Chapter 388: 387 I remember now
Translator: 549690339
The Shasha mentioned by Lu Yitong is a model signed with MS Group, and she is currently a popular model.
Wen Ran knew about Mo Xiuchen’s acquaintance with Shasha, and she was aware that Shasha was into Mo Xiuchen from before. However, she was unaware of when their relationship blossomed into something more significant.
Wen Ran inquired further with the photographer on the side, who informed her that although Lu Yitong was inexperienced, she fit the image of the short film’s female lead. Although she did not possess Shasha’s sexy charm, she had an innocence and beauty that Shasha didn’t.
Moreover, her performance during the shoot was good. If it weren’t for Deputy General Mo’s interruption, the photographer believed Lu Yitong would have done well too.
“Ms. Lu, you don’t have to worry. I will handle this,” Wen Ran said.
From within the room, she could faintly hear the conversation between Mo Xiuchen and Luo Haofeng in the outer premises. She asked Lu Yitong to wait inside while she went out to see what was happening.
“I’m in charge and I get to call the shots on the model selection. Even Mo Xiuchen can’t change anything even if he returns at this moment,” Mo Xiuchen asserted.
Mo Zixuan was now looking contemptuously at Luo Haofeng. Thinking that being on good terms with Mo Xiuchen would give him an upper hand, Luo Haofeng and his allies had created a mess that night. Now, Mo Zixuan saw this as a chance to settle old and new scores alike.
“Are you going to take responsibility for the company’s losses then?”
Wen Ran’s voice, cool and crisp, echoed from behind Mo Zixuan. Turning around, he saw Wen Ran walking towards him gracefully, bathed in sunlight.
Her exquisite facial features seemed to shimmer subtly in the golden sunlight. Even amid the stunning glow, she exuded a sense of chill and detachment.
At the sight of her, Mo Zixuan found his heart skipping a beat.
The memories of that night full of drunken stupor resurfaced in his mind. His voice, tinged with emotions that were absent just moments ago said, “The MS Group is enormous. The little losses are nothing.”
Wen Ran chuckled coldly, stopping about five steps away from him. Her gaze was icy as she retorted, “As the deputy director of the group, aren’t you afraid of people laughing at that kind of talk? Mo Zixuan, today’s shoot must go on. I’m aware of your close relationship with that Shasha, but don’t expect the company to cover for your personal affairs.”
“Wen Ran! Stop your nonsense! Shasha and I are just friends, nothing more.”
“HAHA! We’ll find out with a little investigation. I hope you won’t end up headlining the tabloids, like last time. Even as the deputy director, scandals repeated one after another could prove too much for you to handle!”
Luo Haofeng laughed scornfully. Mo Zixuan was simply courting controversy and assuming responsibility for the case just because Mo Xiuchen wasn’t at the company. According to the procedure, the case had to go through him first.
“Luo Haofeng is right. Secrets, after all, can’t be kept forever. If you make a big fuss about this, your relationship with Shasha will definitely be exposed. Then, our company will have to terminate Shasha’s contract. After dumping Tong Shishi, I doubt you will want the same thing to happen to Shasha!”
Wen Ran’s comeback was unhurried and her face remained calm, belying the sarcasm in Luo Haofeng’s words.
Mo Zixuan’s face changed again. Staring at Wen Ran in surprise, he said harshly, “How many women I abandon is none of your business; they are not you!”
“Mo Zixuan, don’t think that you can go unscathed just because Xiuchen isn’t here,” retorted Luo, his face hardening and eyes emanating an imposing glare.
“Wen Ran, what if I told you that I’ve remembered the past? You said before that it was my mother who asked Zhou Lin to drug you. Zhou Lin ultimately let you go for her own sake. But there’s one thing you hid from me–”
Ignoring Luo Haofeng’s angry stare, Mo Zixuan rose to his feet, eyes fixed intently on Wen Ran,”You didn’t mention that Mo Xiuchen was also involved.”
Wen Ran’s eyes chilled, her brow crinkling, tight.
“I’m not here today for any Shasha, or for nitpicking on the model chosen for the advertisement. Last night, I started recalling everything. I wanted to meet you.”
This sudden change caught Luo Haofeng off guard. Up until now, everyone had thought that Mo Zixuan’s memories had been wiped out by Xiao Wenqing.
“Do you remember everything?”
Wen Ran blinked, looking at the cold yet slightly conflicted Mo Zixuan.
“Yes, I do. When I first saw you, I was infatuated. I pursued you relentlessly, and I thought that since you agreed to be my girlfriend, you would never leave me. I would even picture our future together. However, everything changed when Mo Xiuchen stepped in. I once promised that I would bring you back by my side. Now, regardless of the hurdles ahead, I am ready to wipe them all out!”
At the end of his declaration, his eyes danced with an obstinate, ruthless glint.
“Mo Zixuan, if you have indeed regained all your memories, you should know that I have severed all ties with you. If it weren’t for Mo Xiuchen, I would have been ruined by your mother a long time ago,” Wen Ran replied, rage simmering in her eyes. The current Mo Zixuan seemed to be increasingly unreasonable. What happened to the elegant man he once was?
“She is no longer my mother and has nothing to do with me. Wen Ran, you cannot blame all that on me. All I know is, I love you more than anyone.”
“Since you say you’ve regained your memory, do you remember when it was erased?” Luo Haofeng asked, watching Mo Zixuan with cold eyes.
“Of course. That day, Zhou Lin threatened me with Wen Ran’s past and made me go to the hospital to see her. If I didn’t, she would have disclosed the truth about Wen Ran to the media. When I was on my way there, I received a call from my mother. When I reached the clinic, she gave me a glass of water… when I woke up, I was at home.”
Mo Zixuan’s face held an indifferent expression, his voice calm. However, as he revealed these details, he watched Wen Ran intently, seeking her response. When he saw no reaction, he blurted out in surprise, “You know the truth about your identity?”
“Mo Zixuan, so all the fuss you made today was to reveal Wen Ran’s past to her. She already knows.”
Mo Zixuan felt a chill rush over his face; this was indeed his intention—to unsettle her with the revelation. But she had no reaction and, even more surprisingly, she already knew?
“You know that you aren’t Wen Hongrui’s daughter, but do you know your real identity?” Mo Zixuan asked, his gaze fixed on Wen Ran. Deep down, he had no clue about her real identity and was merely curious, hoping she’d reveal it.
Wen Ran squinted slightly, answering in a nonchalant tone, “Regardless of my past identity, now I am just Wen Ran, Mo Xiuchen’s wife. Mo Zixuan, if you want to exploit this, feel free to.”
After all, only a few of them knew about her relationship with the Gu family, and there were no outsiders privy to it. Therefore, she certainly wouldn’t be revealing it to Mo Zixuan.