Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 11: Threatened

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mo Xiuchen’s voice was low and resounding, especially when he said the last word ‘Chen’. When the word came out of his thin lips, it had a smooth vibe for some reason. When the word reached Wen Ran’s ears, her cheeks suddenly blushed with warmth.

Astonishment flashed through her eyes. Biting her lips in embarrassment, she didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

Upon seeing that she was silent, Mo Xiuchen quickly added, “We’ve obtained the certificate, so you are my wife no matter what.”

Wen Ran was nervous that he might say more that would make things more awkward as they were, so she nodded and agreed, “Okay, I’ll remember it.”

Mo Xiuchen’s softened, and a small smile formed on his lips. “Go back to your room and rest.”

“You also rest early. Good night.”

Wen Ran went straight to the next room. She was still a bit tense.

Although the second bedroom wasn’t as luxurious as the master bedroom, or as exquisite as the decoration of the room in her home, it wasn’t bad. Furthermore, she was already tired and sleepy. She had no intention of checking out the room’s furnishings. She took a shower, climbed into bed, and fell into a deep sleep in less than 10 minutes.

***

When Wen Ran went downstairs the next morning, the atmosphere in the living room was strange.

On the spacious leather sofa, besides Mo Xiuchen, there was also a man in his 50s with an overbearing presence. She knew that he was Mo Xiuchen’s father, the current Chairman of MS, Mo Jingteng.

She had no idea what they were talking about, but she saw that Mo Xiuchen’s expression was stern, and the corners of his lips were pursed a little derisively. Mo Jingteng, who was sitting across from him, appeared livid, but he tried his best to suppress it and didn’t have an outburst.

Upon hearing footsteps coming downstairs, Mo Xiuchen glanced in her direction, then retracted his gaze and said coldly to Mo Jingteng, “Don’t bring that woman to my house next time!”

Wen Ran’s eyes flashed with surprise, and only then did she realize that there were three cups on the coffee table. Two cups were in front of Mo Jingteng. He said ‘that woman’, but Wen Ran didn’t know who he was referring to.

“You…,” Mo Jingteng spit out a word sullenly and when he saw her coming downstairs. He suppressed it, stood up, and left the sofa. When he passed the stairwell, he paused and told Wen Ran, “Since you’re married to Xiuchen, don’t be entangled with Zixuan anymore!”

Wen Ran’s eyes widened and her face was pale. What did he mean? Was he directing his anger towards Mo Xiuchen to her? What did she do?

She turned her gaze to Mo Xiuchen, who was standing near the sofa. Upon seeing his indifferent expression, she pursed her lips and calmly met Mo Jingteng’s sharp eyes, then replied neither arrogantly nor subserviently, “Father-in-law, you should tell Mo Zixuan this. It’s not me who’s pestering him. It’s the other way around.”

Read latest Chapters at WuxiaWorld.Site Only

Mo Jingteng’s already grim old face immediately turned red. His intimidating, overbearing presence threatened to overwhelm Wen Ran. He didn’t dare to do anything to his own son because of guilt, but towards Wen Ran, an outsider, he definitely wouldn’t hold back his anger anymore.

If it weren’t for Mo Xiuchen acting first and reporting later, he definitely would not have agreed to his eldest son marrying his younger son’s ex-girlfriend!

“Is this how the Wen family taught you to behave towards your elders? Surely, they must have taught you some manners?”

Wen Ran was speechless, and her hands clenched into fists. Facing Mo Jingteng’s harsh accusations, she had a hint of coldness in her voice.

“I don’t think there’s a problem with my family’s etiquette,” Wen Ran retorted. She was not having it. She had just lost her parents, and they didn’t deserve to be lambasted by anyone. “As an elder, you threatened me indiscriminately. What I said was just a fact. I’ve dated Mo Zixuan before, but it wasn’t me who betrayed him—he betrayed me. If you don’t believe me, you can go ask him yourself!”