Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict-Chapter 997 - 996 is unparalleled

Chapter 997: 996 is unparalleled

Chapter 997: 996 is unparalleled

Wen Ran saw both of them staring intently at her, and although she felt that no one would believe her if she said she didn’t know, she still shook her head and said in a soft voice, “A while back, Mo Xiuchen often went out alone to handle matters, and sometimes would take phone calls in a secretive manner. Later on, Qing Feng and Qing Yang said that Mo Xiuchen was preparing a surprise for me. I never expected it to be a wedding.”

“What I most want to know now is whether those paintings were actually done by Mo Xiuchen’s hand.”

Zhou Lin blinked, her face full of envy.

Wen Ran was taken aback and shook her head blankly, “I don’t know.”

She had never seen Mo Xiuchen paint, but those illustrations really did bear a resemblance to the two of them, capturing their likeness so vividly. The expressions of the characters in the paintings thoroughly revealed their emotions.

And paired with his gentle and magnetic voice, full of emotional confessions, it would be no wonder if he moved the entire audience of guests.

Thinking of how Mo Xiuchen had tried different hairstyles on her in the past few weeks and how she had picked them up so easily, today’s illustrations were likely his own work as well.

A knock on the door came from outside, Zhou Lin went to open the door, and it was the waiter bringing in the meal.

After the waiter had left, Li Qian and Zhou Lin joined Wen Ran, who had changed clothes, for a meal. Just as she took a bite, Wen Ran’s cellphone rang.

The call was from An Lin.

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She had not come to her and Mo Xiuchen’s wedding today.

“Ranran, congratulations.”

An Lin’s voice came through the phone, and Wen Ran smiled faintly, saying softly, “Thank you. How is your mother feeling lately?”

“She’s feeling better. I’ll be returning to the company this afternoon. Ranran, I just watched the live stream of your wedding. You’re really blessed,” An Lin’s voice was filled with deep envy, and at this moment, it’s likely that every woman who witnessed their wedding live stream envied the deep love Mo Xiuchen had for her.

When women marry, they simply wish to find a husband who loves them dearly, regardless of wealth.

And Wen Ran was undoubtedly the luckiest of them all; she not only married a handsome and wealthy man, but she also received an uncommon depth of affection, unmatched by anyone else.

“Mm, I feel very blessed too. An Lin, you’re going straight back to City C this afternoon and not visiting G City?” Wen Ran laughed lightly.

“If you want me to come, then I’ll make a trip,” An Lin teased over the phone.

Wen Ran immediately replied, “Of course I want you to come. We haven’t seen each other in a long time, and I miss you.”

Ever since she returned to G City and agreed to stay with Mo Xiuchen, she hadn’t been back to City C. Meanwhile, An Lin had always been in City C; indeed, they hadn’t seen each other since.

**

After Mo Xiuchen had left to toast others, Luo Haofeng asked everyone worriedly, “Can you guys help me analyze what Mo Xiuchen meant by ‘surprise’ just now?”

Qin Mu looked at his face, already showing signs of drunkenness, and said indifferently, “He probably wouldn’t have brought Bai Xiaoxiao back. Ah Feng, if you’re drunk, it might be better to rest for a while.”

Luo Haofeng looked towards Gu Kai and Wen Jin, both of whom seemed indifferent, hanging up high, and Mo Zixuan insisted on his earlier suggestion, “If you leave now, there’s still time.”

“I refuse to leave. It’s not only Mo Xiuchen who holds grudges; I do too. A gentleman’s revenge is not too late if it comes after ten years. One day, I will get even.”

Luo Haofeng raised his hand to rub his forehead.

He had racked his brains for a long time but could not figure out what leverage he had given Mo Xiuchen that would warrant such a ‘surprise.’

In the lounge

After finishing their meal and chatting for a while, Mo Xiuchen returned to the lounge, and Zhou Lin and Li Qian then left.

“Mo Xiuchen, how much have you drunk?”

As soon as Mo Xiuchen leaned in, Wen Ran could smell the strong scent of alcohol, and she instinctively furrowed her brows, her eyes filled with deep concern.

“Ranran, not much, I’m not drunk,” Mo Xiuchen smiled reassuringly at her, taking her hand as they walked to the sofa and sat down. With a long stretch of his arm, he wrapped her directly into his embrace.

“I’ve asked someone to cook you a hangover remedy soup,” Wen Ran said, concerned. He didn’t seem drunk, his eyes still deep and clear, but drinking too much was bad for the body.

“Ranran, no need.”

Wen Ran was about to get up, but Mo Xiuchen tightened his grip, pulling her close again.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead… his voice was enchantingly resonant in her ear, with a hot breath piercing her eardrum, “Ranran, just let me hold you for a while.”

Wen Ran’s heart trembled, her delicate body leaning into his embrace without moving anymore.

She gently wrapped her arms around his waist, silently embracing him, enjoying this brief moment of tranquility.

Mo Xiuchen indeed just held her for a few minutes before he let her go.

“Ranran, if you’re tired, go ahead and rest for a while. I’ll see the guests out and then come back for you,” Mo Xiuchen said as he caressed her cheek and kissed the corner of her mouth before standing up and leaving the rest room.

Wen Ran was indeed quite sleepy.

Mainly because this morning had been too surprising and emotional, after Mo Xiuchen left, she climbed into bed and really did fall asleep within minutes.

She slept until Mo Xiuchen returned from seeing off the guests, and only then did she slowly wake up.

“Ranran, you were sleeping like a little pig,” Mo Xiuchen said with a smile in his eyes, after sitting on the edge of the bed and gazing at her for a moment, he stretched out a hand to pull her up from the bed.

Wen Ran yawned and blinked, asking, “Mo Xiuchen, what time is it now?”

“It’s past four.”

Mo Xiuchen said gently, “Ranran, Ah Kai and Ah Jin are all waiting downstairs. They didn’t get a chance to talk to you today, and they’re feeling pretty down about it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang.

Pulling out his phone and seeing the caller ID, Mo Xiuchen’s lips curved into a pleased smile, “Hello.”

“Young Master Mo, Qi Meiling has entered the hotel.”

“Good!”

Mo Xiuchen said just two words before hanging up the call.

**

First-floor lobby

Luo Haofeng and Gu Kai were waiting together for Mo Xiuchen to pick up Wen Ran.

Suddenly, a crisp “Brother Haofeng!” sounded from behind. Luo Haofeng’s somewhat inebriated eyes instantly sobered up halfway as he turned and saw Qi Meiling approaching him with a radiant smile.

His brows furrowed and his eyes narrowed unhappily, “Qi Meiling, what are you doing here?”

Thanks to Mo Xiuchen’s help, a week ago, he had finally managed to drive Qi Meiling out of his house and back to the Qi Family. He had just had a few days of peace, and now Qi Meiling had followed him unrelentingly to G City.

How could it not startle him?

Beside him, Gu Kai’s eyes moved through a profound trace, looking toward the contemplative Qin Mu beside him. The two exchanged glances and instantly understood.

Qi Meiling’s appearance was probably not by chance.

“Brother Haofeng, are you drunk? Why are your eyes all red?” Qi Meiling quickly stepped forward, reaching for Luo Haofeng’s arm and staring at him with concern.

He must be drunk.

Luo Haofeng’s complexion darkened, and he moved a step back, avoiding Qi Meiling’s approach, his tone tinged with irritation, “Stay away from me.”