Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 726: 725 is not that strong

Bai Xiaoxiao hesitated a bit.

Seeing Wen Ran’s expectant glance as if she couldn’t wait for Bai Xiaoxiao to leave the car, she laughed and playfully scolded her.

She shrugged off Luo Haofeng’s hand and got out of the car.

“Luo Haofeng, I’ve suddenly changed my mind. You two are quite an eyesore. Go wherever you want, but don’t come with me to the countryside anymore.”

As Luo Haofeng closed the car door, Wen Ran’s voice echoed from inside the car.

Her words were filled with humor and implication, hinting at the couple to enjoy their sweet moments together.

Bai Xiaoxiao paused, turned around, opened the car door again, and looked at Wen Ran in the car: “Ranran, aren’t you letting us go?”

Wen Ran raised her elegant eyebrows and said seriously, “Indeed, this rare chance for you two to be alone together, you should seize the opportunity to enjoy each other’s company before you meet your future in-laws and before they start disliking you…”

“Ranran, stop talking nonsense.”

Bai Xiaoxiao interrupted Wen Ran’s words with annoyance. Luo Haofeng, standing by, had a glint in his eye and couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

Wen Ran shrugged her shoulders, obediently closed her mouth, “Okay, I won’t say anymore. Little Liu, let’s go.”

She closed the car door. Bai Xiaoxiao wanted to say something else, but Luo Haofeng pulled her away.

He guided her to the sports car, opened the car door, and put her into the car.

After fastening her seatbelt, Bai Xiaoxiao ordered Luo Haofeng, who had just settled into the driver’s seat, “Follow Ranran. I insist on going even if she doesn’t want me there.”

Luo Haofeng chuckled and shook his head, his narrow eyes brimming with affection as he tenderly looked at her, “Xiaoxiao, if Wen Ran doesn’t want us there, we should stop following.”

Bai Xiaoxiao frowned, “Why shouldn’t we go? I still want to pick fruit.”

“Why struggle to get any fruit that you want when you can just buy them? Instead, why don’t I take you out and tell you about my family. This way, when you visit my home tomorrow, you won’t be nervous. Sounds good?”

Compared to being worked to death, he would of course prefer to spend quality time alone with Bai Xiaoxiao.

Anyway, with Qing Feng and Qing Yang there, there was nothing that Wen Ran needed him to do.

As for Qin Mu’s instructions, he had long forgotten them.

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When Wen Ran and Little Liu arrived at the countryside villa, Qing Feng and Qing Yang were busy planting fruit trees.

After greeting them, Wen Ran proceeded to plant some saplings.

Little Liu offered to help, but she was stopped by Wen Ran, who held a sapling in her hand and cheerfully said, “You go help Qing Feng and Qing Yang; these flowers, I want to plant them myself, and none of you are allowed to help.”

These saplings were all handpicked by Wen Ran.

She planned the garden according to her own drawings, and as she planted various rose saplings into the soil, she pictured the beautiful scenery of the future blooms.

After busying herself for most of the day, she managed to plant all the rose saplings before it turned dark.

After watering the saplings, she took out her phone to photograph the newly planted saplings.

“Miss Wen, have some water.”

Qing Feng came over with a bottle of water and handed it to Wen Ran, “Miss Wen, these saplings are sure to blossom next year.”

Wen Ran accepted the water, took a sip, and then nodded, smilingly saying, “Yes, I chose them specifically because they’ll bloom in just a year.”

“Why didn’t you buy the kind that already has buds on them?” Qing Feng questioned, confused. If she had bought the ones with buds, they would blossom immediately after planting.

Wen Ran’s smile faded slightly. A certain emotion flashed in her clear eyes as she looked at the garden full of newly planted saplings and spoke softly, “I want them to bloom next year.”

If they bloomed this year, there would be no one to admire the flowers with her.

By next year, perhaps, Mo Xiuchen would be back.

Qing Feng was startled, but he quickly understood her meaning.

Planting these saplings was, in essence, a means to anticipate Young Master Mo’s return.

A year usually passes by swiftly.

But when spent in longing, it could feel as long as several centuries.

Seeing Wen Ran staring at the garden, lost in her own thoughts, he couldn’t bear to watch anymore and silently turned to leave.

Wen Ran gazed at the garden full of saplings, thinking to herself: Mo Xiuchen, by the time these flowers bloom next year, I hope, you’ll be back.

Last time, he said that when he comes back, he’ll plant other fruit trees for her, and when the fruits ripen, he’d personally climb the tree to pick fruits for her.

Now that she had planted the fruit trees for him, she was waiting for the day when the fruits would ripen next year – when he would come back to pick the fruits for her and admire the garden full of flowers with her.

Before she knew it, her eyes were wet again.

Wen Ran gently pursed her lips, a determined smile on her face, silently telling herself, Mo Xiuchen will definitely come back.

At night, Wen Ran was lying on bed, looking at the photos she had taken earlier.

She admired Mo Xiuchen’s handsome and elegant photos.

In the photos, his smile was gentle and charming. Especially the photo where he stood on a branch, bending down, holding a cherry in his hand and looking at her, it was tender and passionate; his deep eyes seemed to be capable of drawing one in.

A smile unknowingly spread across her lips, her delicate finger gently traced his handsome face.

As she touched his distinctive facial features and thought about him being far away in D country, her smile began to turn into bitterness.

What’s more, she was foolish enough to promise Cheng Jia that she would never bother him again.

Moreover, she had sworn not to tell him anything, even if he were to ask in the future. Suddenly, her heart felt like it was being slashed by a sharp blade, gushing with blood.

She raised her hand to touch her face, finding it was wet. She didn’t know when she had started crying.

Unable to hold back anymore, she buried her face into her pillow. Her soft sobs echoed in the silent bedroom.

Actually, apart from wanting to personally plant those saplings, Wen Ran’s visit to the countryside was more about desiring solitude.

For such a long time, she kept her sadness buried deep in her heart, fearing that her father and brother would worry about her. Even when alone in her room at night, she didn’t dare to cry.

Now that she was here, although Qing Feng, Qing Yang, and Little Liu were present, they all stayed in the guest room downstairs, while she was alone in the master bedroom upstairs.

Even if she cried, no one would hear.

The tears flowed uncontrollably like a breached dam. After suppressing them for so long, she no longer wanted to hold them back and allowed herself to give vent to the sadness in her heart.

After crying herself out, her eyes were swollen.

She had turned a large part of her pillow wet from crying. She looked at the pillow next to hers.

She remembered that not too long ago, Mo Xiuchen used to sleep next to her. He would softly embrace her from behind – another wave of sadness came crashing down on her.

She bit her lip tightly, wiping her tears energetically. Choking with sobs, she said out in anguish, “Mo Xiuchen, you have to remember me quickly. I am not as strong as you think I am.”

She didn’t know why she was expecting Mo Xiuchen to remember her.

She had sworn never to be with him again. Even if he remembered her, what difference would it make?

Perhaps, it’s just that she didn’t want to love him alone. She missed his gentle affection too much.