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Chapter 48 - 48: 048 “MO Xiuchen,

“Wen Ran! ”

The voice that fell in her ears sounded like it had been harshly rubbed with sandpaper.

She could hear the sound of her heartbeat throbbing in her ears, as frantic as a drum. Her mind was in a state of confusion. Was something about to happen? At the critical moment, she suddenly whispered, “MO Xiuchen, I…”

“What’s wrong?”

MO Xiuchen slightly lowered his handsome face, his gaze burning hot as he stared at her.

As he spoke, his deep eyes slowly closed, leaning towards her!

“Stop, I think my period’s here!”

Ignoring her embarrassment, Wen Ran blurted out, simultaneously raising her hand to cover his lips.

MO Xiuchen’s movements halted. His eyes were half-open, his gaze fixed deeply on her, doubtingly asking, “Seriously?”

“Yes, really.”

Wen Ran nodded heavily, her eyebrows knotted, her face red as a tomato. Her period should have started on the 10th, but at that time, her parents had died, her brother was in a coma, and under all kinds of grief and pressure, her period had been delayed.

Moreover, this time she felt no discomfort before it started, so she had overlooked it.

She did not even have the necessary supplies.

MO Xiuchen saw the rich changes in her facial expressions and seemed to understand her thoughts. He asked in a low voice, “Don’t tell me you didn’t buy sanitary products?”

Wen Ran, embarrassed, tugged at the corner of her mouth, unable to muster a smile. She stood rigidly, not daring to move. She hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, “I’ll ask Nanny Zhang for some. She should have some.”

“No need!”

MO Xiuchen released her hand, dropped a remark, “You use some tissue for now, I’ll be back soon.” He then left the bathroom, got dressed, and two minutes later, departed swiftly.

Wen Ran opened her mouth to say something but looking at his retreating figure, she couldn’t utter a word.

She did as he instructed, first padding with tissue, washing her dirty pants. She stared at his changed clothes hesitated for two minutes. Thinking that he, a

grown man, went out to buy feminine products, she should at least wash his clothes. So she proceeded to clean them.

When MO Xiuchen returned with sanitary pads, Wen Ran had just come in from the balcony after hanging the clothes. Her hands were still wet.

“What have you been doing?

MO Xiuchen’s narrow eyes scanned over the balcony behind her, his gaze landed on her wet hands, and his handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Wen Ran reached out for the bag in his hand, explaining, “I just washed our clothes while waiting for you.”

“Who asked you to wash them?”

Just as she spoke, the hand that MO Xiuchen used to hold the bag suddenly lifted, his voice low and clearly displeased.

Wen Ran was taken aback. She glanced at his avoiding hand, then at his dark eyes. For a moment, she didn’t understand the meaning of his questions and gently explained, “You even helped me buy these, so it’s only right for me to wash your clothes.”

“Did you wash them with cold water?”