Mo Jingteng nodded, slightly adjusting his leaning posture to make himself more comfortable. Looking at Wen Ran, his first question was unexpectedly, "Do you like Mo Xiuchen?"
Wen Ran was stunned by his question.
Facing Mo Jingteng's suddenly sharp gaze, she furrowed her brows slightly and retorted, "Did Chairman Mo call me to the hospital just to ask this question?"
Mo Jingteng's face darkened slightly. Accustomed to being superior, he felt that Wen Ran's refusal to answer his question was a sign of disrespect. If it were any other day, he would have been angry.
Thinking about what he had done to Wen Ran, he suppressed his displeasure, trying his best to appear approachable, "Mo Xiuchen came to the hospital yesterday. I noticed the look on his face when he was talking to you over the phone. It was a look he had never shown to anyone else. Wen Ran, I don't mean anything else, I just...I owe Mo Xiuchen a lot and I hope you can bring him happiness."
