071 He is not a woman who other women can whimsically yearn for.

Wen Ran slightly knit her brows, mentally scoffing: We're not that close to each other, what secrets could we possibly share.

With a light smile at the corner of his mouth, Mo Xiuchen casually said, "One of you is my once lifesaver, the other is my current wife, what could possibly be said that I can't hear? Let's go and talk while we walk."

A flicker of embarrassment passed over Cheng Jia's face — Mo Xiuchen was clearly rejecting her.

Wen Ran averted her gaze, dodging the look Cheng Jia gave her.

Seeing this, Mo Jingteng let out a laugh, saying, "Xiuchen, since these girls have something to discuss, why don't you leave them be? I have something to talk to you about anyway."

A trace of displeasure flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes. Seeing Mo Jingteng had already taken a few steps away, he only then released Wen Ran, quickly catching up to him.