Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict-Chapter 951 - 950 Confessions Interrogations
Chapter 951: 950 Confessions, Interrogations
Chapter 951: 950 Confessions, Interrogations
Shen Yuting, in a drunken haze, stared at Jiang Liu and shouted angrily, “Let go of me, all of you let go of me.”
“Yuting, don’t move.” Jiang Liu held her tightly in his arms, including her uninjured hand, his eyes filled with compassion.
“It hurts, it hurts so much.”
Unable to break free, Shen Yuting didn’t know if it was her hand hurting, or if it was the tight grip of Jiang Liu causing her body pain. Tears slid down her cheeks as she murmured, “Mo Xiuchen, it hurts so much!”
The words “Mo Xiuchen, it hurts so much” expelled all compassion from Jiang Liu’s eyes. His tall frame stiffened, and his handsome features hardened inch by inch.
Wen Ran, who had just entered the room, also slightly changed his expression.
Next to her, Mo Xiuchen’s eyes turned colder, a hint of disgust flashed through them, and his good-looking eyebrows furrowed in anger.
He really despised this Shen Yuting.
“Mo Xiuchen, my heart hurts so much … without you, I really can’t go on living, I want to die, then it wouldn’t hurt anymore.”
“Ranran, let’s go.”
Mo Xiuchen spoke coldly, his tone filled with repressed anger. With that, he took Wen Ran’s hand and prepared to leave.
Wen Ran did not want to stay either. Hearing Shen Yuting calling for Mo Xiuchen while clutching Jiang Liu, she felt awkward and embarrassed.
“Okay.”
She softly agreed, but at that moment, Jiang Liu suddenly said, “General Mo, wait a moment.”
Mo Xiuchen turned around, his gaze coldly fixed on Jiang Liu, who looked somewhat pale. Jiang’s grip on Shen Yuting did not loosen, and he still stood there stiffly.
“Ah…”
Shen Yuting suddenly cried out in pain, her injured hand withdrawing from the nurse, blood streaming from her palm.
“What did you do?”
Seeing the blood in Shen Yuting’s palm, Jiang Liu’s handsome eyebrows instantly knitted together. He shot a fierce look at the young nurse who had been cleaning the wound, who, frightened, turned pale and explained in a low voice, “Doctor Shen kept moving…”
“If you don’t like me, Mo Xiuchen, then stop caring about me.” As Jiang Liu was interrogating the nurse, Shen Yuting pushed him away. She bent over to pick up a piece of glass from a broken bottle, staggered back a few steps, and scanned the crowd, “All of you get away.”
Jiang Liu’s handsome face changed dramatically, worriedly watching the glass in Shen Yuting’s hands, and reached out to her softly saying, “Yuting, don’t do anything stupid, throw away the glass bottle.”
“I’ve had enough.”
Shen Yuting cried as she shook her head, extremely emotional. Her gaze shifted away from Jiang Liu and turned towards the doorway where Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran stood; she blinked forcefully, and suddenly laughed sadly, “Ranran, do you know? Cheng Jia threatened me, saying if I couldn’t persuade you to leave Mo Xiuchen, she would harm my parents and my cousin…”
At the doorway, Wen Ran stiffened, her eyes widened, “How could Cheng Jia threaten you?”
“Mo Xiuchen, as long as you’ve been searching for Ranran, that’s how long I’ve loved you. My love for you is no less than Ranran’s. Why, why don’t you love me?”
Shen Yuting seemed not to hear Wen Ran’s words; her gaze rested on Mo Xiuchen, eyes filled with pain and drunkenness, her voice sadder than ever.
Mo Xiuchen glanced at Wen Ran, who looked upset because of Shen Yuting’s words, his deep eyes sharply fixed on Shen Yuting as he asked in a deep voice, “Yuting, when did Cheng Jia call you?”
Did Cheng Jia still have contact with her?
“Yuting, first throw away the glass bottle.” Jiang Liu wasn’t concerned about anything else; he was just worried Shen Yuting might hurt herself again. Moreover, her palm was still bleeding, and seeing the wound in her palm made his heart ache.
Shen Yuting placed the glass shard on her wrist, still on the bleeding one. Her eyes bore an indelible sadness as she stared at Mo Xiuchen, “After she leaves G City, Mo Xiuchen, can you and Ranran separate, okay?”
Mo Xiuchen’s gaze suddenly turned sharp, and he asked coldly, “Where is Cheng Jia now?”
“I don’t know.” Shen Yuting shook her head. “She said her reason for living is to seek revenge. Ranran, if something really happens to my parents and cousin, it would be your fault.”
“Shen Yuting, what are you talking about?” Mo Xiuchen grew angry. After speaking, he looked at Wen Ran, saw her face turn pale, his heart tightened, he released her hand, and quickly walked up to Shen Yuting. As she was still staring at him blankly, he reached out and snatched the glass from her hand.
Shen Yuting suddenly realized what was happening.
As Mo Xiuchen reached to snatch the glass from her hand, her hand trembled, and the glass directly sliced into her wrist, instantly drawing a line of blood on her fair skin.
“Yuting.”
Jiang Liu frowned and rushed forward, “Mo Xiuchen, do you want to kill her? Let her go.” He yelled at Mo Xiuchen.
Mo Xiuchen gripped the hand Shen Yuting was holding the glass with and with a firm pull, Shen Yuting, pained, dropped the glass. He released her, allowing Jiang Liu to support her.
At the door, Wen Ran still looked somewhat dazed, her eyes were on them, but her mind seemed to be elsewhere.
“Stop the bleeding, and go back to G City.”
Mo Xiuchen dropped a cold sentence to Jiang Liu and walked to Wen Ran, softening his voice, “Ranran, let’s wait for them in the car first.”
Wen Ran’s heart was somewhat chaotic.
Leaving the hostel, Mo Xiuchen stuffed her into the car, seated himself in the driver’s seat, closed the car door, turned to her, and looked at her with gentle eyes.
“Ranran, what are you thinking about?”
Seeing her like this, he felt both heartache and a faint unease.
Shen Yuting’s words had maybe not only saddened Wen Ran…
Wen Ran attempted a smile, forcing a very stiff and awkward expression, “Mo Xiuchen, I’m thinking about what Sister Ting said.”
Her voice was soft, with an undertone of helplessness, making the listener’s heart tighten.
Mo Xiuchen held her small hand with his large one and said softly, “Shen Yuting was drunk, her words can’t be trusted. Once she sobers up, I will properly ask her. If Cheng Jia does contact her, she will definitely call her again.”
Wen Ran pursed her lips, her eyes downcast.
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“Ranran.”
Mo Xiuchen felt a blockage in his chest; he disliked seeing Wen Ran with that expression, as it pained him and he could not alleviate her sorrow.
Wen Ran tried to dispel the emotions within her, but Shen Yuting’s words, if her parents were hurt, it would be her fault. Not just her parents, but her brother too…
She believed, Cheng Jia must truly hate her, a person living with vengeance as their purpose could do anything, just like Fu Jingyi before.
“Mo Xiuchen, I’m fine.”
Feeling Mo Xiuchen’s grip on her hand tighten bit by bit, she felt another pang in her heart, looked up, and reassuringly said to him.
She told herself not to entertain such thoughts, but she couldn’t ignore Shen Yuting’s words, nor her resentful eyes, saying she was okay, but internally, she was incredibly conflicted.
Mo Xiuchen nodded gently, “I will definitely find Cheng Jia.”
