Chapter 42: 042 Don ‘t move!
Translator: 549690339
“Ranran, you wouldn’t be unaware, would you?”
Zhou Lin stared straight at Wen Ran, observing every minute change in her expression, and asked with a feigned concern.
Wen Ran offered a faint smile, “Of course I know, this weekend is MO Xiuchen’s birthday. But, has MO Zixuan agreed to marry you?”
Zhou Lin froze, cursing Wen Ran in her heart, then proudly arched her eyebrow, “Of course, Zixuan even said, maybe I’m carrying the MO family’s child. MO Xiuchen can’t perform in that area, so he is hoping that I will continue the MO family line.”
Not to mention, MO Zixuan would never say those words, even the call was not from him.
Zhou Lin just received a call that was made by Xiao Wenqing, who also gave her that news. It’s not that Xiao Wenqing is particularly fond of her, but she had slept with MO Zixuan and her father had some indecent dealings with her.
She would agree to her marrying MO Zixuan, of course, hoping that her belly really carries the MO family’s bloodline, if she gives birth to a son she could receive five percent of the shares.
Realizing she could soon become the wife of the MO family, Zhou Lin’s smug color on her face deepened, “Ranran, since you are also going to the MO’s, let’s go together.”
If she goes with Wen Ran, at least she won’t be driven out by MO Zixuan.
If she was alone, it might be a bit dangerous.
Wen Ran apologized with a smile, saying, “I’m afraid I can’t do that, it’s MO Xiuchen’s birthday that day, I have to be with him. You can call MO Zixuan to pick you up!”
Zhou Lin laughed it off: “Zixuan did say he was coming to pick me up, but I thought it was fine to go with you, since you’ll be accompanying MO Xiuchen, I
won’t force it.”
“Get in the passenger seat, I’ll drive.”
Outside the MS Group Building, MO Xiuchen’s tall and slim figure stood next to the luxurious Aston, his distinct, large palm opened the driver side door, and he spoke softly to Wen Ran who was sitting inside.
The sunset glow was just right on his side, with half of his handsome face bathed in sunlight and the other half in shadows, making his already handsome facial features even more profound. Wen Ran looked at him in surprise, “You’re driving?”
‘Yes!”
MO Xiuchen nodded, his hand still gripping the door handle, his deep eyes swept over her fingers on the steering wheel, he suddenly leaned down to unfasten her seatbelt.
“Don’t move.”
MO Xiuchen, perhaps intentionally, lowered his head into the car. His warm breath fell into her ear, Wen Ran’s sensitive skin stirred a bit. Her face flushed.
MO Zixuan, who came out of the company, saw MO Xiuchen leaning over, one hand on the door handle, the other hand inside the cabin, as if he was canoodling with the person inside the car.
His hand, hidden in his pocket, suddenly clenched into a fist, his gaze fixed on the Aston parked on the side of the road, as if fire would spew from his eyes.
In the driver’s seat, Wen Ran really dared not move, she sat stiffly on her seat, her clear eyes stared at the mirror.
MO Xiuchen gracefully and slowly unfastened her seatbelt, took a step back, and let her get out of the car.
Wen Ran got out of the car and immediately saw MO Zixuan standing about ten meters away. He was staring in their direction with an angry face. She frowned, walked around to the front of the car, opened the passenger side door and got in.
MO Xiuchen’s mouth hooked into a slight curve, he bent down to get into the car, seeing MO Zixuan walking towards the parking lot, he then said to Wen
Ran, “Buckle up”..
