Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2285: Chapter 89: No More Future

Qin Qingqing’s eyes flashed with surprise.

She looked up at Mo Ziye beside her, who happened to be looking at her.

Understanding the emotions in her eyes, Mo Ziye coldly said before Wen Ran could speak, "Weren’t you just complaining that after being away from home for so many years, Mom and Dad didn’t come to find you, complaining that they treat you worse than me and Momo? So how can you talk about gratitude for raising you?"

Mo Xin’s crying abruptly stopped in his questioning.

Her lifted eyes looked at Wen Ran in panic.

Frantically choking in explanation, "Mom, that’s not what I meant."

Wen Ran furrowed her brow.

A touch of anger fell into her eyes, and in the frightened gaze of Mo Xin, she calmly spoke, "Get up."

"Mom."

Mo Xin called out again.

The panic in her tone was unmistakable.

"I’ll say it again, get up!"

Wen Ran’s voice suddenly rose several notes.

Mo Xin’s face turned pale as she released her grip on Wen Ran’s leg, standing up while crying quietly, her body stiff in front of her.

Inside, she was scared.

Wen Ran seldom got angry.

But it wasn’t that she never did.

When they caused trouble as children, Wen Ran would get angry.

Mo Xin had seen Wen Ran angry, when she was, she was as terrifying as Mo Xiuchen.

Even more terrifying than when Mo Xiuchen got angry; whether it was her, Momo, or Ziye, they all feared Wen Ran’s anger.

Because when Mo Xiuchen was angry, there was still a chance Wen Ran would plead for them.

But when Wen Ran got angry, Mo Xiuchen would only get angrier and punish them.

"Ziye, Qin Qingqing, you two go into the living room and keep Grandpa, Grandma, and Granddad and Grandma company."

Wen Ran saw Mo Xin crying incessantly but not daring to make a sound, so she turned to instruct Mo Ziye.

"Mom, I’ve already asked Brother Little Hui to arrange a hotel for her; once you’re done talking, call me."

The implication being that Mo Xin wouldn’t stay.

Mo Xin clenched her hands at her sides in anger at what Mo Ziye said, but did not dare to show it.

Wen Ran looked at her and coldly asked, "If Ziye hadn’t asked Zhang Minghui to pick you up, would you simply never plan to return in this lifetime?"

"Mom, I always wanted to come back, but I didn’t dare."

Mo Xin looked at Wen Ran with tear-filled eyes.

"Since you’ve returned, clarify everything in one go."

Wen Ran pulled over a chair and sat down, taking out her phone and dialing Mo Xiuchen’s number.

Not only did she not hide the call from Mo Xin, but she deliberately let her see that she was calling Mo Xiuchen.

Seeing Mo Xin’s expression change, Wen Ran’s gaze grew even cooler.

She felt extremely disappointed.

Even though she was kind, she was no longer that simple girl from over twenty years ago.

She could discern some of Mo Xin’s thoughts from her expression and Ziye’s earlier words.

Even though they hadn’t gone looking for Mo Xin in these four years, they were not unaware of her situation.

Since leaving the Mo family, Mo Xin had lost the aura of a wealthy daughter; despite her excellent grades, things were not all smooth sailing. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Especially since her parents now depended on her for support.

From her sense of fashion, it was clear that she now lived like an ordinary girl.

"Ranran, I was just about to call you, and then your call came through." The phone rang a few times, and Mo Xiuchen’s joyful voice was heard.

Wen Ran withdrew her gaze from Mo Xin, looked at the phone screen, and smiled faintly, "Really?"

"Of course, Ranran, don’t you trust me? Did Ziye say something foolish again?"

"Ziye didn’t say anything."

"Then do you miss me and that’s why you called?" Even being over fifty, he still flirted with his wife constantly.

"If I miss you, will you appear in front of me immediately?" Wen Ran asked amusedly.

Hearing Mo Xiuchen call out "Ranran" on the phone, she interrupted him, gathering herself, and said, "Xin Xin is back; I want you to listen to her explanation."

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds.

Mo Xin held her breath during those seconds.

Though she couldn’t hear Mo Xiuchen’s words clearly.

She could hear his voice.

"Ranran, okay, I’ll listen to her explanation." Mo Xiuchen’s voice came through seriously, without a hint of laughter.

Mo Xin’s heart tightened again.

She took a deep breath before speaking softly, "Back then, I was confused; after learning about my background, I irrationally felt that you both treated Qingqing better than me..."

She said she never truly had romantic feelings for Ziye.

But wanted to separate Qingqing and Ziye purely out of jealousy over their kindness to Qingqing.

"You used those kinds of vile means against your brother and someone who grew up with you just because of jealousy and selfishness?"

Wen Ran asked sharply, her anger causing her voice to tremble.

Mo Xin cried incessantly again.

Apologize!

Besides that, there was no other explanation.

"Ranran, put the phone on speaker."

Mo Xiuchen’s deep voice came through.

Wen Ran replied and put the phone on speaker.

Mo Xiuchen’s voice echoed from the phone, "Mo Xin, you have not been a part of the Mo family for four years; do not cry and wail in front of Ranran, do not affect her mood, take everything you have to say to Ziye and Qingqing."

"Dad, I was wrong!"

Mo Xin wailed and burst into tears.

Though she was afraid of Wen Ran, ultimately the person she feared most was Mo Xiuchen.

His words meant she was no longer wanted.

Earlier, just as she stepped into the villa, she truly felt that what Zhang Minghui told her was true, if she returned to the Mo family, her life would be better than the past four years.

She wanted to return.

Panicked, she said, "Dad, can you and Mom give me another chance? I know I was wrong, and I’ve been repenting these four years, I owe you for raising me, I’ll never run away from home again, never again..."

"There is no future, your name has already been removed from the Mo family’s household registration; apart from still having the Mo surname, there’s no relationship between us."

"Dad... Mom, do you really not want me anymore?"

Mo Xin knelt again in front of Wen Ran.

Crying and begging her.

Deep down, she was even more convinced of her thoughts; they didn’t love her.

Because she wasn’t their biological daughter, they could discard her whenever.

But she was unwilling.

As Wen Ran furrowed her brows and was about to speak, Wen Jin’s angry voice was heard a few meters away, "Mo Xin, what are you doing?"

"Ranran, since Ah Jin is here, let him handle this; don’t let it affect your mood."

Mo Xiuchen said caringly to Wen Ran.

Maybe Mo Xin thought he was heartless, thought they didn’t see her as their own child, but Wen Ran knew Mo Xiuchen had given Mo Xin four years, countless chances.

She was the one who abandoned them, abandoned the Mo family, not the other way around.

"Ranran, it’s cold out here; go inside." Wen Jin’s gaze swept across the phone in Wen Ran’s hand, speaking gently.