Chapter 1295: Chu Ci, Are You Afraid?

After Chu Ci finished speaking, Mrs. Chu hung up the phone quite unhappily.

Chu Ci looked up at the woman above him and gave a faint smile, “What’s wrong?”

Zhao Mo Ran forced a smile and slowly walked over to sit down, “Not going to take a look?”

“There’s nothing worth seeing.” Chu Ci was completely indifferent, “Do you want me to go?”

As he spoke, he gently touched her cheek. Zhao Mo Ran smiled but said nothing, yet Chu Ci felt a bit disappointed.

She actually wasn’t angry at all, so calm—it ultimately means she doesn’t care!

Was the shyness from the previous kiss also an act?

He let out a long breath, put down his phone, “Let’s eat.”

Zhao Mo Ran watched him walk to the dining table first, also realizing he was angry, but she didn’t plan to appease him—

They were about to divorce, so there was no need anymore; besides, she didn’t want him to misunderstand.

The air was slightly cool; she draped a shawl over her shoulders, still wearing that black silk dress underneath, looking both noble and quietly beautiful. During dinner, Chu Ci didn’t show her any particular expression, but after eating, he quickly went upstairs. When she went upstairs, she didn’t see him in the nursery or the master bedroom. She knew he was probably in the study, and naturally, she wouldn’t actively provoke him. After taking care of Yan Yan, she took a shower and went to bed. When she woke up, she realized Chu Ci hadn’t returned yet. She checked the time and saw it was already 2 AM.

She sat up, dazed for a while, and then thought about going to the study to check.

To her surprise, Chu Ci wasn’t there.

But the light in the study was on. She stood at the doorway barefoot, hesitated, and then went in. The light in the study was warm, yet the surroundings were somewhat cold. She pulled her nightgown tighter and stood by the desk, her eyes suddenly stopping.

The original frame on the desk was gone, replaced with her photo, with not even Yan Yan’s.

The photo was perhaps secretly taken by Chu Ci, showing her standing with her back to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Zhao Mo Ran quietly picked it up, looked at it for a while, and then put it down. When she turned to leave, she saw Chu Ci standing at the doorway, still in the clothes from the day. She paused, “Chu Ci.”

How did he suddenly appear?

Chu Ci had a cigarette between his fingers, his brows lightly furrowed. He looked at her for a while and suddenly walked over, closing the door as he went. As the door closed, her heart gave a thud, and for quite some time, she didn’t dare make a sound, just looked up at him.

Chu Ci took off his coat and casually threw it on the sofa, then sat down, patting the spot next to him with a slightly hoarse voice, “Come keep me company.”

She still clutched her clothes without moving, and Chu Ci’s voice carried a trace of weariness, “Mo Ran, come.”

Only then did she slowly walk over, sit beside him, and speak in a somewhat dazed voice, as if not fully awake, “Chu Ci.”

He held her shoulders and pressed her head against his shoulder, still smoking… She turned her head to look at him, wanting to break free but didn’t dare to.

Chu Ci smoked for a while, then looked down, “I went to the hospital.”

She was stunned and asked, “Is it Song Yunfei?”

“No, it’s my mother.” Chu Ci’s voice lowered, “Because I didn’t go to see… Song Yunfei, she took half a bottle of sleeping pills.”

Zhao Mo Ran was stunned again.

How could this happen? She clearly agreed to the divorce, so why couldn’t Chu Ci’s mother think straight?

She wanted to ask but felt she had no standing, so she remained silent.

Suddenly, Chu Ci put his head on her shoulder. She flinched, made no sound, and held her breath.

When he spoke, his breath brushed warmly against her delicate neck, “It’s okay now.”

Zhao Mo Ran was silent for a while before speaking with difficulty, “I’ll go see her tomorrow.”

Chu Ci was a bit surprised and quietly watched her for a moment before saying, “In the afternoon. I have an important meeting in the morning; we’ll go together in the afternoon.”

“No need, I can go alone.” She forced a smile, really not wanting to appear with him.

Because she would feel uncomfortable, and guilty too.

Chu Ci didn’t suspect anything, just moved his head away. Now that everything was out in the open, she felt it was enough. She also didn’t want to be so close to him, giving him any illusions… Since they were getting a divorce, she got up, “I’m going to bed.”

“Stay with me.” His voice was unbearably hoarse. Then, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the next second, she fell into his arms.

Zhao Mo Ran bit her lip softly, her voice thin, “Chu Ci!”

He lowered his head and kissed her, his voice becoming somewhat absent-minded, inattentive, “Mm…”

She wanted to say something but couldn’t. In the end, she didn’t refuse him.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to; she just couldn’t refuse…

For the first time, she felt Chu Ci’s vulnerability, as if he couldn’t control himself. She called his name with some fear, but Chu Ci couldn’t hear… He could only hold onto her as if clinging to the last piece of driftwood.

The next morning, when she woke up, it was in the master bedroom’s bed. The first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was Chu Ci standing by the bed, tying his tie. With his back to her, she couldn’t see his face. However, as soon as she moved slightly, he noticed she had awakened, quickly turned around, and bent down to kiss her, “Yan Yan has been fed milk at Auntie’s, sleep a bit more.”

Zhao Mo Ran gently brushed her hair back and sat up slightly, “What time is it?”

“Just eight.” Chu Ci said carelessly, “You can go to the hospital at ten.”

He paused, “My father is there; it should be fine.”

After all, he was afraid his mother would make things difficult for her, which is why he said it like this.

Zhao Mo Ran leaned against the headboard, her nightgown hanging loosely on her slender shoulders, a certain purity mixed with a touch of sensuality… Though she didn’t perceive it at all, just quietly watched him.

For a long while, she softly asked, “Chu Ci, do you… sometimes get scared too?”

By this time, Chu Ci had finished tying his tie. Hearing this, he looked at her and then his expression cooled down, “What do you want to know?”

Zhao Mo Ran’s lips moved slightly, “No… nothing!”

He glanced at her once more, then softened his tone, “Sleep a bit more. I’ll have the maid call you at nine thirty.”

“No need, I’ll just lie down for a while.” She refused.

Chu Ci didn’t say anything else, leaving on his own.

Moments later, on the stairs, Chu Ci paused, his face looking unwell.

Earlier, Mo Ran asked if he ever gets scared. He didn’t answer, but inside, he knew he was scared.

Scared his mother would once again make him lose… what he loves.

Yes, he liked Zhao Mo Ran, wanted to spend his life with her. But he was also anxious about whether she could accept it, whether she was willing. Would she find it unbearable to live with him because of his mother, thinking that being with him was torture? He was more afraid that she would see the disgrace when his mother attempted suicide… afraid she would look at him with different eyes.

Chu Ci gently closed his eyes, unwilling to think about it… This was the second time in his life he felt uncertainty.

Once was with Yan Yan, and now with Mo Ran.

He did go to the company, but once there, he asked Secretary Yin to make a trip to the hospital, which was also to protect his wife.

As he left, Zhao Mo Ran got up but didn’t wait until ten to go to the hospital. After watching Yan Yan and having breakfast, she drove to the hospital herself—

A daughter-in-law shouldn’t arrive at ten; that would be too improper, even though she and Chu Ci were getting a divorce.

At Yunxi Hospital, her car came to a halt, and she sat quietly for two minutes before opening the door to get out. People in the hospital recognized her, mainly because Chu Ci was too famous. After seeing her, they all called her Mrs. Chu and even gave her the room number of Chu Ci’s mother’s ward. Zhao Mo Ran silently thought, just how many times had Chu Ci’s mother been hospitalized to become so familiar here?