"You answer the phone first and listen to what Uncle Bai has to say."

Seeing that the bell in Bai Xiaoxiao's hand kept ringing over and over again, Wen Ran frowned and reminded gently.

Bai Xiaoxiao nodded, took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, and didn't put the phone to his ear, and shouted through the phone, "Dad, what's the matter?" ”

"Bai Xiaoxiao, you give me an immediate back!"

Fortunately, she didn't put the phone to her ear, otherwise her ear would have been deaf by her father's roar, and even Wen Ran, who was sitting opposite, could hear the voice on the other end of the phone clearly.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Bai Xiaoxiao pretended to be stupid and asked, knowing very well in his heart, it must be related to Luo Haofeng.

"Luo Shao called me just now and said angrily, our company's employees ****** him, and the hard-won cooperation is in vain, Bai Xiaoxiao, you did a good job, if you don't handle things well, you don't have to call me Dad!"

It seems that this time her father is really angry.

"Okay, I'll go back right away."

Bai Xiaoxiao frowned, and secretly scolded Luo Haofeng in his heart, that villain, such a trivial matter has to be taken care of.

"Ranran, you call Mo Xiuchen and ask him to help, don't believe Luo Haofeng's villain's words, if the opportunity to cooperate with MS Group is gone, my dad will kick me out of the house."

Because of Bai Xiaoxiao's words when he left, Wen Ran sat behind the desk and really dialed Mo Xiuchen's number.

However, the results disappointed her.

Mo Xiuchen said lightly on the other end of the phone: "I handed over the case with the Bai family to Ah Feng to be responsible, and I gave him the right to make full decisions." However, I can't help with this. ”

Wen Ran frowned on the other end of the phone, and said 'oh', not embarrassed Mo Xiuchen.

"Xiuchen, it seems that you haven't been incorrigible to the point of heavy sex and light friends, don't worry, I'm just teaching Bai Xiaoxiao's dead girl a lesson, and I won't let Wen Ran complain about you."

On the top floor of the MS Building, Luo Haofeng's happy laughter echoed in the president's office, Mo Xiuchen snorted coldly, and ordered the eviction of customers unhappily: "Go back to your office if you have nothing to do, don't be an eyesore here." ”

Just now, when he heard Wen Ran's faintly disappointed 'oh', his heart tightened inexplicably, looking at Luo Haofeng at this moment, it was not pleasing to the eye.

Luo Haofeng whistled unconcernedly and left his office in a happy mood.

After the office door was closed, Mo Xiuchen pondered for a moment, took out his mobile phone again, and was about to call back to tell Wen Ran that Luo Haofeng was just punishing Bai Xiaoxiao for looking for someone at noon for his behavior, but the mobile phone rang suddenly.

It was Xiao Liu who called!

"Young Master, Cheng Jia committed suicide by cutting his wrists......"

Mo Xiuchen frowned, and asked calmly, "Can you save it?" ”

"I don't know, the doctor is resuscitating. I was afraid that it would be too far to send her to Kangning Hospital, so I sent her to the nearest hospital. ”

Xiao Liu's voice was a little strange, I don't know if he was too shocked by Cheng Jia's behavior, or if he was worried like Wen Ran, after that **, he had a different emotion towards Cheng Jia.

"Well, I'm a little busy right now, you're watching in the hospital and I'll tell the results in a moment."

Mo Xiuchen didn't ask Cheng Jia why he committed suicide by cutting his wrists, how did Xiao Liu know, a trace of darkness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and in an instant, he was replaced by layers of coldness and indifference.

"Okay, young master."

***

Wen Ran knew that Cheng Jia committed suicide by cutting his wrists after returning home.

Mo Xiuchen had to socialize at night, this was told to her when she was sent back to the company at noon, after work, she did not go home immediately, but went to the hospital to accompany her brother Wen Jin to dinner.

It was after nine o'clock in the evening that she arrived home.

Zhang's mother was cooking soup, and when she came back, she immediately asked her enthusiastically if she had eaten. She asked casually, and Zhang's mother told her that Cheng Jia committed suicide by cutting her wrists in the afternoon, but fortunately she was rescued when she found it immediately.

She made these soups to send to Cheng Jia to drink.

"Does Xiuchen know?"

Wen Ran was slightly stunned, her eyes looked at the kitchen wafting out of the fragrance, and Mama Zhang nodded: "It's the eldest young master who asked me to make some soup, and Xiao Liu will come back to get it later." ”

"Okay, then you can keep busy, I'll go upstairs first."

***

Mo Xiuchen's entertainment was over, and it was already eleven o'clock.

Because what he did at noon annoyed Qin Mu, so at tonight's dinner, Qin Mu pushed the wine he should drink in front of him under the pretext of being unwell.

He pretended to be too similar, and Mo Xiuchen had no choice but to drink his share of wine.

Fortunately, he drank a lot of alcohol, and although he drank a lot of alcohol, he was not drunk, and his brain was very sober.

When she arrived at the hospital ward, Cheng Jia hadn't slept yet, her eyes were staring at the ceiling in a daze, her face with excessive blood loss was pale and bloodless, and she hadn't seen her for a few days, she was really pale and haggard, and it was ugly compared to the previous head injury.

Seeing Mo Xiuchen, her eyes changed, but she was only surprised, she didn't show surprise, perhaps, she was already dead, but when he entered the ward and walked towards her, she smelled the smell of wine and frowned slightly, and said to Xiao Liu: "Mo Shao must be very uncomfortable after drinking, why don't you send him back, take him to the hospital?" ”

Xiao Liu's face also changed slightly, this was the first thing Cheng Jia said to him after he was rescued.

That tone sounds a little weird, but I can't tell what's weird.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Cheng Jia with deep eyes: "I heard Xiao Liu say that you committed suicide by cutting your wrists in the afternoon, what's going on?" ”

Cheng Jia didn't seem to want to look at him, lowered his head, bit his lower lip, and then said quietly: "I don't have the face to live." ”

Mo Xiuchen sneered coldly, "Just because you have a relationship with Xiao Liu, you feel that you have no face to live?" Cheng Jia, do you think Xiao Liu is not worthy of you, or is it because all this is too different from your original plan. ”

"Big young master!"

Xiao Liu shouted eagerly!

Mo Xiuchen turned his head and looked at Xiao Liu sharply, the latter's eyes shrank, and his expression froze for a moment.

"I'll ask Mama Zhang to make some soup, and you can bring it back."

Moxiu Temple's eyes swept over the small table in front of the sick**, there was no thermos box on it, and in the ward, there was only the smell of disinfectant water, no other taste, presumably Zhang's mother's soup, Xiao Liu had not gone back to get it.

"Good!"

Xiao Liu nodded, walked out of the ward quickly, and closed the door with his backhand.

In the ward, Cheng Jia looked at Mo Xiuchen with complicated eyes, and in her heart, she couldn't tell what she felt, some doubts, some shocks, and a trace of secret joy that she forced herself to suppress in the depths of her heart.

She thought that he hated her to death, but unexpectedly, he also asked Zhang's mother to make soup for her.

Could it be that he still cares about her a little?

Even if it's because she still has use value, she is willing, as long as he still cares about her a little.