Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict - Chapter 337

Chapter 337: Solve the current issue first.

Translator: 549690339

The next day, just as dawn broke, Nanny Zhang knocked on the door of the master bedroom on the second floor.

Mo Xiuchen, still in his pajamas, looked at Nanny Zhang standing outside his door, “Nanny Zhang, what is the matter?”

“Young Master, there are a few police officers downstairs looking for Madam Young Master.”

At her words, Mo Xiuchen’s gaze darkened, “The police are looking for Ranran, what’s going on?”

Nanny Zhang said anxiously, “I heard, Qin Mu, the deputy director of the Quality Supervision Bureau, who met Madam Young Master yesterday, died suddenly in the hotel last night. Someone saw Qin Mu arguing with Madam Young Master at the café yesterday, so the police are here to inquire about the situation.”

“Tell them to wait, I’ll be down in a bit.”

A trace of coldness spread across Mo Xiuchen’s handsome features. How was Qin Mu’s death related to Ranran? Who had seen Ranran meet with Qin Mu at the café and even seen them arguing?

Closing the door, Mo Xiuchen went into the dressing room and came out after changing his clothes. He switched on his phone and dialed Qin Mu’s number.

“Hello, Xiuchen, you finally turned on your phone. Did you know that Qin Mu died suddenly in the hotel last night?”

The voice of Qin Mu came through the phone, carrying a tinge of melancholy. Qin Mu’s death wasn’t good news. Because yesterday afternoon, after being provoked by Xiuchen on the phone, he had reported this incident higher up and went to inspect the construction site at the Commercial Trade Building early this morning.

At this critical moment, he had died.

Suddenly, all the evidence Qin Mu had collected became useless.

Mo Xiuchen made a sound of acknowledgment, glanced at Wen Ran who was still in a deep sleep. She seemed to be dreaming about something, her brows were slightly furrowed. He reached out a hand, comfortingly holding her hand, and said, “The police are in the living room downstairs right now. They said someone saw Ranran arguing with Qin Mu at the café yesterday and they came to ask her about it.”

“They are asking Wen Ran for information?”

Qin Mu’s voice conveyed surprise.

“Yes, how much evidence have you collected on your end?”

Mo Xiuchen’s tone shifted, a sharp look appearing in his eyes. Even if Qin Mu was dead, that evidence still had to be put to use.

“Enough to put him in jail, but is it still useful now?”

Qin Mu expressed skepticism. “Why don’t I have a lawyer go to your house first? Whatever the matter is, Wen Ran doesn’t need to show up, the lawyer can handle it.”

“Mmm, have your lawyer come over. Also, leak to the media about Qin Mu’s guilt. Whoever wants to profit from his death, we cannot let them get what they want.”

The tone of Mo Xiuchen’s voice dropped a notch. Qin Mu understood his meaning. “That’s not hard to handle. Qin Mu kept mistresses, more than one…”

Qin Mu scoffed coldly, then asked, “Ah Feng told me that your father asked Mo Zixuan to return to the company. In addition to the recording you have, I have some evidence here. Do you need it to show to your father?”

He meant, they could use these pieces of evidence to exchange for Mo Jingteng’s peaceful retirement.

“Let’s wait, we should deal with the matter at hand first.”

Mo Xiuchen wasn’t concerned about Mo Zixuan returning to the company. What he cared most about right now was Wen Ran. She couldn’t be connected to Qin Mu’s death in any way. Even a casual dinner conversation would be an insult to his Ranran.

“Alright.”

Qin Mu obviously understood what Mo Xiuchen was thinking. Their years of brotherhood had developed a tacit understanding. He could understand his thoughts with just one sentence.

Mo Xiuchen didn’t rush to go downstairs. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed, accompanied Wen Ran for a few minutes, then went into the bathroom to wash up.

By the time he came out, Wen Ran had already woken up.

“Ranran, why did you wake up?”

Mo Xiuchen was a bit surprised. Wen Ran softly smiled, her voice sleepy and soft, causing his heart to flutter, “I had a dream, then I woke up.”

“What did you dream about?”

Mo Xiuchen smiled, he was drawn to her slightly reddened face. At this moment, she evoked an irresistible urge in him to do something to her.

“It was a random dream. I don’t remember it now that I’m awake.”

Wen Ran laughed lightly, as his kiss fell, she shivered slightly.

“Xiuchen…”

When Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, their fingers intertwined, came downstairs, the lawyer was already talking to the police in the living room.

Mo Xiuchen glanced at the police in the living room, lowered his eyes and said to Wen Ran, “Ranran, are you hungry? If you are, we can have breakfast first.”

His tone was very gentle, but to outsiders, it was extremely arrogant.

“Let’s wait a bit, I’m not really hungry right now.”

The police officer stood up and greeted Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, “Mo General, Miss Wen, could I take a few minutes of your time?”

“If there’s something you want to say, speak to the lawyer.”

Mo Xiuchen’s voice was very light, in sharp contrast to the gentle doting tone he used when talking to Wen Ran.

“Mr. Mo, this…”

The police officer wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by Nanny Zhang who had just walked in through the door, “Young Master, here’s the latest newspaper. Look, there’s news about Qin Mu’s death. Officer, you should read this newspaper too. Don’t bother her just because she had met Qin Mu.”

A trace of cold mockery swept through Mo Xiuchen’s eyes. “Show it to the police. I’m not interested in that Qin Mu.”

Nanny Zhang responded with an ‘oh’ and handed the newspaper to the police officer.

The police officer blinked in surprise, took the newspaper from Nanny Zhang’s hand and scanned through it quickly. His face changed colors a few times after reading it.

Steps away, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran were holding hands, watching each other silently. No words were needed between them, the air around them was filled with an inexplicably sweet aura. It was as if everyone else didn’t exist to them.