Chapter 66: Don ‘t Cry Anymore
Translator: 549690339
“Rest assured, Mrs. MO, I will certainly instruct Ah Lin to fully cooperate with you,” promised Zhou Mingfu, his hands pounding on his chest for emphasis after listening to Xiao Wenqing. The discord between Wen Ran and MO Xiuchen was entirely beneficial to him. If it weren’t for MO Xiuchen’s sudden appearance, he would already be the owner of Wen’s Pharmaceutical Factory by now.
“Don’t you have something to say to me?”
Xiao Wenqing asked indifferently after sipping her coffee.
A cold smile flickered in Zhou Mingfu’s eyes. Leaning forward slightly and lowering his voice, he said, “Mrs. MO, our goals align. You deal with MO Xiuchen; I will handle Wen Ran. You don’t want her entangled with Zixuan anymore, right? I have a perfect plan now.”
“What plan?”
Xiao Wenqing was delighted at the prospect. From her perspective, Wen Ran must have used some means to seduce her son, making Zixuan entirely different and no longer listening to her.
Zhou Mingfu’s expression was ferocious, “the solution to all problems is to ruin
Wen Ran,” he enunciated.
“How would you ruin Wen Ran?”
Xiao Wenqing asked in confusion. Zhou Mingfu was ruthless and malicious enough; he could very well harm Wen Hongrui and his wife just to secure the Wen’s Pharmaceutical Company…
“Wen Ran is a woman, the best way to ruin her is to find a few men… I have a scheme in mind already. However, I need Mrs. MO to cooperate a little.”
“How to cooperate?”
Xiao Wenqing didn’t agree immediately. If she can avoid being implicated, she would.
“Mrs. MO, there’s a pharmaceutical trade fair in F City next week, at that time…”
“Done!”
In the hospital room, Wen Ran sat in the chair, reading the newspaper and telling stories to her brother.
“Brother, I’ve been talking for nearly an hour, aren’t you being a little too unfair by not responding at all?”
Looking at Wen Jin, who was still sound asleep on the bed, her heart was once again filled with a thin layer of sadness.
Indeed, Wen Ran wished the person lying there was her, not her beloved brother.
If it weren’t for her brother holding her tight against his body, protecting her at a critical moment that day, she would not have survived. Seeing her brother lying silent in the hospital bed, her heart was in torment, like being sliced by a knife.
Her phone in the bag suddenly vibrated. She pursed her lips, took out the phone, saw the caller ID, suppressed the intense sadness deep in her heart, and answered the phone in a calm tone:
“Hello!”
“What happened to you?”
Even so, the man on the other end of the line could still detect a slight nasal tone and downcast mood in her voice.
Wen Ran was slightly stunned, and answered in a light tone: “I’m fine. Do you need something?”
“Where are you now?”
The man on the other end responded with a question. Wen Ran stood up, walked to the window, and looked down. Below was a lawn where a few patients were resting on a bench next to the lawn, accompanied by their families. It was a serene and beautiful sight.
“I’m at the hospital.”
Watching others’ happiness and beauty, Wen Ran calmed down a bit. She turned her gaze to her brother lying on the bed, thinking that once he woke up, she would take him to sit on that bench by the lawn. Even if they just sit quietly, not saying a word, it would be a blessing.
“Open the door.”
Lost in thought, Wen Ran did not hear MO Xiuchen’s words. It was only after he repeated the instruction to open the door that she turned around and stared at the door for a few seconds before racing over and opening it. There stood the tall and handsome MO Xiuchen.
“Why are you here?”
Wen Ran looked surprised and was about to wipe her eyes when MO Xiuchen grabbed her wrist. Touching her cheeks with his warm, rough fingertips, he wiped away the tears in her eyes.
His eyebrows furrowed, and he stared deep into her eyes, giving her a stern warning in a low voice: “No more crying.”
The scent of his masculine aura was on her face, making Wen Ran’s heart flutter. She closed her eyes, avoiding his intense gaze.
“Did you hear me?”
Not receiving an answer, MO Xiuchen’s voice grew imperious. The hand on her face did not retreat, radiating warmth into her skin. Her fair cheeks gradually flushed a soft pink.
“I’ll try my best.”
Wen Ran’s voice was barely a whisper, filled with a mixture of resilience and grievance. If her brother could wake up soon, she certainly wouldn’t cry again. But seeing him lying silently in bed every day, not responding no matter how much she called out to him, how could she not feel upset?
“Not ‘try your best’, but ‘you must’. I don’t want you to cry your eyes out one day.”
After finishing his words, MO Xiuchen removed his hand from her face and strode into the ward, walking toward the bedside.
“MO Xiuchen?”
Taken aback, Wen Ran was unsure of what he was planning to do, so she called him in worry and hurriedly followed.
MO Xiuchen stopped at the bedside, his eyes solemn as he stared at the man on the bed. He said in a deep voice, “Wen Jin, I know you can hear us. Listen to me.
If you don’t wake up soon, your Wen’s Pharmaceutical Factory will be taken
away. Your sister, whom you care about so much, is being bullied every day. The murderer who killed your parents is still out there… ”
“MO Xiuchen, stop talking!”
Wen Ran grew pale as she reached out to cover MO Xiuchen’s mouth. She hadn’t told her brother certain things because she didn’t want him to worry.
MO Xiuchen turned his head to avoid her hand, and in a cold voice said, “Your sister is going to marry me, an impotent man, so she can protect your company. If you don’t want her to spend the rest of her life as a widow or cry her eyes out for you one day, you’d better wake up soon.”
“MO Xiuchen, I said stop!”
Angry, Wen Ran pushed him towards the door. Having said all he needed to, MO Xiuchen allowed her to push him out of the room.
“How could you tell my brother all that without my consent?”
Her eyes filled with tears, Wen Ran queried him. The one thing she didn’t want her brother to know was that she had secured the safety of Wen’s Pharmaceutical Company with her own marriage. Neither her brother nor her deceased parents would want her to trade her own happiness for the safety of Wen’s.
Prioritizing her over his own life, her brother wouldn’t want her to use her happiness as a trade-off to save Wen’s.
What she told her brother was mostly happy memories, hoping that those joyful recollections would awaken him, rather than fill his dreams with sadness and worry.
MO Xiuchen looked at her tearful and irritated eyes and replied indifferently with a hint of coldness in his eyes: “I’m helping you. Don’t you want your brother to wake up soon? He has to understand the current situation not to oversleep..”
