Wen Ran's eyes filled with a trace of heartache.
Instinctively, she turned her body and gently embraced Mo Xiuchen.
Held by her slender arms, a fleeting emotion in Mo Xiuchen's heart instantly vanished like smoke.
He only needed Ranran and their child; that was enough.
No one else and nothing else could sway him.
"Xiuchen, I'll go on the business trip with you."
After a moment of silence, Wen Ran's soft voice echoed, her slightly raised gaze tenderly meeting Mo Xiuchen's eyes.
Mo Xiuchen felt warmth in his heart, and his hug tightened slightly, though not enough to hurt her. His low, gentle voice dropped into her ear, "Ranran, you're the best person in the world to me."
"You're my husband. If I'm not good to you, who else would I be good to?"
Wen Ran's face was softly smiling.
However, at this moment, she very much disliked the person who brought Jiang Hui close to Xiuchen.
