Chapter 823 Threatening You to Cook?

Mo Xiuchen smiled and stretched out his arm in front of Wen Ran, as high as a king, with a noble and elegant smile on his lips, looking at her without saying anything.

Wen Ran met his smiling eyes, understood immediately, and gently pushed the sleeve he stretched out in front of him onto his arm. Mo Xiuchen raised the corner of his lips with satisfaction, stretched out his other arm, and praised: "Ranran ,You are really smart."

She understood without him having to say anything.

This should be a tacit understanding between them.

Wen Ran was not modest either. He raised his beautiful eyebrows and said proudly, "Of course, I have always been very smart."

I'm just stupid sometimes, she added in her mind.

After rolling up his sleeves, Mo Xiuchen started to wash the vegetables. Wen Ran wanted to help, but he refused, so she had to stand aside and watch him busy. After a while, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to record the process of him washing and cooking. After coming down, although Mo Xiuchen did not turn around to look at her, when she raised her phone, he smiled fondly and said: "Of course, you want to record this as evidence, so that you can threaten me to cook for you for the rest of my life. Do you want to eat?”

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at her with burning eyes.

Wen Ran's face heated up and he said angrily: "Is it better to threaten you to hand over the money than to threaten you to cook?"

"No problem." Mo Xiuchen agreed readily. After saying that, he reached into his trouser pocket with one hand, took out his wallet and stuffed it into her hand, "Well, of course, these are all for you."

Not to mention giving you money, he would be willing to give it to him.

Wen Ran looked at him funny. She was talking about having fun, but she really wanted his wallet. However, she stared at his wallet and frowned slightly.

"Is there something wrong, Ran Ran?"

Seeing her frown, Mo Xiuchen's smile faded slightly and he asked with concern.

"Did you buy this wallet?"

Hearing her words, Mo Xiuchen suddenly smiled again, "Of course, do you think Cheng Jia bought the wallet I used?"

"I've never seen him before." Wen Ran said softly, her cheeks flushed. She was obviously jealous.

"Of course, I bought this wallet myself. I threw away the one Cheng Jia gave me. At that time, she said that the wallet was mine, but I didn't like it. Later, I bought one myself. It was not just a wallet, but also clothes. I also bought it myself."

His low and gentle words touched Wen Ran again.

"Xiuchen, you are so smart."

"Of course. If I wasn't smart, how could I have found a wife as lovely as Ran Ran?" After Mo Xiuchen's words came out, Wen Ran's originally red face instantly turned crimson. She glared at him and said: " I'm hungry, hurry up and cook." He turned around and left.

"Of course, where are you going?"

Mo Xiuchen asked immediately when he saw her leaving.

"I'm going to watch TV outside." Wen Ran left the kitchen without looking back and went to the living room to turn on the TV. He sat alone on the sofa and used the remote control to adjust the channel of a variety show. However, the LCD The handsome men and beauties on the screen couldn't attract her attention. She turned on the TV and looked at the man in the kitchen.

The mere sight of her back filled her heart with sweetness and happiness. She just looked at him quietly, tenderly and attentively.

At the same time, in the cafe on the first floor of the shopping mall, Cheng Jia squeezed the spoon in her hand, and Mo Xiuchen's words "After losing my memory, I fell in love with Ranran again" echoed over and over in his ears.

Her complexion turned from white to green, and then from green to white.

The complaint of the woman at the next table reached her ears: "...This really has nothing to do with me. It's all about that bad woman Wen Ran, who wants to pretend to be Bai Xiaoxiao..."

Hearing the name Wen Ran, Cheng Jia's face suddenly changed, with a cold look in her eyes, she tilted her head and looked at the woman at the next table.

It was a young woman, holding a spoon in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. Although it was just a side profile, Cheng Jia could clearly see the anger on her face. A sneer flashed in her heart, she looked back and continued to listen to what she said on the other end of the phone. People complain.

It seems that there are many people who hate Wen Ran in this world.

However, Cheng Jia didn't know who this woman was. After listening to her talk on the phone, she roughly understood that this woman was not here to rob Mo Xiuchen. This made Cheng Jia feel more comfortable.

Even now, she doesn't think she has lost. Her obsession with Mo Xiuchen is so deep that she will not let go until she dies.

She thought for a few minutes. When the woman paid and left, Cheng Jia stood up, paid and walked out of the cafe. Walking with her to the parking lot, she stopped her and said, "Miss, please wait a moment."

Just as Qi Meiling was about to open the car door and get in, she heard a voice from behind. She turned her head, looked at Cheng Jia coldly, and asked arrogantly: "You called me?"

Cheng Jiahui smiled and nodded: "Yes, Miss."

Qi Meiling narrowed her eyes and looked at her carefully: "What's the matter?"

Cheng Jia still had a good attitude, with a smile on her face and a gentle tone: "Just now, I overheard you talking on the phone, Miss. You seemed to hate Wen Ran."

Qi Meiling's face suddenly changed, and a sharp look burst out in her eyes: "Do you know Wen Ran, or do you want to say something good for Wen Ran?" Her tone was very bad, and she could meet people who were related to Wen Ran wherever she went. People are really depressed.

"Of course not, it just happens. I also hate Wen Ran. If you want to teach Wen Ran a lesson, or vent your anger, I can help you. What do you call me, Miss?"

Cheng Jia knew from Qi Meiling's clothes that this woman came from a very good family, presumably from a rich family.

She hoped that the richer and more powerful she would be, the better, and that she would have a strong backing so that she could deal with Wen Ran.

Qi Meiling snorted and looked at Cheng Jia with disdain: "Why did I tell you, and why did I believe you."

After saying that, she opened the car door and bent down to get in the car. Cheng Jia felt anxious when she saw this, and instinctively reached out to grab Qi Meiling's arm, wanting to say a few more words. Unexpectedly, Qi Meiling looked at the soft and weak girl and not only reacted quickly He grabbed her wrist with such force that she screamed on the spot.

"you……"

Cheng Jia's face turned pale in pain, and cold sweat rolled down her forehead. The panic, anger, shock and other countless emotions in her eyes finally turned into pain.

Qi Meiling's appearance and personality are completely opposite. She is not as weak and harmless as she appears. Not only that, she also vented her anger towards Wen Ran in the past two days on the woman in front of her.

There was only a soft click, and Cheng Jia screamed again, her face turning pale.

Qi Meiling coldly snorted and shook off her hand. Looking at Cheng Jia who was in so much pain that she couldn't stand upright, she sneered and said, "You just said you could help me deal with Wen Ran? It's ridiculous. You can't even protect yourself." None, don’t show up in front of me again.”