Hey, I'm Leaving Again

"Miss Lin, can I discuss something with you?"

"Song ran, are you really stupid or fake stupid? I've always been unhappy with you. Don't you know?"

"Of course I know. It's because I know that I want to discuss things with you. I want to go abroad and leave here. I need your help."

"Oh? You go on!"

"I'm guarded by bodyguards in the Mohist family. I can't find a chance to escape. The day after tomorrow is your wedding with Mo Qianxing. I want you and Mo Qianxing to ask me to attend your wedding. Then I'll take the opportunity to escape and leave here. I won't take another step. How about it?"

Lin Yurou secretly rejoices. Song ran leaves the Mohist school without the protection of Mo Qianxing. Wouldn't it be easier to kill her? So he nodded and agreed very readily.

Song ran naturally knows Lin Yurou's dark heart, but if she wants to leave Mohism, she has only one chance at present.

Even if Lin Yurou wants to let her fall into 18 layers of hell, she should seize this opportunity to leave here.

Back home, song ran collapsed on the bed tired.

It's the tiredness of shopping malls for a day physically, and the helplessness of being insulted by Lin Yurou mentally.

Qi Jun called, "Ranran, how's it going? Isn't Lin Yurou embarrassing you?"

"Well, it's OK. It's just that I'm tired after walking for a long time."

Qi Jun seemed to have expected such an answer. In front of him, song ran was never willing to show a little bit of her vulnerability. But Qi Jun prefers song ran to be a woman who will jump into his arms and cry that she has been bullied. Only in this way can he feel that song Ran is accepting him.

But song Ran's promise to go with him has been his blessing for thousands of years. Why do you have other extravagant demands?

"Then you have a good rest. Only after you have a good rest can you have the strength to elope with me."

Song ran "puffed" and laughed, "you're the most serious. How can this be called elopement?"

"Why, you don't like it? Then it's not called elopement, but emmm traveling abroad?"

"You!"

"What's wrong with me? How nice of me!"

"Yes, Hello, you're the best, Qi Jun is the best, OK?" Song Ran's tone was finally lively, with a little cute and playful.

Qi Jun felt much better when he heard the change of song Ran's tone. He said narcissistically, "of course!"

On the other hand, Lin Yurou returns to Lin's house and repeats what song ran said to her to Lin Lang city. Lin Lang city is exposed and soon comes up with countermeasures.

Lin Yurou dials Mo Qianxing's phone three times in a row, but no one answers. He still doesn't give up. When he broadcasts the fourth time, Mo Qianxing has turned off his mobile phone.

Lin Yurou clenched her lower lip and looked sinister, which had to call the front desk of Mohs group.

"Hello, this is the reservation and service platform of Mohs group. Who are you?"

"I'm your fiancee, Miss Lin of Lin's group."

"Oh, Miss Lin, just a moment. I'll transfer you to the special line of general secretary Mo's office."

Muyun answered the phone, "Miss Lin, what can I do for you? Oh, I want to talk to President Mo in person. OK, I'll report to President mo. wait a minute."

The evening cloud buckles the door of Mo Qian's punishment office, and Mo Qian's punishment head doesn't lift, "enter."

"Mr. Mo, Miss Lin is calling for you."

"Just say I'm not here and go out to socialize."

"But Miss Lin said it was important. It was related to song ran and the wedding."

Mo Qian Xing loosened his tie, twisted his neck and said, "transfer it to me."

"OK."

"Qian Xing, why don't you answer my phone?"

"What's the matter with you?" Mo Qianxing didn't answer, but asked Lin Yurou.

"Qian Xing, it's like this. The day after tomorrow, we'll get married. Today, song ran accompanied me to choose a wedding dress. He performed very well. I wonder if song ran can also attend our wedding."

"Are you serious? Why should she join?"

"Of course, I'm serious. Don't I think of both of us? You said at the press conference that song Ran is your sister. Now we have a wedding, and all the media will send people to attend. If song ran doesn't show up, it will be 300 taels of silver here? Just promise!"

"Well, whatever."

Song Ran is just his sister. This is really what he said himself. What can't bear it!

"One more thing, humble punishment."

"You say."

"I always ask you, don't you get bored?"

"How could it." these three words were sincere, but Mo Qian's tone was too perfunctory and weak.

Even Lin Yurou heard what it meant, but he still had the cheek to say, "humble punishment, I discussed with my father for a long time. My father asked us to get the marriage certificate tomorrow. Do you think it's ok?"

"The rain is soft. I'm very tired these days."

"Modest punishment is just a marriage certificate. It won't take long!"

"Let's do this first and get ready for the wedding the day after tomorrow." Mo Qianxing has been very impatient. It's only half a day since he announced his engagement. Mo Qianxing has been too lazy to deal with her. It can be imagined that Mo Qianxing's indifference to a woman who has no feelings.

Lin Yurou was very angry on the other side of the phone, but Mo Qian hung up the phone without caring.

Mo Qianxing announced his marriage at that time just to maintain the face of the Molins and Lin Yurou. Even if Mo Qianxing himself was set, there were many doubts about Lin Yurou's pregnancy. He didn't take the initiative to expose it, which was enough face.

When Xiao Li, the driver, said that song ran was made difficult and bullied by Lin Yurou for no reason, her insensitivity to Lin Yurou suddenly turned into a little disgust.

However, he was really curious about song ran. He watched song Ran's reaction when he married Lin Yurou.

Thinking that song ran might be sad, Mo Qian Xing was vaguely excited.

When Mo Qianxing returned to the Mohist family, song ran had already fallen asleep. Mo Qianxing wanted to go into the room to see song ran, but he couldn't open the bedroom door.

"Shit, this woman dares to lock the door."

Mo Qian roughly kicked down the wall and shouted downstairs, "Wang Ma, bring the spare key!"

"Coming, Mr. Mo!"

After a while, Mrs. Wang took several sets of spare keys to the second floor. "Which one, sir?"

Mo Qianxing pinched his crotch with both hands, blackened his face, pointed to song Ran's room with his chin, "this one."

Wang Ma's expression, which she had known for a long time, said in her heart: these little enemies!

Opening the door, song ran still sleeps heavily.

Mo Qianxing looked at Song Ran's face carefully and found that song ran was so thin, even thinner than he thought. Song Ran's eyes were blue and black. Her face was not as pale pink as before, but so pale that there was no blood color.

His heart moved. Mo Qian and Xing Jing were distressed. He didn't listen to his steps. He was generally close to the bed, and his slender fingers stroked song Ran's eyes.

As if disturbed, song ran patted Mo Qianxing's hand off and whispered, "don't make trouble." then she turned over.

At this time, it was cold at night. Mo Qian covered song ran with a quilt and turned out of the room.

I didn't know that the girl behind me had already choked and burst into tears.