After Zhou Mingfu muttered something to Zhou Lin, the resentment on Zhou Lin's face vanished, replaced by a cold, triumphant smile. Confidently, she nodded, "Dad, not only am I going to snatch Mo Zixuan away, but I'll also become the future mistress of the Mo family."
Zhou Mingfu nodded. If his daughter could turn her relationship with Mo Zixuan into a binding commitment, she'd have the ability to become the Mo family's future lady of the house—and neither Mo Xiuchen nor Wen Ran would be able to live happily.
Zhou Lin happily left the office, while Zhou Mingfu lit a cigarette, took out his phone, and dialed a number. After a few rings, someone answered with a voice that carried three parts cold indifference and two parts arrogance, "Hello!"
"Madam Mo, do you have a moment? I have an important matter to discuss with you."
"I'm busy right now. Tomorrow," came the curt reply.
Without asking what the matter was, the other party directly refused. Before Zhou Mingfu could speak further, the call was disconnected—leaving only the beeping of the phone. His eyes flashed with anger, and with a cold snort, he resolved to wait until his daughter firmly settled into her new position as the Mo family's young mistress. Then he'd see if Xiao Wenqing dared to defy him.
That afternoon, as the workday ended, Mo Xiuchen called Wen Ran, saying he had an engagement that evening and that she need not come to pick him up.
After dinner and a shower, Wen Ran lay on her bed and started a video call with Bai Xiaoxiao. The sleepwear Bai Xiaoxiao had bought was truly beautiful—if Wen Ran were married to a man she truly admired and who was normal, she wouldn't mind wearing them for him to spice things up. Especially the two sets of "candy lingerie" that looked so sweet and enticing.
Wen Ran arranged the clothes on her pale blue bedsheet, then turned on her side and shouted into the video call, "Check carefully and see that I haven't left out any of the things you sent!"
On the other end, Bai Xiaoxiao, with her laptop balanced on her crossed legs, pretended to count on her fingers, "One, two, three…" Then, her eyes lighting up with a bright smile, she said, "Hmm, nothing's missing. But if you could wear them so I can see how they look on you, that would be even better!"
"Dream on!"
Wen Ran laughed and scolded, tossing the clothes aside, then sat up and grabbed a cushion to hug.
"Ranran, is it that Mo Xiuchen doesn't want you to sleep in the master bedroom, or do you simply not want to sleep in the master bedroom?"
Earlier, Wen Ran had mentioned she was staying in a guest room—and Bai Xiaoxiao remembered that.
"What's with the question, Xiaoxiao? Don't ever come up with any more bad ideas," Wen Ran warned in a mock-serious tone, anticipating what Bai Xiaoxiao might say next.
"Oh, come on. I'm not suggesting anything bad—I'm just worried about your happiness. If you don't appreciate it, fine. But at least try on that red nightgown so I can admire it, and then I won't meddle in your affairs with Mo Xiuchen anymore, alright?"
"Don't you dare refuse me, Ranran. I spent an entire afternoon picking out those clothes. If you don't even try them on and just toss them aside, you're really disappointing me…"
On the other end, Bai Xiaoxiao launched into a long-winded monologue. To spare her ears from being worn out by her endless chatter, Wen Ran finally gave in, "Alright, alright, I'll wear them for you. But remember what you said earlier."
A few minutes later, Wen Ran appeared on the video wearing the red, sheer nightgown. Bai Xiaoxiao whistled roguishly from the other end, "Wow, the fairy has arrived!"
Wen Ran was already beautiful, and the sheer nightgown only enhanced her alluring charm—it wasn't an exaggeration to call her a fairy. The fabric was actually very comfortable, a delicate, smooth material that felt cool and soothing against her skin. So engrossed were Wen Ran and Bai Xiaoxiao in their conversation that they completely forgot to change out of the nightgown.
Bai Xiaoxiao remarked that when Wen Ran got married, she'd definitely buy a few sets for her wedding night.
Wen Ran teased, "You won't need to buy any when you get married; I'll definitely send you the most… sexy ones. There has to be some reciprocity, right?"
Just as her words fell, two loud knocks echoed at the door.