Chapter 294: It’s not your fault 293
Translator: 549690339
Mo Xiuchen’s eyes flickered as he saw her crying so painfully. He pressed his lips tightly together and held her firmly in his arms, soothing her gently in a soft voice. “Ranran, it’s not your fault, really, it’s not your fault.”
As fierce as Wen Ran’s fear was in her heart, so were the tears that flowed copiously down her cheeks. Every time she envisioned how Xiaoxiao had been flung and fallen from mid-air, her heart ached so intensely that she could hardly breathe.
How could they not blame her?
Even if they didn’t blame her, she blamed herself.
“Ranran, listen to me, Xiaoxiao won’t get hurt.”
He wanted to wipe her tears dry, but he dared not hold too tightly. When Bai Xiaoxiao had pushed her away and she had fallen to the ground, half of her face had been scraped; the tears streaming down her face must have caused terrible pain.
Yet, she was numb to the pain. The physical pain was trivial compared to the agony in her heart.
“Really?”
Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen through teary eyes, her expression a mixture of anticipation and terror, like a helpless child, causing Mo Xiuchen to feel an indescribable pain.
In front of the mature, intelligent, and wise Mo Xiuchen, who was twenty-nine years old, Wen Ran, at the age of twenty-three, seemed naive and innocent, just like a child.
She had been suppressing herself for too long in these few months. Now, she could no longer keep it together and had finally broken down.
Mo Xiuchen nodded heavily, his deep eyes filled with warmth and determination. He kissed her forehead tenderly and promised softly, “With Ah Kai around, Xiaoxiao won’t get hurt. And you, you must stop blaming yourself. Let me disinfect the wound on your face, apply some ointment, and when Xiaoxiao wakes up, you need to be there for her.”
It seemed that Wen Ran truly believed Mo Xiuchen’s words, “You won’t lie to me, right?”
“Of course not.”
Mo Xiuchen solemnly guaranteed.
“My face is okay, it’s just a little skin scrape from when Xiaoxiao pushed me, and I fell.”
“No, the wound is on your face, it must be disinfected and cleaned. I haven’t told Wen Jin yet; you should call him.”
“Hmm.”
Wen Ran agreed softly. Even if she didn’t tell her brother, he would see the news. If he found out by himself, he would be more worried.
Mo Xiuchen got up, fetched the disinfecting cotton swab, and carefully disinfected her scrape before applying a layer of ointment. Just as Wen Ran was about to call Wen Jin, her phone rang.
The incoming call display showed that it was indeed Wen Jin.
“It seems your brother has already seen the news or heard about it.”
Mo Xiuchen also saw the incoming call display on her screen and commented calmly.
Wen Ran pressed her lips together, quietly calming her emotions before answering the phone. She tried to make her voice sound gentle and calm, “Bro.”
“Ranran, I just heard about it, how’s Xiaoxiao? Are you okay?”
The sound of Wen Jin’s voice, filled with concern and worry, came through the phone.
“Bro, I’m fine. It was Xiaoxiao who pushed me away. She’s still in the operating room, and Older Brother Gu is also in there. I’ll call you when her surgery is over.”
“Mmm.”
Hearing her voice, Wen Jin slightly relaxed. However, as Wen Ran mentioned that it was Xiaoxiao who had pushed her away and she was only spared due to this, Wen Jin couldn’t help but worry about Bai Xiaoxiao’s condition.
The LCD screen in his hospital room was playing the traffic accident video. That SUV had driven towards Wen Ran from a distance.
Seeing Bai Xiaoxiao pushing Wen Ran aside and being hit by the car herself, Wen Jin’s grip on his phone suddenly tightened, and his heart almost stopped beating.
Meanwhile, Cheng Jia was waiting at the hotel entrance. When she saw Qin Mu and Luo Haofeng emerge from a business car parked on the side of the road, which then drove away right after, and didn’t see who she was hoping for, her brows furrowed in disappointment.
Qin Mu and Luo Haofeng both saw Cheng Jia waiting at the entrance. She was wearing a white fur shawl over a seductive red A-line dress. In such cold weather, only wearing a pair of stockings with it, they didn’t know whether she felt cold or not.
Qin Mu and Luo Haofeng exchanged a glance before heading towards the hotel entrance together.
“Assistant Qin, Vice-President Luo, it’s just the two of you? Is Mo General not here yet?”
Privately, Cheng Jia liked to call Mo Xiuchen ‘Young Master Mo’, but in a business or social setting, she couldn’t call him that, and had to call him ‘Mo General’.
“Xiuchen has some personal matters to take care of and won’t be coming tonight, so we better go in.”
Luo Haofeng glanced at Cheng Jia with his cold eyes as he stepped into the hotel. Qin Mu didn’t even look at her before walking directly into the hotel.
Cheng Jia’s eyes flickered with disappointment, her expression changing as she saw them go inside. She quickly followed them inside, catching up with their pace, and asking with a fake concern. “Vice-President Luo, what happened to Mo General that he had to miss such an important dinner tonight?”
Upon arriving at the elevator, Luo Haofeng finally stopped. He turned around, looking down at Cheng Jia with an indifferent and displeased tone, “He’s the boss. Does he have to report everything to you? Does it mean that if Xiuchen can’t make it tonight, you are not willing to attend this dinner?”
Cheng Jia felt a chill run down her spine under his fierce gaze. She shook her head reflexively, “Of course not, I just care about Mo General.”
She had planned to take some intimate photos with him tonight and send them to Wen Ran. She had dressed up meticulously for that, but he didn’t show up, much to her annoyance.
Luo Haofeng and Qin Mu stepped into the elevator one after the other, coldly saying, “That’s better. Xiuchen has high hopes for you. Just because he can’t make it tonight due to some reasons, you better not ignore the clients.”
Cheng Jia was irked, but she dared not let it show on her face. She pasted a professional smile on her face, “Don’t worry, Vice-President Luo, I’ll definitely do my best.”
Hospital
Outside the operating room, Mo Xiuchen stayed by Wen Ran’s side.
Mr. Bai and Mrs. Bai sat together. As the seconds and minutes passed, Bai Xiaoxiao had been in the operating room for over two hours, and there was still no sign of her being out.
Wen Ran kept her eyes fixed on the operating room door, not even blinking, as the longer she waited, the more uneasy she felt.
Mo Xiuchen glanced at the time. It was already past eight o’clock, and they still didn’t know when the surgery would be over. None of them had eaten anything.
“President Bai, since we don’t know when the surgery will be over, why don’t I order some food to be delivered? You and Mrs. Bai should eat something.”
Before Mr. Bai could respond, Mrs. Bai shook her head, speaking with heartbreaking sorrow, “We don’t know the result of Xiaoxiao’s surgery, I can’t eat anything.”
She pressed her lips together, glancing at Wen Ran who was by Mo Xiuchen’s side. After hesitating for a moment, she added, “You should get something for Ranran to eat first.”
“I also can’t eat anything. I want to wait until Xiaoxiao comes out.”
Wen Ran kept her gaze on the tightly closed operating room door. Xiaoxiao’s fate was hanging in the balance, how could she possibly eat anything?
A trace of pain swept across Mo Xiuchen’s eyes.
Looking at Wen Ran’s stubborn and cool face, he knew that until the surgery was over, nothing he said could sway her decision.
He silently sighed, no longer speaking, and continued to wait quietly with her for the moment when the operating room door would open.