Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 82 - 82: Talk with my brother 082

Translator: 549690339

Wen Ran suddenly lifted her lowered head.

Before her eyes, the man’s refined features, with deep, dark eyes that were unlike his usual cold and indifferent demeanor, were hot and earnest. As she looked into his eyes, an inexplicable softness welled up in her heart.

“MO Xiuchen has always despised women, so I’m not sure about the effects of the treatment. Perhaps, you could cure his ailment!” Gu Kai’s conversation with her from that day suddenly sprung to mind. Her small face instantly flushed and her heartbeat hurriedly pounded.

“Wen Ran!”

The man’s mesmerizing voice echoed in her ears. Though deep, it possessed an undeniable dominance, giving her no room to evade.

She blinked in daze, then spoke gently, “I still need to go to the hospital to talk to my brother.”

“About what?”

MO Xiuchen queried, his eyes intently fixed on hers.

He knew she wouldn’t renege just because of what Wen Jin said. Yet, she refused to renege because she was not one to break her word, and it was irrelevant to anything else!

This realization frustrated him.

He studied her flushed little face, bright and pure eyes, understanding that she had just experienced betrayal from her boyfriend and it was not possible for her to fall in love with him in such a short time…

However, he was sure that as long as she stayed by his side, he could make her fall in love with him. This confidence, MO Xiuchen did possess.

With this thought, the heaviness in his heart dissipated like smoke.

After musing for a moment, Wen Ran softly said, “I’ll tell my brother not to bother you anymore.”

MO Xiuchen’s lips curled into a smile, “Alright, I’ll take you to the hospital. As I was leaving the hospital, Nanny Zhang had just served dinner, so by the time we get to the hospital, your brother should have finished eating.”

“Hmm!”

Wen Ran nodded.

As MO Xiuchen started the car, Wen Ran tilted her body slightly to gaze out the window, pondering over what he had said about not letting her remain a widow for life. What did he mean by that?

Xiuchen’s voice suddenly penetrated her eardrum, “You mentioned earlier that you lost your memory due to an illness when you were six. What was the illness?”

With a turn of her head, she regarded MO Xiuchen’s handsome profile and replied indifferently, “My mother told me I had high fever. As for other diseases, I don’t have any idea.”

“Do you have photos of yourself as a child?”

MO Xiuchen glanced at her as he asked casually.

“No, before I turned six, I was fat and ugly. It was only after the sickness that I lost weight. There were no pictures taken back then.”

These facts were relayed to her by her parents. Since Wen Ran didn’t remember anything from before she turned six, she wouldn’t know whether she was fat or thin, ugly or beautiful.

“Why are you suddenly asking about this?”

Wen Ran’s eyes flickered with surprise as she stared at MO Xiuchen.

“Just casually asking. As per my knowledge, your family is not from G City originally. You relocated here sixteen years ago.”

While MO Xiuchen kept his focus on the road ahead, controlling the steering wheel with his defined hands, he spoke without allowing it to affect his driving.

Wen Ran nodded, as she knew this: “Yes, after I fell sick, I was always afraid of the cold, so my dad moved our family to G City, saying that the climate here is conducive for my recovery.”

Even though she couldn’t remember events before she turned six, she could recall everything that happened after the illness. Her parents moved to G City for her sake, and it was after they moved here that her father quit his job to set up a factory.

Upon reaching the hospital, MO Xiuchen did not accompany Wen Ran to Wen Jin’s ward. Instead, he headed for Gu Kai’s office, leaving her to go to the ward alone.

“Brother, how are you feeling today?”

Wen Ran approached the hospital bed, asking with a beaming smile.

Wen Jin, with a gentle smile on his face, gazed softly at her, “Not bad, how about you? Is anyone causing you trouble at the pharmaceutical factory?”

“No, by the way, Zhou Mingfu had a car accident. I heard he broke his leg. He called me to request a period of leave. Did you ask him anything when he came to see you this afternoon?”

Wen Ran picked up the cup from the table and went to the water dispenser to fill it.

A flicker of surprise crossed Wen Jin’s face before it gave way to a frown. He calmly said, “I asked him a few questions. How did he suddenly have a car accident? Even if he did, he’s not the type to request leave proactively, especially at crucial times like these.”

Wen Ran came back to the bed and fed him some water. Wen Jing took a sip with a smile, and waited until she placed the cup back onto the table before he softly said, “Zhou Mingfu is usually cunning. Either he panicked due to guilt and had an accident, or he staged it deliberately. Both possibilities exist. You need to be cautious with matters related to the pharmaceutical company and not overlook anything. ”

Wen Ran knitted her brows, “I find it strange too. Zhou Mingfu also said that he can’t attend the pharmaceutical trade meeting this weekend and let Zhou Lin go with me.”

“You bring Sister Li along with you, and choose two more people, just don’t bring anyone from Zhou Mingfu’s team.”

Wen Jin’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, a hint of apology in his eyes, “If it weren’t for the condition of my leg, you wouldn’t have to go through all this trouble, Ranran. I’ve decided that I can’t wait until my legs fully recover to return to the company. Tomorrow, ask someone to send some materials over… ”

“No, Brother, you just regained consciousness. Your body needs rest in all aspects. I can handle the pharmaceutical factory’s matters for now. I will be careful with Zhou Mingfu.”

A fleeting darkness passed Wen Jin’s eyes, “Before that accident, Dad and I had already noticed that something was off with Zhou Mingfu. We had been investigating him secretly. On that day, we could have gotten the evidence.”

Wen Ran’s eyes widened with shock as she looked at Wen Jin’s face, touched by a frosty hue. In astonishment, she asked, “Brother, does that mean Zhou Mingfu knew that you were investigating him, so he….”