scold, he added another sentence and turned around and walked out of the master bedroom.

Downstairs, the newspaper had been put on the coffee table, Mo Xiuchen sat down in the leather sofa, leaned lazily into the sofa, his legs were cocked at will, and he took the newspaper and looked casually.

As soon as he finished reading today's front page headlines, his mobile phone rang.

Mo Xiuchen took out his mobile phone, and when he saw the unfamiliar number on the caller ID, Junmei frowned slightly, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and pressed the answer button: "Hey!" ”

"Hello, Mr. Mo, I am Li Yaqing, the editor-in-chief of XX Weekly, and I want to do an interview with Mr. Mo......"

"Sorry, I don't give any interviews." Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Mo Xiuchen refused indifferently, and his handsome facial features flashed with a hint of condensation, Li Yaqing?

It is Li Yunchang's daughter, the woman who wanted to see him last night, but when she saw Mo Zixuan, she turned around and left.

"Mr. Mo ......"

What else did the other party want to say, Mo Xiuchen pressed his long finger, and the phone hung up directly.

Mo Xiuchen pondered for a moment, put down the newspaper, dialed another number, and waited for the phone to pick up, the expression between his eyebrows became cold.

"Hey!"

"Officer Lu, I'm Mo Xiuchen." This number was told to Mo Xiuchen by Wen Jin two days ago.

However, Mo Xiuchen changed his number, Lu Zhixun didn't know it was him, and when he heard his voice, he was a little surprised, and a little happy: "Mr. Mo, why are you there, is there something wrong?" ”

"I'm going to report Mo Jingteng, you take someone to the MS Group to find me in a while, and I will give you all the evidence of his crimes."

Mo Xiuchen's tone was calm, as if what he was going to report was not his father, but an inconsequential person, and Lu Zhixun on the other end of the phone was also taken aback, "Mr. Mo, have you recovered your memory?" ”

He also listened to what Wen Jin said, and Mo Xiuchen lost his memory.

At this time, he heard him say that he was going to report Mo Jingteng, and he had to hand over all the evidence of Mo Jingteng's crimes to him, how could he not be surprised.

Mo Xiuchen lightly hooked his lips, looked at the woman who came down from the stairwell, and his voice couldn't help but be a little gentle: "I'll hang up first, and we'll talk about it later." ”

Regardless of whether Lu Zhixun still had anything to say, Mo Xiuchen hung up the phone after saying that sentence himself. Get up and head for the stairwell.

"Yes."

He stood on the stairs on the first floor, looking at Wen Ran who came down from above with a slightly upturned face, and the corners of his mouth were pouting with a doting arc.

Wen Ran responded, met his gaze, she also showed a gentle smile on her face, put her hand in his palm, the two fingers interlocked, and the warmth reached her heart through her fingers.

Mo Xiuchen took Wen Ran's hand and walked into the restaurant, Zhang's mother quickly brought breakfast, and the two of them ate breakfast quietly like the previous happy days, even if they didn't speak, the air flowing around them was also dyed with a faint taste of happiness.

After breakfast, Mo Xiuchen drove Wen Ran to work, sat in the passenger seat, Wen Ran said with a smile: "Xiuchen, you used to drive me to the pharmaceutical factory every day, and then go back to the company to work by yourself." ”

"Really?" Mo Xiuchen blinked blankly, but unfortunately, he didn't remember.

There must be many, many good memories between him and Ran Ran.

Wen Ran nodded slightly, Xu felt the loss in his heart, and she said gently: "Xiuchen, you will definitely be able to get your memories back, I will tell you some things every day, and when you know more, you may be able to remember." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Xiuchen's lips: "Ranran, I must try to make myself think about it earlier." ”

"There's no need to rush."

Wen Ran said comfortably, but Mo Xiuchen shook his head, his eyes were gentle and firm: "If there is no you in those memories, it doesn't matter if I don't want to think about it." But there are many fond memories of our past that I have forgotten, and I must get them back. ”

"It's okay, you forgot, isn't there anything I remember?"

"How can you just let you remember." Mo Xiuchen didn't like this feeling, every time he talked about their past, he was like a listener, but it was clearly their common experience.