072 Peculiar Fragrance

Xiao Wenqing bit her teeth in hate, but she didn't dare to show her resentment too obviously.

Mo Xiuchen glanced at her with cold eyes, then turned to the kitchen to order his mother's favorite dishes.

"Ranran, don't just stand there, come and sit."

Zhou Lin saw Mo Zixuan staring at Wen Ran, she inhaled, pushed down the jealousy in her heart, and walked up to her with a smile.

Midway through the conversation, she even tried to grab Wen Ran's hand in a friendly manner. Unfortunately, Wen Ran subtly dodged her touch, leaving her hand hanging in mid-air. A flash of embarrassment went across her heavily dolled-up face, even her laughter started to sound unnatural.

"I'll go and check on the kitchen."

Wen Ran left these words behind and turned to the kitchen.

Sitting on the couch, Mo Zixuan's eyes followed Wen Ran intensely. Even in front of his father, Mo Jingteng, he didn't attempt to hide his feelings. The moment Wen Ran walked into the living room, he lost all his rationality.