Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict-Chapter 991 - 990 Wedding (Part 1)

Chapter 991: 990 Wedding (Part 1)

Chapter 991: 990 Wedding (Part 1)

Mo Xiuchen gently patted her shoulder twice, comforting her, “You’re right, no matter how good of friends Li En and Bai Yiyi are, he shouldn’t dig into other people’s secrets. Unveiling scars that people don’t want to mention, he’s doing that just to find any possible opportunity to become Bai Yiyi’s boyfriend, or even husband.”

Wen Ran furrowed her brows, “His words made it sound like I know who that man is, I really can’t figure it out.”

A contemplative look flashed through Mo Xiuchen’s eyes, and after a moment, he said, “Ranran, he mentioned having a clue, but he’s not sure who the person is. It’s possible that someone you know has had contact with Bai Yiyi. If we rule that out, then his response would be an instinctive rebuttal out of anger due to your persuasion, and not a fact.”

“If that’s the case, I hope it’s the latter.”

Wen Ran pursed her lips and spoke softly.

From Li En’s tone, if he found out who that man was, he definitely wouldn’t let it go. And since Bai Yiyi was now her friend, she didn’t want an irresponsible man known to them to be involved.

Most importantly, there were only so few men around her.

She didn’t want to involve anyone nor could she think of anyone who might be connected to Bai Yiyi.

Mo Xiuchen smiled gently and said, “Don’t worry, it must be the latter. From Li En’s tone, if it were someone you know, it would definitely be someone you’re close with. There are only a few men around you, it can’t possibly be Ah Kai and Ah Mu.”

“Mhm.”

Wen Ran lowered her eyes, suddenly recalling words from her brother Gu Kai. She frowned slightly but before she could think further, Mo Xiuchen had lifted her in his arms, “Ranran, stop thinking about it. Go to bed early tonight, there’s something important tomorrow.”

He carried her to the bed, his tall frame covering her…

**

That night, Mo Xiuchen didn’t tire Wen Ran.

He only sought a long French kiss, and during their moment of passion, he stopped.

He held her in his arms and whispered in her ear, “Ranran, I won’t tire you tonight, there’s something very important tomorrow.”

Wen Ran thought he was referring to work, with the holiday nearing, things were busy.

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Indeed, it wasn’t a good time to be too tired.

The next morning when she woke up, Mo Xiuchen was no longer in bed. Wen Ran grabbed the clock to look, and the next second, she sat up abruptly.

“Ah, how is it already eight-thirty? Xiuchen, that rascal, didn’t even wake me.”

Wen Ran complained, put down the clock, jumped out of bed, and hurried into the dressing room to find clothes to wear.

When she went downstairs, Qing Feng and Qing Yang were in the living room, but there was no sign of Mo Xiuchen. She furrowed her brows, was about to ask Qing Feng and Qing Yang when Qing Feng spoke first, joyfully saying, “Miss Wen, you’re awake. Young Master Mo said, after you have breakfast, we’re to take you somewhere.”

“Where to? Didn’t Xiuchen go to work?”

Wen Ran asked, puzzled.

Qing Feng and Qing Yang both had faces full of triumphant joy, as if they couldn’t hide their happiness, “Miss Wen, you’ll know soon enough.”

“Ma’am, please have breakfast first.”

Nanny Zhang came out from the kitchen, smiling.

Wen Ran nodded, her phone rang, she answered the call, “Xiuchen.”

“Ranran, have you gotten up?” Over the phone, Mo Xiuchen’s voice cheerfully came through. Wen Ran looked at Qing Feng and Qing Yang in front of her and also at Nanny Zhang, their faces all wore expressions of joy.

“Yes, I just got up. Why didn’t you wake me?”

“I left early due to some work. Ranran, after breakfast, let Qing Feng and Qing Yang bring you over.”

“Where are you, not at the office?”

Wen Ran asked curiously, wondering if it was the surprise he had been mysteriously planning these past days.

“You will know once you get here, Ranran, have your breakfast first.”

Mo Xiuchen was still unwilling to tell her by this time, but Wen Ran had gotten used to such responses. “Okay, then I will hang up first.”

**

Qing Feng and Qing Yang took Wen Ran to a luxurious hotel in G City.

A server immediately came to greet them and led them on the elevator to a room where a few people were waiting inside.

Wen Ran’s eyes flickered as she turned to look at Qing Feng and Qing Yang.

“Miss Wen, these are the makeup artist and hairstylist.”

“Mrs. Mo, please sit over here.” A young woman came forward and greeted Wen Ran with a smile.

Wen Ran looked at Qing Feng, “…”

She opened her mouth but said nothing, walking over to sit down.

She let the makeup artist and hairstylist fuss over her face and hair. A server brought over some milk a while later, and she took a sip.

Mo Xiuchen called.

“Ranran, don’t worry, I will come to pick you up soon.”

“Mo Xiuchen, are you…?”

Several ideas flashed through Wen Ran’s mind, the most likely of which was also the one she least wanted to believe.

She didn’t end up asking, quickly changing the subject jokingly, “When you come later, you might not even recognize me.”

Naturally beautiful, not only were her facial features delicate and pretty, but her skin was also creamy and flawless, pampered with only some basic skincare and light makeup regularly.

Rarely was she made up like now, looking at herself in the mirror, she felt like a stranger.

“Then let’s try, see if I recognize the wrong person,” Mo Xiuchen’s deep laughter came from the phone, Wen Ran didn’t want to disturb the makeup artist next to her and didn’t chat much with him before hanging up.

Mo Xiuchen had just entered the room when the makeup artist and hairstylist finished.

“Ranran!”

Hearing the voice, Wen Ran turned her head and her gaze collided with Mo Xiuchen’s profound eyes.

The man, handsome and noble, was dressed in formal attire that hugged his sexy physique, incomparably elegant and refined.

She broke into a radiant smile between her brows and eyes, watching him stride towards her with tender eyes.

The others tactfully left the room, Mo Xiuchen walked up to Wen Ran, his gaze deeply fixed on her, “Ranran, truly beautiful.”

Wen Ran blushed slightly with a touch of shyness, softly calling him, “Mo Xiuchen!”

He caught her hand, pulling her up from the chair, scrutinizing her affectionately, “Ranran, you might have guessed already.”

Wen Ran looked up at him, “Is it as I guessed?”

Mo Xiuchen chuckled softly, his voice husky, “I suddenly feel a bit regretful now.”

“Regretful of what?” Wen Ran blinked in confusion.

He pulled her a bit away from himself, sighed, and said, “If it weren’t for not wanting to aggrieve you, I really wouldn’t want any other man to see you this beautiful.”

He wanted to admire her beauty alone. If someone else saw it, he would feel jealous.

Wen Ran was amused by him, “Anyway, no one knows right now, so how about we just sneak out quietly?”

“Mm, but let’s wait a bit.”

Mo Xiuchen restrained his smile, adopting a serious look as if he really was going to regret and take her away. He released her hand and walked to the side, opening a cupboard to take out a delicate box.