Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Originally, Cheng Jia was looking forward to the celebration banquet tonight. She even thought about how to entice Mo Xiuchen. Even if her attempts were unsuccessful, she planned on causing some sort of misunderstanding between him and Wen Ran.

When the words “celebration banquet” came from Wen Ran’s mouth, a sinking feeling gripped Cheng Jia’s heart. She suddenly sensed a hidden meaning in her speech as if she was warning her that she would be by Mo Xiuchen’s side at the banquet.

She shouldn’t even dream about her husband!

Previously, Wen Ran told her that as long as she was there, she would not let her snatch her husband away. Now, even though she is just a chicken that doesn’t lay eggs, she still selfishly monopolizes Mo Xiuchen, such a perfect man. The more Cheng Jia thought about it, the more she hated Wen Ran.

“Yes, Ranran is right. You should go eat something. After your meal, you can go back to work.”

Mo Xiuchen wanted to send Cheng Jia, who was an eyesore, away as quickly as possible. His displeasure was evident in his tone. Even if Cheng Jia was reluctant to leave, with Wen Ran there, she couldn’t stay any longer.

She pursed her lips and said, “Mr. Mo, I will go back to my work then. I’ll consult you when you have some free time.”

“You don’t need to; take your documents with you. Later, ask Deputy General Mo your questions. If I remember correctly, I told you this morning to go to him if you didn’t understand something.”

As he ended his sentence, Mo Xiuchen’s handsome eyebrows knitted together.

“Then, I’ll leave now.”

Cheng Jia hesitated for a moment, she reluctantly picked up her documents from the coffee table and left his office.

Mo Xiuchen’s cold eyes followed Cheng Jia’s retreating figure out of his office. He moved his gaze back to Wen Ran, who was frowning slightly. His eyes narrowed as he asked with concern, “Ranran, what’s wrong?”

“Such strong perfume.”

She wafted the air in front of her. The scent of Cheng Jia’s perfume was very strong. After waiting in the office for two to three hours, she left, but the perfume scent lingered in the air.

Mo Xiuchen immediately dialed his desk phone, ordering someone to come in and take care of it.

After hanging up the phone, he comforted her softly, “Ranran, I’ve asked someone to clear the smell. Just bear with it for a few minutes; it’ll be gone soon.”

Wen Ran, seemingly deep in thought, said, “Cheng Jia hasn’t been troubling you these days, has she? The moment she saw me just now, her face completely changed.”

At her words, he chuckled and raised an eyebrow, “In that case, you should come to work tomorrow. Or better yet, accompany me to the office every day. With you there, whether it’s Cheng Jia or Li Jia, they wouldn’t dare bother me.”