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“MO Xiuchen was too close to Wen Ran. When he spoke, the warm scent of manhood sprayed into her earlobe, causing her body to shiver slightly and her heartbeat to suddenly lose rhythm under his gentle touch.

A blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

When she turned her head and locked eyes with MO Xiuchen’s deep and mysterious gaze, her heart strings, felt as if they were suddenly tugged by an invisible hand. She shook her head subconsciously:

“No, haven’t I just come back?”

MO Xiuchen hummed in response, the corners of his slender lips lifted slightly. He was satisfied with her answer. He gently brushed his large hand on the back of her chair, and added casually, “After dinner, drop me off at the office first. I have something to tell you.”

“Okay!”

Wen Ran nodded gently. She noticed Cheng Jia across the table, lowering her head and nibbling on her chopsticks, deep in thought. In her heart, Wen Ran realized that MO Xiuchen’s actions were likely intended for Cheng Jia’s benefit.

After the meal, MO Xiuchen asked Gu Kai to drive Cheng Jia back to the Nanqin Hotel, while he sat in the luxurious Aston on the passenger side. He waited for Wen Ran to sit in the driver’s seat and fasten his seat belt.

Inhaling the faint, pleasant fragrance of her body, a glint of light flashed in the depths of his eyes. As she withdrew after fastening his seat belt, he suddenly grasped her wrist.

Wen Ran was caught off guard when her wrist was seized. A slight tremor ran through her body as she almost fell into his arms. Her eyes widened in shock. “Don’t you want to know what the relationship between Cheng Jia and I is?”

MO Xiuchen’s handsome face was just inches from hers, his gaze piercing and mysterious.

Wen Ran stared at him blankly. When had she ever said she wanted to know what his relationship with Cheng Jia was?

“Don’t you want to know?”

Seeing her silence, a trace of displeasure seeped into MO Xiuchen’s voice. He slightly tightened the grip on her hand, bringing them closer together, their breaths intertwined.

Wen Ran was unsure whether she was disoriented by his question, or whether his closeness had disrupted her thoughts.

The space inside the car felt too small for them, and their position was far too intimate, leaving her mind in a whirl.

“Wen Ran, remember that I am your husband.”

MO Xiuchen released her hand and his low, resounding voice echoed in the car. When he finished speaking, he turned his head away, no longer looking at her.

Wen Ran frowned, looking at his somewhat cold and stern face. She really couldn’t understand where she had offended him.

MO Xiuchen turned his head back and looked at her with a deep gaze. “No matter who I’m with, you don’t need to hold back.”

Finally, after a long time, Wen Ran realized what he was upset about. An unusual feeling rose in her heart, and she blinked guiltily before finally admitting: “I’m not avoiding you because I saw you with another woman. I just don’t find Cheng Jia likable, despite her being the one who saved your life, hence why I left.”

Assured that she wasn’t lying, MO Xiuchen’s stern face softened slightly. In a relaxed tone, he echoed: “It’s normal that you don’t like her. She may have saved my life when we were young, but I don’t like her either – just like you.”

Wen Ran thought she had misheard. What did MO Xiuchen mean by saying that he didn’t like the woman who had saved his life?

“Why?”

Wen Ran spoke, and suddenly, MO Xiuchen laughed.. The bewitching and enchanting smile, he stared at her for a few seconds before he gently opened his lips and huskily said, “If I am to fancy someone, it would only be you, not any other woman!”