Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict - Chapter 684 - Chapter 684: 683, Mo Xiuchen, I miss you.

Chapter 684: 683, Mo Xiuchen, I miss you.

A certain sourness rose in Wen Ran’s heart, and the grip on her phone unknowingly tightened. She pursed her lips, gazing up at the sky, stars twinkling like crystals. Their shimmer reminded her of her longing for him, a feeling beyond measure.

“Mo Xiuchen, I miss you!”

The words of longing slipped past her lips before she even had the chance to think.

Soft and melancholic, like a gentle breeze, her words traveled through the phone to reach the ears of the man miles away. Silence filled the phone, followed by the deep and magnetic voice of Mo Xiuchen, tinged with a hint of hoarseness, “Ranran, I miss you too.”

“I met Liao Dongxing tonight.”

His voice paused, preempting her desire to see him, he changed the topic. His tone was much colder, so different to his previous words of wanting her.

A sharp sting spiraled through Wen Ran’s heart.

“Really? How did the discussion go? Did he tell you where Fu Jingyi is?”

She asked with deep concern.

“He promised to hand over Fu Jingyi to us in two days. Once we settle Fu Jingyi’s issue, I will be able to stay with you.”

His voice softened again, carrying a gentle chuckle in the end. With his handsome, affectionate face appearing before her eyes, a small smile graced her face.

“Xiuchen, Liao Dongxing and Fu Jingyi didn’t become partners overnight. It’s unlikely he will hand over Fu Jingyi to you willingly. Perhaps, they may conspire against you.”

After all, Liao Jingyi and Qin Mu’s father were sworn enemies. Knowing they had evidence of his crimes, why would Liao Jingyi trust them to let him go after handing over Fu Jingyi?

The thought of the potential danger they faced made her heart churn.

“Ranran, don’t worry.”

With his voice full of reassurance, Mo Xiuchen promised, “We’ll be cautious. Ranran, get some sleep. Be careful when climbing trees and don’t allow yourself to get scratched. Also, make sure Qing Feng and Qing Yang don’t leave the villa in the next few days.”

“I understand.”

Wen Ran pursed her lips and, preempting his next words, added, “You should sleep too, good night.”

“Good night.”

As she hung up the call, Mo Xiuchen’s unusually somber ‘goodnight’ echoed in her ears.

Looking up at the vast sky, she whispered naively to herself, “Gods in heaven, Jade Emperor, if you truly exist, please bless Xiuchen… Make him feel better…”

Such a prayer seemed incredibly childish.

But never before had Wen Ran wished so fervently for the existence of heavenly beings.

She hoped that they heard her prayers and would alleviate Xiuchen’s pain, allowing him to recuperate soon.

Shen Yuting opened the balcony door and approached Wen Ran who was gazing blankly at the sky. She smiled and gently gestured for her to sleep.

Coming back to herself, Wen Ran turned and smiled at Shen Yuting, “Sister Ting, where’s Xiaoxiao?”

“Oh, she’s engrossed in her drama.”

Shen Yuting said teasingly, her eyes scanning Wen Ran’s face in concern, “How are Mo Xiuchen and Ah Mu? Did they manage to meet Liao Dongxing?”

Wen Ran relayed the information Mo Xiuchen had shared with her, then added, “Sister Ting, don’t worry. Xiuchen has been through so much since childhood and emerged unscathed each time. It will be no different this time.”

“Mm.”

Shen Yuting nodded and said, “While the country air is refreshing, it does get a little chilly at night. Let’s not stay outside for too long.”

“Okay.”

Wen Ran gently responded before following Shen Yuting back into the room where Bai Xiaoxiao was engrossed in a drama, laughing uproariously.

“Xiaoxiao, you look so smitten.”

With a faint click, Bai Xiaoxiao looked up in shock to see Wen Ran lifting her phone. She had just taken a picture of Bai Xiaoxiao’s amused expression.

Bai Xiaoxiao scowled at her and suddenly sprang up from the bed to snatch her phone, “Ranran, give me that photo. I’m wearing something too revealing to be simply shared around.”

“Ha ha, Xiaoxiao, your reaction is a bit slow.”

Shen Yuting watched as they chased each other around the room, ending up one in front of the other by the sofa.

Grinning, Wen Ran waved her phone, “Xiaoxiao, if I send this photo to Luo Haofeng, he might get a nosebleed. I don’t know if he has ever seen you so provocative. Did you get a breast augmentation recently? They look so…”

“What are you talking about? I’ve always been well-endowed. You, on the other hand, used to be smaller than me and are now so provocative. This is all thanks to Mo Xiuchen, right?”

“Xiuchen is my husband. There’s nothing strange about that. You seem to know a lot. Could your…impressive bosom be thanks to Luo Haofeng?”

“You cheeky girl, don’t talk nonsense. You’re ruining my reputation!”

Bai Xiaoxiao yelled, hopping onto the sofa in an attempt to leap over. Wen Ran quickly retreated behind Shen Yuting, sticking her tongue out at Bai Xiaoxiao, “Xiaoxiao, did I hit the nail on the head? Is that why you’re blushing?”

Shen Yuting laughed, clutching her stomach, “Aren’t you two a bit shameless?”

“It’s Ranran who doesn’t know the meaning of shame. Despite being a married woman, she is bullying a pure maiden like me.”

“Ha ha, a pure maiden, Xiaoxiao, which part of you is pure?”

“Every part of me is pure!”

Bai Xiaoxiao charged towards them and they circled Shen Yuting, Wen Ran laughed, “Then tell us, how far have you and Luo Haofeng gone? With a handsome man like him, haven’t you ever thought of ….”

“Mo Xiuchen is still more handsome. I’m not crazy. I don’t just want to tackle every man I see,”

“Enough, Xiuchen is my husband. If you dare harbor such thoughts, I’ll strip you naked and throw you onto Luo Haofeng’s bed.”

Wen Ran said playfully while operating her phone. Suddenly, she let out a gasp, causing Bai Xiaoxiao’s heart to miss a beat.

“Ranran, you’re asking for it!”

Seeing Wen Ran’s face light up with mischief, Bai Xiaoxiao figured out that she had already sent the photo. Looking down at the sheer nightgown she was wearing, she realized how revealing it was, no matter if it was low cut or high-necked.

“Yuting, this is your fault!”

She pouted and looked at Shen Yuting, hoping she could catch Wen Ran for her.

“Eh, how is it Sister Ting’s fault?”

Wen Ran looked at them in confusion. Shen Yuting had been here when she entered, and she hadn’t understood why Bai Xiaoxiao was dressed so provocatively. Now hearing her blaming Shen Yuting, she turned to look at her, only to see a faint apologetic smile playing on her lips. Her eyes widened in realization: