Never deeply in love

As he pondered the pros and cons, a call came in. Mo Shoucheng picked up his phone and saw the familiar number. His face changed slightly and a smile appeared.

"Rourou, didn't I tell you? I'm at home, so don't call me." Although there was no blame in the words, the tone of his voice was unusually gentle.

It was his mistress, Xu Jiaorou, who had been secretly meeting with her outside because of Mo Zihan's affair. She had to rush home early.

Xu Jiaorou was a little upset, so he called to ask. For so many years, she had followed him and given birth to Mo Xiaoran for him - of course, Wen Lan didn't know about all this.

Thinking of his wife and the power of her family, Mo Shoucheng's face turned cold again, and he was even more dissatisfied with her. No man liked the feeling of being threatened.

"I just miss you so much. You only stayed with me for a while today. You'll be back soon." Xu Jiaorou could not help but whine at him.

Mo Shoucheng was very used to her coquettish obsession. "There's something urgent at home, so I had to come back early."

"It can't be that your good wife doesn't trust you." Xu Jiaorou asked him sourly, knowing that since he would answer her phone, it would be easier for him to talk.

Mo Shoucheng heard this and sneered, "What can she do if she's worried?"

At first, seeing that the wen family had helped his career, he married Wen Lan and pretended to love her. Later, at a social event, he met the charming nightclub leader Xu Jiaorou and was deeply attracted to her.

After the wen corporation was annexed by the mo corporation, he had always wanted to marry his favorite Xu Jiaorou.

"Then why are you so anxious to go back, Brother Cheng? I'm worried about you." Xu Jiao asked him softly. She knew that Mo Shoucheng liked this. She was confident that she knew this man best in bed and in life.

Mo Shoucheng's face changed slightly. Thinking of all the years Xu Jiaorou had been waiting for her, he felt pity for her, so he told her about Mo Zihan's leg recovery and promised her, "Rourou, don't worry. In any case, the mo's will definitely be Xiao Ran's."

On the other end of the microphone, Xu Jiaorou's face changed. She tried her best to win over Mo Shoucheng and gave birth to Mo Xiaoran for him. After the baby was weaned, she let him bring it into the Mo family to be raised by Wen Lan and waited for the day when she was accepted into the Mo family.

Her biggest bargaining chip was her own son, Mo Xiaoran. Mo Zihan was originally a cripple. Seeing that Mo Xiaoran was the only heir who was most qualified to take over the Mo corporation, she did not expect Mo Zihan to suddenly recover.

This made her feel that Mo Xiaoran's position was at stake, and she was even more afraid that her son could not compete with Mo Zihan and could not inherit all the family property.

"Brother Cheng, are you telling the truth?" Xu Jiaorou didn't want to believe it at all, much less accept that his hopes for many years were about to go up in the blink of an eye.

"Rourou, you must believe me..." Mo Shoucheng patiently comforted her lover, feeling more pity for her and her son, and more disgust for Wen Lan and her son.

Xu Jiaorou quickly opened his mouth and gently reminded him, "Brother Cheng, of course I believe in you. I believe that you love our son more, but Wen Lan won't agree so easily."

"Don't be afraid. She's not in charge of my affairs yet." Mo Shoucheng's face darkened.

Xu Jiaorou wanted his words, and he was very proud of them.

"Brother Cheng, you have to think about it clearly. When you annexed her family's company, Wen Lan must have been very upset about you. She wished her son could get the mo family so that she could work for her family."

She was Mo Shoucheng's mistress. When she met Mo Shoucheng and found out about his family background, she pretended not to know and took the opportunity to lie that she had fallen in love with him. After all these years, she planned to take advantage of this man to ascend the throne, live a respectable life and marry into a rich family.

It wasn't hard for her to know everything about him, so it was easy for her to know about Mo Shoucheng and Wen Lan, and to know more about their heart problems. She suggested to hit him at the right time, to separate their relationship, so that she could have a better chance.

Mo Shoucheng saw that his lover was thinking for himself and had a little more love for her.

"Rourou, don't worry. I know all these things."

"Of course, there's nothing you can hide from me. But I was really worried about you, so I said a few more words. Brother Cheng... When are you coming to see me again? I have a lot to tell you."

Xu Jiaorou could no longer sit still. On the phone, she could not see Mo Shoucheng and could not figure out his thoughts. It was better to see him and test him further. Otherwise, her many years of beautiful dreams might fall through.

Mo Shoucheng was about to answer her when the door of the study knocked twice. A moment later, wen lan came in with a fruit in her hand. She smiled at him and thought he was talking about business.

"Ah Cheng, eat some fruit before you get busy."

Mo Shoucheng's face changed. He quickly hung up the phone and looked at Wen Lan. He quickly regained his composure, "I see. You can keep it."

