?Chapter 963: 962 indeedmitted this crime Chapter 963: 962 indeedmitted this crime Mo Xiuchen sneered, “Your words are useless to me. Go and talk to Shen Yuting. If she won’t see you, it means she suspects you’ve been with another woman. If you truly care about her, don’t wait until it’s toote to regret it.”
“Do you all really think I climbed my way up by sleeping with women? Mo Xiuchen, if I say it’s not true, would anyone believe me?”
Jiang Liu’s voice was full of annoyance.
After a two-second pause, he gritted his teeth and said, “Actually, I should thank you. Because we look somewhat alike and you’re the president of Haochen Group, they chose me for that reason.”
“I’ve already said it doesn’t matter whether you’re exining or annoyed, you should go find Shen Yuting. I’m just the messenger. Whether you continue with her or be strangers, it has nothing to do with me.”
A trace of coldness flitted through Mo Xiuchen’s eyes. If it weren’t for Ranran, he wouldn’t have bothered to make this call.
“I understand.” Hearing Jiang Liu’s hard voice, Mo Xiuchen hung up the phone directly.
Returning the phone to Wen Ran, he said gently, “Ranran, Jiang Liu should be going to find Shen Yuting. You don’t need to worry about her anymore. Let’s go home.”
He swept a nce over Gu Kai and Wen Jin, took Wen Ran’s hand, and stood up to leave.
“Since there’s nothing wrong, I’m going home too.” Wen Jin greeted Gu Kai and followed suit.
Upon leaving the vi, a chill hit them, and Mo Xiuchen immediately wrapped Wen Ran in his coat, hugging her as they walked toward the Aston waiting at the gate.
Looking around, Wen Ran didn’t see Qing Feng and Qing Yang, she blinked in confusion, “Mo Xiuchen, did you send Qing Feng and Qing Yang away?”
Mo Xiuchen nodded, “Yes, I asked them to go back first. Ranran, get in the car.”
Before getting into the car, Wen Ran turned back and waved at Wen Jin, who smiled warmly at her, signaling her to hurry inside.
As soon as she slipped into the car, it was immediately as warm as it had been inside the house. Mo Xiuchen took the driver’s seat, turned to Wen Ran, and said, “Ranran, take off the coat.”
“Your scent, why does it feel so familiar?”
After taking off the coat, Mo Xiuchen leaned over to fasten Wen Ran’s seatbelt, and she murmured, looking at him with confused and clear eyes. She had smelled this scent twice before.
Mo Xiuchen’s movements slightly hesitated before fastening her seatbelt, and he lifted the corner of his lips into an enticing smile, “Ranran, are you suspecting me of meeting another woman behind your back?”
Wen Ran red at him, “I just find the scent familiar, but it seems like you’ve confessed by yourself. Since that’s the case, confesspletely; tell me, who is that woman?”
Mo Xiuchen chuckled lowly, lifted arge hand, cradled her head, and bent down to kiss her lips.
“Mmm…”
Wen Ran protested unhappily. How could he kiss her so abruptly every single time?
Unfortunately, her objections were ineffective, as Mo Xiuchen pried open her mouth and plundered the sweetness within. Wen Ran quickly surrendered to his domineering kiss.
Only when she obediently submitted did Mo Xiuchen satisfactorily release her, his gaze burning as he focused on her lips, now rosy and luscious from the kiss, and he hoarsely asked, “Ranran, do you know who that woman is now?”
Wen Ran red at him, breathing slightly uneven, “Hooligan.”
“Hmm, I’ll remember that. I’ll definitely live up to the charge when we get home.”
Mo Xiuchen, though insulted, felt incredibly pleased. He mischievously hooked Wen Ran’s chin with a long finger and exhaled a seductive sentence, “Ranran, rather than you calling me a hooligan, I prefer the soft moans and pleas for mercy you whisper to me.”
“Start the car.”
Wen Ran silently swatted his hand away, really, calling him a rogue was putting it too lightly.
“Alright, starting the car,” Mo Xiuchenughed joyfully twice before he buckled his seatbelt and drove off.
Once the car was on the road, Mo Xiuchen finally asked, “Ranran, about that matter regarding Fu Jingyi you mentioned on the phone this afternoon, I’m still not quite clear. You mentioned his daughter, what’s that all about?”
Wen Ran had been staring at Mo Xiuchen’s hand, fair and slender yet clearly articted. Hearing his question, she blinked and softly said, “Fu Jingyi’s daughter had a child out of wedlock, and he was furious. He said once he found the man who got his daughter pregnant, he would make him pay.”
“What’s so difficult about that, doesn’t he know which man his daughter has been seeing?”
Mo Xiuchen asked indifferently, as if mocking Fu Jingyi’s supposedpetence.
With a slight smile, Wen Ran replied, “His daughter doesn’t have a boyfriend, and moreover, she hasn’t told him how she got pregnant.”
“Seems she isn’t exactly the self-respecting type.”
“Before Xiaoxiao went abroad, I apanied her shopping and saw Fu Jingyi’s daughter. She didn’t seem like that sort of bad girl. I think she must have her reasons.”
Although, one’s nature isn’t written on their face.
But often, just through a nce or a brief conversation, you can discern a person’s character, unless they are extremely deceptive.
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“Yuting, I know you’re home. Open the door; I have something to say to you.”
In an apartment in G City.
After finishing his call with Mo Xiuchen, Jiang Liu immediately returned to Shen Yuting’s apartment. In the cold, empty corridor, his lean figure appeared somewhat lonesome, his voice urgent and tinged with a suppressed emotion.
“Go away, I don’t want to see you.”
After a long time, a faint response came from inside the door.
The voice sounded as if she had cried earlier, causing Jiang Liu’s heart to tighten. “Yuting, open the door first. Let mee in and we can talk, okay?”
Standing inside, Shen Yuting sadly watched the handsome face on the monitor. Her mind shed back to that night in the countryside, when, in front of Jiang Liu, she confessed her love to Mo Xiuchen…
After she had hurt him like that, why was he still looking for her?
“Yuting, I haven’t wronged you. My endorsement for Yu&Su’s cosmetics wasn’t due to any underhanded dealings,” Jiang Liu spoke softly from outside, since she wasn’t letting him in, he would exin from the doorway.
Inside, Shen Yuting just stared nkly at Jiang Liu on the monitor, his face ovepping with that of the man she deeply loved. Pain flickered through her eyes as she slowly crouched down.
“Yuting, I’ve made up my mind. Even if the person you love isn’t me, I still want to be with you. Even if you treat me as a substitute for your entire life, I ept it,” he said.
“During these days since we broke up, I’ve realized I can’t lose you. Yuting, please give me another chance… I can continue to mimic his demeanor, so that when you’re with me, it feels like you’re with the one you love…”
Shen Yuting’s face suddenly turned pale, she remembered the first time she was intimate with Jiang Liu; it was because his demeanor and face somewhat resembled Mo Xiuchen’s. Could she deceive herself just for a moment, for a lifetime?
No, she couldn’t deceive herself any longer. If she couldn’t be with the man she truly loved in her heart, she never wanted to see a face simr to his again. Biting her lip hard, she stood up and asked faintly, “Ah Liu, does your promise fromst time still stand?”