Chapter 542 Infertile Woman

"Of course, you're awake!"

Mo Xiuchen walked towards her with a smile on his brows and a steady pace. He knew the moment she appeared in the stairwell.

His deep eyes rested on her white cheeks, and when he stared at her stunned and slightly panicked eyes, a strange emotion passed through the depths of his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his handsome and perfect face.

Wen Ran bit her lip lightly and grasped the strap of the bag tightly with her slender fingers.

She didn't expect that Mo Xiuchen would leave.

"Of course, come down."

Mo Xiuchen's tall body stood at the stairs, his handsome face looking up at her slightly, as if he had never seen the bag in her hand, and his dark eyes were filled with tenderness.

Wen Ran took a deep breath and walked towards him step by step.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by him, and the familiar breath hit her nostrils. He gently pulled her body into his arms. He stretched out his other big hand to pick up her bag very naturally, with a gentle mouth. Said: "Fortunately I didn't leave, otherwise, you would have to go to the company by yourself!"

go to company?

Wen Ran felt a pain in her heart, and a flash of emotion appeared in her eyes.

"I'll have breakfast with you first."

Mo Xiuchen seemed to really not know that she wanted to leave. He pulled her into the dining room, pulled out a chair and asked her to sit down. He raised his voice slightly and called Zhang Ma to bring breakfast, while he sat next to her. , stay with her!

Wen Ran remained silent. She didn't know what to say. The more Mo Xiuchen behaved like this, the sadder she felt.

She knew, and he should also know. How could such a shrewd man like him not know that she wanted to leave? Maybe he had guessed it, so he didn't go to work and waited at home.

Zhang Ma quickly brought breakfast, and Mo Xiuchen sat next to him and said softly: "Of course, eat it."

Wen Ran didn't dare to meet his affectionate eyes. She pursed her lips and said softly, "Yeah". She didn't know whether she didn't dare or didn't have the courage to say that she wanted to leave in front of him.

She ate her breakfast in silence, and Mo Xiuchen smiled beside her and asked her if it was delicious. She replied 'yummy', but her mouth felt like chewing wax.

After breakfast, Mo Xiuchen pulled her up and walked out of the house together, pushed her into his luxurious Aston, fastened her seat belt, then walked around the front of the car and got into the driver's seat.

Wen Ran felt sad for a while, she bit her lip, and when she saw him sitting in, she said softly: "Xiu Chen..."

"Of course, I postponed the meeting for an hour. The drive will be faster than usual in a while. You can sit tight."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Mo Xiuchen interrupted her.

As the car got on the road, Mo Xiuchen looked intently at the road ahead. In the car, only melodious and gentle music flowed. In the passenger seat, Wen Ran's clear eyes fell on his big hand, watching his slender fingers clenching the steering wheel. The force was tighter than usual, and her heart felt suffocated again.

Even though there was music playing in the car, the atmosphere was a bit weird.

"Xiuchen, we..."

"Of course, if you don't wake up, just sleep for a while. I'll call you when you get to the company."

Mo Xiuchen interrupted her again, turned to look at her, and then turned back.

Wen Ran quietly clasped his hands, pursed his lips, turned his head, and looked out the window.

Beside him, Mo Xiuchen's expression became slightly colder, his sexy thin lips pursed into a firm straight line, and his hand holding the steering wheel tightened again and again.

He knew what she was going to say, and that was the last thing he wanted to hear. He was a little annoyed and regretful about his behavior last night. After all, he was still too impatient.

He shouldn't be so eager, thinking that she was asleep, so he wouldn't push him away so decisively.

He forgot that she loved him so much, how could she allow herself to hurt him? Looking at her fair and delicate cheeks in the rearview mirror, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

When he arrived at the company, Mo Xiuchen held her hand and took the elevator upstairs just like yesterday. As soon as he entered the office, he said gently: "Of course, I'll go to the meeting first. There are a lot of things to deal with today. If you're bored, I'll I’ll find you something to do.”

Wen Ran looked into his deep eyes, hesitated for a moment, and agreed softly: "Okay!"

So, on that day, Mo Xiuchen didn't give her time to think about anything else, and arranged a lot of work for her. He himself was always busy. At noon, he took her to have dinner with clients, and in the afternoon, he was also busy.

He didn't dare to be free, didn't dare to give her a chance to speak, and didn't dare to leave her alone. Wen Ran was a little distracted, and she even made such low-level mistakes as wrong decimal points.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Ran left the office to go outside to get some fresh air.

In the bathroom, she met Cheng Jia.

"Wen Ran, wait a minute."

When she was washing her hands, Cheng Jia went in. She turned to leave, but was stopped by Cheng Jia.

There was no one else in the bathroom. Wen Ran paused and turned to look at Cheng Jia. She was wearing a professional suit and her exquisite figure was deliberately stretched out. She looked at Wen Ran with disdain: "I heard, You can’t have a baby?”

She didn't beat around the bush, her tone was not only direct, but also sharp, full of sarcasm.

Wen Ran's expression changed slightly, and the hand hanging by his side clenched involuntarily. Looking at Cheng Jia's beautiful face, he said lightly: "What does it have to do with you?"

She didn't deny it.

Because this is a fact. The more she dares not face it, the prouder Cheng Jia will be.

She suppressed her emotions and faced it as calmly as possible.

Cheng Jia snorted coldly, "Originally it doesn't matter, but don't you think it's selfish and shameless for you, a woman who cannot have children, to occupy Mr. Mo?"

"Do you think that if I leave Xiuchen, you will have a chance?"

Wen Ran didn't answer the question and returned her sarcasm.

Even if Xiu Chen wanted to find another woman, it would definitely not be Cheng Jia. She was too dirty and not worthy of her Xiu Chen.

Cheng Jia's face changed, and there was a faint hint of anger. Wen Ran's understatement hit her right where it hurt. No matter how she took the initiative or showed her kindness, Mo Xiuchen never looked at her.

"Wen Ran, if I were you, I would leave immediately. A woman who can't even give birth to a child, how can you have the nerve to rely on Mr. Mo? An industry as big as MS Group needs heirs."

"Even if I leave, Xiu Chen doesn't want you, so you don't need to worry about this kind of thing. If you worry about it, it will be in vain."

Wen Ran's tone was very calm. No matter how much pain she felt in her heart, she never showed it on her face.

Cheng Jia's face changed in anger. She took a step forward and her voice became sharper: "Who said Mr. Mo would not want me? He is temporarily confused by you. You can't have children. Soon, Mo will I will eventually wake up, abandon you, and see the good in me."

At the end of the sentence, she almost gritted her teeth.

Wen Ran looked at her angry look with some compassion, "Cheng Jia, I think you are so pitiful!"