Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict-Chapter 420 - : 419 He will definitely turn against
Chapter 420: 419 He will definitely turn against
“Great!”
Wen Ran looked at him with a beaming smile. Pulling away her hand that was held by him, she rolled down his sleeves, “Did you help dad with the cooking?”
“Mm. Dad was cooking alone, so I just helped out a little.”
“Are you trying to please dad?”
Wen Ran joked. Mo Xiuchen’s eyes delved deeper, and suddenly he lowered his head, kissing her lips.
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She paused, the warmth on her lips transmitted to her brain. Remembering that they were at the Gu’s house, she instinctively pushed him away.
Mo Xiuchen stayed on her lips for a moment, released her, looked at her blushing face, then hooked a smile at the corner of his mouth, “Let’s go. At noon today, you’ll get to try your dad’s culinary skills.”
“Everyone around me can cook now. Seems like, in the future, I’ll simply wait for meals to be served.”
Wen Ran uttered with emotion.
Before, she could not even tell salt and sugar apart. The initial motivation to learn cooking was for Mo Xiuchen. At that time, his birthday was approaching. She didn’t know what gift to give him, so she decided to make him a meal herself.
For a girl who knew culinary arts, that might be a simple thing. However, Wen Ran practiced time and time again to learn how to cook delicious meals. At least, her efforts moved Mo Xiuchen.
“Actually, there’s no need for you to do so. Nor is there a chance for others. I alone can make enough meals for you.”
Mo Xiuchen’s eyes were so gentle as if they could drown her. Originally, he wished to give her the best from the world. Having heard what Gu Yan said, he now not only wanted to give her the best of the world but to accompany her every second.
He had never felt this way before, where he found time so precious that he wanted to seize every minute and second of it.
When she felt that the strength of his hand holding her’s had increased, Wen Ran raised her eyebrow in puzzlement, “Xiuchen, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
Mo Xiuchen got startled, realizing he might have revealed his emotions, and immediately conjured a gentle smile.
Wen Ran’s eyes gleamed, seeing his smiling face, noble and outstandingly charming, she saw nothing unusual. She thought, maybe it was her misperception just now that he was emotionally fluctuated.
Mo Xiuchen led Wen Ran downstairs. She wanted to pull her hand away, but he insisted on holding her tightly, and she had no choice but to let him have his way.
Ah Jin and Gu Kai had already served the dishes and poured the wine. The scent of food entwined with alcohol lingered in the entire dining room.
“Ranran, come here and sit.”
Gu Yan removed his apron, sat at the dining table, and handed the rest of the things to Ah Jin and Gu Kai to handle. Seeing Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran walking in, he smiled and waved at her immediately.
“Dad, did you make all these?”
Wen Ran laughed and walked over, sitting in the chair he pulled out for her. Mo Xiuchen, sitting next to her, gently said, “All the dishes on this table were made by dad for you. So, you must eat more. We can only taste dad’s culinary skills because of you.”
“Haha, what Xiuchen said is true.”
Gu Yan laughed heartily, “All the dishes on this table were prepared for Ranran. Xiuchen, Ah Jin, and Ah Kai, you all are able to enjoy it all because of her. Ranran, taste them all. If there is anything you like, dad will often make it for you in the future.”
“Dad, you don’t have to do so.”
Mo Xiuchen gently curved his lips, calmly interrupting Gu Yan.
Gu Yan furrowed his brows, looking at Mo Xiuchen’s smiling eyes, “Why not?” frёewebηovel.cѳm
“Xiuchen is afraid you’ll steal his occupation. Dad, Xiuchen’s culinary skills are also not bad. You, on annual celebrations and when Ranran returns home, you can cook a meal for her. On usual days, when Xiuchen is around, there’s no need for you.”
Gu Kai pulled out a chair and sat down, chuckling as he explained.
Ah Jin sat down next to him, took his words and said, “Uncle Gu, if you’re going to fight over Ranran with Xiuchen, he’s definitely going to turn against you. If one day you itch to cook, just give me a call. I’m always available.”
Mo Xiuchen’s narrow eyes swept over Gu Kai and Ah Jin, “At least you two understand me.”
“So that’s how it is. Alright, for the sake of your precious Ranran, I’ll make concessions and not argue with you. Enough nonsense, let’s eat first and taste my cooking.”
Gu Yan was a straightforward person. Seeing how well Mo Xiuchen treated Ranran, he was not only moved but also filled with satisfaction and relief. Ranran had suffered too much as a kid. Now, being able to meet someone who cherished her this much was also compensation from the heavens.
Mo Zixuan took the initiative to call Xiao Wenqing.
Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi had just finished lunch, moved from the dining room to the living room sofa. Wu Tianyi lit up a cigarette, while Xiao Wenqing held the remote control, boredly flipping through the channels.
Seeing the call from Mo Zixuan, Xiao Wenqing was pleasantly surprised. She said to Wu Tianyi, who was smoking, “Zixuan must have found out about Wen Ran’s background.”
Wu Tianyi seemed less delighted, speaking indifferently, “Even if he knows, he won’t tell you. You just need to be careful with your words and not let him find out our current address.”
“Zixuan, have you found out about Wen Ran’s background?”
Xiao Wenqing didn’t believe what Wu Tianyi said and asked as soon as she picked up the phone.
“Happy New Year, mom.”
On the other end of the phone, Mo Zixuan seemed to ignore her question and cheerfully greeted her.
Xiao Wenqing smiled, “Happy New Year to you too, Zixuan. During the New Year’s holiday, aren’t you going out to have fun?”
“No, there’s really not much fun outside. It’s better to rest at home. Mom, it doesn’t feel like home without you this year.”
Mo Zixuan paused for a second before saying the second half of the sentence.
“Isn’t your dad at home?”
Xiao Wenqing’s voice softened. This was the first time she had been apart from her son for so long. During the past New Year celebrations, she would cook for her son and husband, not for Mo Jing but for Mo Zixuan.
Mo Zixuan coldly snorted on the other end of the phone, sounding a bit upset, “You know him. Besides yelling at me, saying that this isn’t right and that’s not good, there’s nothing else to talk about.”
“Why is he still like that to you?”
Upon hearing Mo Zixuan complaining, Xiao Wenqing immediately began to overflow with motherly love. In her words, she didn’t hide her spell against Mo Jing and her pity for her son.
“He’s used to being high and mighty. Except when he’s facing you, he’s a perfect gentleman, but he never has a pleasant face for anyone else.”
Not just towards him, but also towards Mo Xiuchen, Mo Jing maintained the same attitude, always keeping his aloofness.
“Mom, I don’t go back to work until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. Why don’t I come to you?”
After a moment of silence, Mo Zixuan reopened his mouth with some melancholy in his voice. It seemed that he missed her a little.
