Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 435: 434 I will tell you later

Ten minutes later, Mo Xiuchen and Little Liu arrived at Tong Shishi’s house together.

Following Mo Xiuchen’s entry, Tong Shishi felt his sharp, dagger-like gaze piercing her and, simultaneously, the temperature in the room dropped drastically due to the chilling aura that he exuded.

Her hands involuntarily clammied up, and her body stiffened immediately.

Mo Xiuchen’s gaze swept sharply over Tong Shishi, noticing her nervous demeanor, her head almost bowing to the ground. His thin lips formed a cold, resolute line while his deep gaze shifted towards Mo Zixuan.

In his hand was a cell phone — Tong Shishi’s.

Upon seeing Mo Xiuchen looking over, Mo Zixuan raised the phone in his hand, “Wu Tianyi’s number is in this phone. He’s been contacting Tong Shishi, trying to probe Wen Ran’s background.”

“What did you tell Wu Tianyi?”

Mo Xiuchen stepped up to the front of the sofa, towering over Tong Shishi, whose face was pale with a slight tremble. She didn’t dare to meet his stern gaze. Her voice trembling, she stammered, “Young Master Mo, I… I was threatened by Wu Tianyi.”

“Getting angry at her now is pointless; she’s revealed everything she knows.”

At this point, Mo Zixuan was not afraid of Mo Xiuchen’s formidable aura. Glancing at Tong Shishi who appeared faint with fright, he nonchalantly said:

“She used this number to contact Wu Tianyi. Shortly, we can have her call Wu Tianyi to redeem herself. Then, we’ll be able to identify his and Xiao Wenqing’s hiding place.”

Mo Xiuchen’s eyes narrowed sharply, coldly fixed on Mo Zixuan’s indifferent face. “She came to see you in the afternoon; you turned off your phone in the afternoon, could it possibly mean that she has already informed Wu Tianyi?”

Mo Zixuan maintained a noncommittal stance: “Indeed, I called him a bit too late, and they have already become suspicious of me.”

“This means that Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi already know about Ranran’s background?”

When Mo Xiuchen spoke, his voice sounded as if it was echoing from a cold cellar. It was chilling to the bone. Everyone present flinched, including Little Liu who had been silent since they entered. He was both distressed and guilt-ridden.

His sorrow was due to the fact that the woman he loved turned out to be double-faced, not only duping him but also engaging in such activities.

The guilt came from the fact that Tong Shishi had informed Wu Tianyi and Xiao Wenqing. Consequently, the secret of the heiress’s background would definitely be exposed… He distinctly felt the cold aura emanating from Mo Xiuchen, and his head involuntarily dropped.

“Yes, they already know.”

Mo Zixuan didn’t feel the need to hide it anymore. Based on his understanding of Xiao Wenqing, if she intended to discover Wen Ran’s origins so desperately, she would certainly leak the news to the media.

Perhaps, by tomorrow morning, Wen Ran’s story would be the headline in major media outlets.

Mo Xiuchen’s expression underwent several changes. His handsome face turned a little pale. For a long time, the room became so quiet that even a needle dropping could be heard.

Mo Xiuchen remained silent, as did Mo Zixuan.

Tong Shishi and Little Liu both had their heads down, lost in their thoughts.

After a long while, Mo Xiuchen’s voice broke the suffocating silence. “Tong Shishi, you also don’t know where Wu Tianyi and Xiao Wenqing are hiding?”

Tong Shishi lifted her bowed head, glanced at Mo Xiuchen’s frosty face, then lowered her gaze again, “I don’t know where he is, but I know he has informants in G City. When I went to find Zixuan at noon, I felt someone following me.”

Mo Xiuchen’s gaze deepened, “Is that number Wu Tianyi’s?”

“Yes, he gave it to me, saying I could contact him using this number.”

Right in front of Mo Xiuchen, Tong Shishi didn’t dare to lie. She spoke slowly and clearly, word by word.

Mo Xiuchen took out his phone and dialed Lu Zhiyan, then spoke to Tong Shishi, “Call Wu Tianyi now. Do you know what to say?”

Tong Shishi was somewhat scared, but she tried hard to keep her voice steady, “I’ll call and ask him if he has more work for me. If he doesn’t, I’ll go on a trip for a few days.”

“Hmm, don’t let him notice any anomalies.”

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly. Once Tong Shishi had a conversation with Wu Tianyi, he could find his location.

“I understand.”

Tong Shishi nodded immediately and took a deep breath to steady herself.

Mo Zixuan handed the cell phone to Tong Shishi. Her hand, holding the cell phone, was still trembling slightly.

“Don’t be afraid or nervous.”

Mo Zixuan reminded her in a low tone.

“Yes.” Tong Shishi nodded. It was not true that she wasn’t nervous. The man in front of her had such a powerful aura; there was no way she could not be scared.

“I’ll step outside so Wu Tianyi won’t suspect anything from your voice.” Seeing Tong Shishi’s nervousness, Mo Xiuchen said it casually and turned to leave through the doorway.

Mo Zixuan frowned but remained silent.

Tong Shishi watched Mo Xiuchen leave the living room, pursed her lips, then finally dialed Wu Tianyi’s number.

After Mo Xiuchen left, Wen Ran sat on the couch watching TV, waiting for him to return.

In the warm ambiance of the master bedroom, without his presence, she wasn’t quite as happy as before, even with the TV for company.

After waiting for nearly an hour, she finally heard footsteps coming from the staircase amidst the sound of the TV. Those familiar, steady steps filled her with a tender smile. She put down the remote in hand, got off the couch, padded barefoot to the door, and opened it to see Mo Xiuchen’s tall and straight figure in front of her.

“Ranran!”

Mo Xiuchen looked at Wen Ran inside the room. The sight of her clad in a nightgown, looking beautiful, and radiant, especially the anticipation and joy shining in her watery eyes upon his return, tightened his heart. He bent down and pulled her into his arms.

“Ah!”

Wen Ran emitted a low cry of surprise. Her body felt afloat, her hands instinctively hugging his neck. The familiar scent comforted and satisfied her.

“Ranran, have you been waiting anxiously?”

Mo Xiuchen held her but didn’t rush inside the room. Instead, he bent his head down and looked at her tenderly.

“No, I’ve been watching TV.”

Wen Ran explained while smiling. Then, she looked at the liquid crystal display, which was still playing a television drama.

Mo Xiuchen curved his lips into a smile and gently kissed her forehead, then softly told her, “I did something without asking for your consent. I hope it will surprise you.”

Wen Ran blinked her eyes curiously, “What is it?”

“I’ll tell you later. For now, let’s finish what we started.”

His gaze lingered on her tender lips, the depth of his eyes shimmered with a faint light. Carrying her, he walked towards the expansive bed in the middle of the room.

Obviously, Wen Ran knew what he referred to by ‘what we started.’ The fluttering in her heart turned erratic when he lowered his head to kiss her. The familiar and intense masculine scent filled her senses as she collapsed onto the soft sheets with the imposing figure of the man covering her.