Chapter 290: Forced by you guys for 289 times
Translator: 549690339
When Mo Xiuchen called again, Wen Ran and Bai Xiaoxiao had just returned to the car. She had been crying for a long time in front of the tombstone of Wen Hongrui and his wife, causing not only her eyes to become red and swollen, but her voice to become hoarse as well.
In these few months, Wen Ran had shed more tears than she ever had in the decade before.
Before, she was pampered by her parents and doted on by her brother. She was happy and carefree, so she naturally didn’t cry often.
“Ranran, how about I answer the phone for you?”
Bai Xiaoxiao looked at her swollen eyes and knew she had not yet calmed down. If Mo Xiuchen heard her voice, he would certainly know she had been crying.
Wen Ran gave a forced smile and handed her the phone. She really didn’t want Mo Xiuchen to hear her voice now, didn’t want to make him worry.
“Hello!”
Bai Xiaoxiao pressed the answer key, her voice sounding cheerful.
“Where’s Ranran?”
When Mo Xiuchen heard that it wasn’t Wen Ran’s voice, his handsome brow immediately furrowed, concern evident in his tone.
“Ranran went to the restroom. Mo Xiuchen, I’m here with her, so you don’t need to keep calling every minute. I promise she won’t lose a single hair while with me.”
Bai Xiaoxiao said with a laugh. Earlier, Wen Ran hadn’t told Mo Xiuchen that they’d been at the cemetery, so when Bai Xiaoxiao told a little lie, Mo Xiuchen didn’t suspect anything.
“Okay, you’re the one who said that.”
Mo Xiuchen’s voice hesitated for a moment and he glanced at his watch, “I’m about to go into a meeting. It will be a long one. When Ranran gets back, tell her for me. Bai Xiaoxiao, talk to her. Comfort her, as I won’t be able to call her until the afternoon.”
In the car, Bai Xiaoxiao had the phone on speaker, and Wen Ran heard every word of his concern. It made her feel a warmth that filled her heart amidst her sorrow.
Bai Xiaoxiao gave a smile, her beautiful eyes focused on Wen Ran as she responded, “You just focus on your meeting. When you come home in the evening, I will return a happy wife to you.”
“Thank you for your trouble.”
Hearing Mo Xiuchen speak to her so politely was a rare occurrence, causing the smile on Bai Xiaoxiao’s face to broaden, “Ranran is my best friend, not just yours. So don’t bother with the formalities.”
Mo Xiuchen didn’t say anything more, he merely hummed in agreement, before hanging up the phone.
“Ranran, I really must say, Mo Xiuchen is amazing.”
Bai Xiaoxiao returned the phone to Wen Ran, “Where would you like to go now?”
“I don’t feel like going anywhere.”
Wen Ran hadn’t slept at all last night, and her eyes were sore and dry. She felt very sleepy and just wanted to find a place to rest.
Bai Xiaoxiao seemed to realize her exhaustion and suggested, “How about we go to my house? My mom can cook us something delicious. After eating, you can take a nice nap. I promised Mo Xiuchen that I would return a merry and beautiful wife to him tonight. In this state, you are… well, not exactly pretty.”
“Okay!”
Wen Ran nodded. Her feelings were complicated right now. The more Mo Xiuchen cared for her, the more she was certain that she was the little girl who had saved him years ago, even though he hadn’t told her himself.
A phrase Mo Xiuchen had once said flashed in her mind, where he noted that even if he found the little girl who saved him back then, he would not let go of her hand.
Perhaps he already knew at the time.
When Bai Xiaoxiao and Wen Ran returned home, Mother Bai was startled to see Wen Ran’s swollen eyes, and hastily asked what had happened.
Bai Xiaoxiao intervened before Wen Ran could reply, “Mom, don’t ask. Ranran and I will go to my room first. You go make our food, and after we eat, Ranran needs to sleep.”
Mother Bai shot a look at her daughter and then turned her worried gaze back to Wen Ran, “Ranran, I’ll go make you girls some food to eat. You and Xiaoxiao can go upstairs first. Once the food’s ready, I’ll call you.”
Wen Ran smiled slightly and said, “Thank you, Auntie.”
Mother Bai was quick, and within an hour, she had prepared a full table of dishes that Bai Xiaoxiao and Wen Ran loved to eat. She continuously added food to Wen Ran’s bowl.
Experiencing Mother Bai’s gentle care, Wen Ran once again thought of her own mother. She thanked Mother Bai and then lowered her gaze, focusing on her meal without making further conversation.
After lunch, Bai Xiaoxiao led Wen Ran upstairs. The two chatted for a while on her bed and, succumbing to her exhaustion, Wen Ran soon fell asleep.
Meanwhile, at the MS Group
The vast conference room was tense.
The meeting held today was the first shareholders’ meeting that Mo Jingteng had attended since he stepped down.
Mo Zixuan sat quietly in one corner of the meeting room, with no presence at all. No matter what decision Mo Jingteng made, he didn’t protest or say anything.
Instead, some shareholders raised objections.
They didn’t necessarily support Mo Zixuan, but were more worried about Mo Xiuchen having the final say in company matters, and how it might affect their own interests.
But Mo Jingteng was adamant, he took back all the shares he had given to Mo Zixuan and Xiao Wenqing and, along with his own shares, transferred them all to Mo Xiuchen’s name.
When he initially took over the CEO position, it was not because of the quantity of shares he had, but his capabilities.
But now, Mo Jingteng’s actions indicated that Mo Xiuchen was the sole decision maker of the company, and no one dared to raise any objections.
The meeting continued until three o’clock in the afternoon before it came to an end.
Back in his office, Mo Zixuan started packing his things. Even if Mo Jingteng hadn’t made that decision, he had no intention of staying at the company.
As he was packing, there were two knocks on the half-open office door. Mo Zixuan looked up and saw Mo Xiuchen’s tall figure appearing at the doorway.
He looked away, lowered his head, and continued packing.
“You intend to just leave like this?”
Mo Xiuchen’s narrow eyes half closed, his sharp gaze fixed on Mo Zixuan who was packing behind the desk.
“What else do you expect?”
Mo Zixuan shot him a cold glance, then got up from his desk with his box.
“Stay.”
Mo Xiuchen said straightforwardly, his tall figure stopping about three steps away from him. His gaze scanned the items in the box, a cold smirk appearing at the corners of his mouth, “You’re leaving in such a hurry, aren’t you going to look for Xiao Wenqing?”
Mo Zixuan was suddenly irritated, “Mo Xiuchen, don’t slander me. I am leaving because you forced me to, not to go find my mother.”
Mo Xiuchen just sneered, completely unperturbed by Mo Zixuan’s anger. His gaze pierced through him, “Don’t tell me, Xiao Wenqing’s escape has nothing to do with you at all. She is your biological mother, no matter what she did, you wouldn’t stand by and watch her be tortured by the old man.”
“You…”
Mo Zixuan backed away a couple of steps, his gaze filled with incredulous fear when he looked at Mo Xiuchen.