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Mo Zixuan pursed his lips, his tone somewhat cold.

His hands, resting at his side, slowly tightened into fists. Mo Jingteng’s gaze swept over his clenched fists and paused at his cold, hard-set facial features. “Zixuan, are you still unable to let go of Wen Ran?”

With a flicker in his eyes, Mo Zixuan avoided Mo Jingteng’s piercing gaze. “Dad, I just want to manage the company well now. I haven’t thought about anything else.”

“What if I asked you to choose between the company and Wen Ran, which would you choose?”

It was as if Mo Jingteng did not hear his words, asking solemnly instead.

“Dad?”

Mo Zixuan looked at him with a mixture of confusion and surprise. Seeing his serious face, it didn’t seem like he was lying. His heart began to beat wildly.

Wen Ran!

The moment he heard this name, an image of her radiant smiling face would appear before him. It would be a lie to say he didn’t want her.

However, he couldn’t admit this in front of his father, much less speak the truth.

“Zixuan, you currently hold a substantial amount of shares in MS Group. If Xiuchen returns to the company, your dividends each year will be guaranteed. But if you insist on sitting in the CEO’s chair yourself, not only will you be unable to guarantee your own interests, you may end up being the downfall of the company, shattering countless dreams and futures.”

Mo Zixuan’s face turned slightly pale, suppressing the anger in his heart.

“Why not just have Wen Ran and let Xiuchen return to the company to continue as the CEO? ”

Mo Jingteng said gently as if gently tempting him. It would be easier if Zixuan agreed. After all, both of them were his sons, and he couldn’t bear to see them fight each other.

A range of emotions played across Mo Zixuan’s face as his mind raced to decipher Mo Jingteng’s intentions.

Mo Jingteng wasn’t in a rush. He closed his eyes and leaned against the bedhead, waiting patiently for him to consider.

The hospital room was silent.

Mo Zixuan could clearly hear his own heartbeat, echoing in his eardrums, growing louder and faster.

“Mo Xiuchen won’t agree.”

After a long while, Mo Zixuan’s voice, tinged with suppressed emotions, sounded.

Mo Jingteng responded uncommittedly, “Of course, he won’t agree. But if he doesn’t know that Wen Ran is with you, then that’s a different story.”

**

Wen Ran was having a great time in A City.

For several days, Mo Xiuchen had accompanied her to visit various scenic spots in A City, taking many photos for her, most of which captured candid moments. Regardless of her demeanor, quality, or happiness, each was genuine and captivating.

Meanwhile, Bai Xiaoxiao had left early and returned late for several days. Dealing with her newly official boyfriend Luo Haofeng, she didn’t have any time to chat, let alone play with Wen Ran.

It wasn’t until the sixth day that she finally signed the contract and had some free time. In the evening, Mo Xiuchen called Qin Mu over, and the five of them had dinner together.

“Ah Mu, how have your blind dates been going lately?”

During the meal, Luo Haofeng asked Qin Mu, who was picking up food, with concern. His tall figure lazily leaned back on the chair, his left hand casually draped over the back of Bai Xiaoxiao’s chair. He tilted slightly towards her, making no attempt to hide the intimacy between them and Bai Xiaoxiao.

Sitting besides Bai Xiaoxiao was Wen Ran and next to her, was the elegant and refined Mo Xiuchen, who was going to pour water into Wen Ran’s cup. Hearing Luo Haofeng’s words, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

“Not too good.”

Qin Mu’s tone was calm, revealing no hint of emotion. These days he wasn’t just going through the motions of these blind dates, he genuinely hoped to meet a woman he would be interested in spending time with or getting to know better.

However, reality did not meet his expectations.

The women he had met these days did not interest him at all. In his view, they were either too affected or too vain.

As soon as Luo Haofeng heard his words, he knew Qin Mu had found nothing promising from his dates. He hesitated and then said, “Ah Mu, I met Auntie yesterday, and she asked about An Lin.”

Mo Xiuchen’s eyes flickered, and he handed the water-filled cup to Wen Ran with a smile.

After taking a sip, Wen Ran placed the cup back on the table. She glanced at Qin Mu in mild surprise upon the mention of ‘An Lin.’ Could it be that ‘An Lin’ was Qin Mu’s ex-girlfriend?

That would explain why Luo Haofeng hesitated when mentioning her name.

Qin Mu’s face changed slightly, and he replied with a furrowed brow, “My mom’s gone crazy wanting a grandchild. Don’t pay her any mind.”

He paused and added, “Speaking of which, it’s all your fault.”

Luo Haofeng made an exaggerated face, “Who’s to blame? Xiuchen and me? What does this have to do with us?”

“If it weren’t for you guys showing up at my house with your wives and girlfriends and provoking my mum, she wouldn’t be pushing me so hard this time. I shouldn’t have invited you guys to my house.” Qin Mu was a bit frustrated.

“Why don’t you say it’s your fault for not falling in love earlier, not getting married sooner, and not having a child earlier?” Mo Xiuchen said leisurely. In between his words, he picked up some food for Wen Ran and gently urged her to eat more.

Bai Xiaoxiao was amused by their conversation and was about to say something when her cell phone suddenly rang. When she saw the caller ID, her smile instantly faded, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Wen Ran turned her head slightly to look at Bai Xiaoxiao’s phone and quietly said, “Xiaoxiao, go outside and take the call.”

“Sure!”

Bai Xiaoxiao gave everyone a subtle smile, stood up and walked towards the door.

Luo Haofeng watched Bai Xiaoxiao walk out of the room thoughtfully, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and gulped down the remaining wine.

“I’ll be right back.”

Wen Ran stood up and excused herself to Mo Xiuchen before leaving the room as well.

In the room, only the three men, Luo Haofeng, Qin Mu, and Mo Xiuchen, remained. There was a brief silence, and then Qin Mu asked Mo Xiuchen, “Xiuchen, have you found any leads?”

Mo Xiuchen’s expression was slightly concentrated as he said softly, “Not yet. Their lips are sealed. We must find another way in. However, the more they resist, the more it proves my previous suspicions.”

Qin Mu nodded and said, “The investigation on Liao Dongxing’s side has encountered some obstacles…”

He described the general situation, and the atmosphere in the room became somewhat stifled.

Even Luo Haofeng, who was usually casual and careless, had a serious look on his face, his brows furrowed. Mo Xiuchen’s face didn’t display much coldness, but his sharp facial features lacked the gentleness he allotted for Wen Ran, instead replaced by a deep and sharp aura.

“This may not be a bad thing.”

Mo Xiuchen said calmly, his tone steady, with a wise light flickering in his eyes.

Qin Mu’s eyes narrowed, his thoughts moving quickly, and he soon understood what Mo Xiuchen meant. He smiled and said, “You’re right, this may not necessarily be a bad thing. But, have you figured out a solution?”

Mo Xiuchen glanced at him without a word.