Wen Lan put down the fruit. Seeing that he was a little flustered, he asked him doubtfully, "Who did you call just now? Did I affect your work?"

She thought Mo Shoucheng was busy with work and didn't think much about it.

Over the years, Mo Shoucheng had been putting on a good show in front of her, not letting her see any flaws. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "President li called. He said that he also liked the land in the suburbs and asked if I could give it to him."

Wen Lan didn't know much about Mo corporation's businesses, which involved jewelry and real estate. Sure enough, he didn't say anything.

"Don't work too hard. Get some rest." Seeing that he was still busy in the study, Wen Lan was used to it and reminded him as usual.

"I see. Go back to your room and rest." Mo Shoucheng dismissed her somewhat coldly.

Wen Lan nodded and was about to go out when he couldn't help but turn around and ask him, "Ah Cheng, have you thought of how to arrange Zi Han?"

A flash of displeasure flashed through Mo Shoucheng's eyes. "Ah Lan, I'll think about it."

He looked at her and was a little unhappy. He couldn't help but ask her, "Over the years, Xiao Ran may not be your biological son, but he called you mom at all. He has always treated you as his biological mother. You only care about your son. Have you ever thought of him?"

"Ah Cheng?" Wen Lan looked at him in surprise. He couldn't believe that he thought of himself this way. He asked him angrily, "What do you mean by that? Do you think I only care about zihan?"

"Ah Lan, isn't that what you're doing now?" Mo Shoucheng asked.

Wen lan's face turned pale with anger. "Ah Cheng, I've always treated Xiao Ran as my own son. I know very well if I'm biased. You, on the other hand, I've never blamed you for favoring Xiao Ran, but you can't be too unfair to zi han."

Mo Shoucheng's eyes flashed with anger, but it was not easy to get angry. It was not the right time. For the sake of the bigger picture, he could not tear his face off from Wen Lan.

Wen Lan's face was full of disappointment. No matter how kind she was, she would inevitably have a temper when it came to her son.

Mo Shoucheng's attitude disappointed her and made her feel even more sorry for Mo Zihan.

The conversation between the two of them ended unhappily. Mo Xiaoran saw Wen Lan come out of the study with an unhappy face. After a little thought, he guessed something and was even more dissatisfied. After all, he was not her biological son. Wen Lan was in favor of his own son.

"Mom, you don't look well. What's the matter?" Mo Xiaoran suppressed his dissatisfaction and asked her with concern.

Wen Lan had to be coaxed now, or else if she really went all out to fight for Mo Zihan's family fortune, it would be troublesome. Thinking about his own mother's identity and background, before he got the mo family, he had to recognize wen lan as his own mother.

"Xiao Ran, mom's fine." Wen Lan's expression was complicated. Seeing that Mo Xiaoran cared about him, he could not help but sigh.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Mo Xiaoran was even more considerate. "I'll help you to your room to rest."

"Xiao Ran, mom has something to ask you." Wen Lan held down his hand and thought about it, but decided to ask him clearly. Mo Shoucheng's words really hurt her heart. Mo Xiaoran was raised by her own hands. No matter how much she loved Mo Zihan, she would not ignore him.

Mo Xiaoran lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes flickering, but his face remained calm, "Mom, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"You also think that mom is biased and suggested that your brother share mo's affairs. Didn't you consider your feelings?" Wen Lan felt very uncomfortable and asked him lightly.

Thinking about Mo Shoucheng's drunken promiscuity, Mo Xiaoran was born, and he had to take responsibility for his children. Not only did she not blame him, but she also accepted Mo Xiaoran, who had just been weaned, as her own son.

Mo Shoucheng actually said that about her now, which hurt Wen Lan. If Mo Xiaoran thought the same, then Wen Lan felt that his years of generosity might not be worth it.

Mo Xiaoran pondered for a moment, quickly weighed the pros and cons, smiled, and played the trick, "Mom, why do you think so? Big brother can share the company's affairs with me. We are brothers."

"You really think so?" Wen Lan's eyes lit up and he was pleased with Mo Xiaoran's attitude. Yes, in Wen Lan's eyes, they were brothers. No matter what, the mo family would be handed over to both of them in the future.

Mo Xiaoran sneered in his heart, but his face was smiling as usual. He coaxed Wen Lan, "Of course, I always hoped that big brother would take over the mo family and share my worries for dad. But dad was worried that big brother was not able to move, so he didn't agree."

When Wen Lan heard this and believed it, he smiled. "Xiao Ran, it's good that you think so. The mo family will be your brothers in the future, and that will not change."

"Mom." Mo Xiaoran smiled and pretended to tell her, "Actually, my brother is more capable than me. He is the most suitable person to take over the mo family."

Wen Lan was relieved and smiled with relief, thinking that he didn't love the child for nothing.