President spoils the dark wife

"They all went back to class. Why don't you go?"

Mo Yiran quietly looks at Cui Liji and Jing Mozhen standing in front of him.

"We you don't know. It doesn't matter if we have one more class or one less class." Jing Mo shrugged lazily.

Cui Liji nodded and said, "there were a lot of people just now. We didn't ask a lot. Sister Ranran, what's the matter with you when she resigned so suddenly?"

Mo Yiran looked at Cui Liji in a flat tone: "nothing, tired, thankless, go out and make money."

Jing Mo really sniffed: "come on, where do you look like a man short of money? Is the money from Mo's house not enough or my brother's money can't satisfy you?"

"Ah Zhen!"

Cui Liji also felt that Jing Mo Zhen had gone too far this time, frowning and staring at him.

"What are you staring at? Just talk about the matter. Am I wrong?" Jing Mo still disdains it.

"You..."

Cui Liji was angry and wanted to say something more, but she was stopped by Mo Yiran.

The woman's complexion is mild, like a cup of warm and cool white.

"Now that I've done it, I'm not afraid of being criticized, but ah Zhen, you know, if there's no accident, you have to look at me every day in the future. If you don't change your attitude, your brother will help you or your wife at a glance."

"You intimidate me?" Jing Mo really squinted.

Don't dye your hands around your chest and smile calmly: "as you said, just talk about the facts and tell the truth."

Jing Mo was so angry that he trembled and turned blue.

The young man's white face was slightly ferocious: "how can you be so sure that you will enter the Jing family? Do you know there are thousands of women who admire my brother? Do you know how many of these thousands of women are better than you?"

"Do you know that your brother likes me in the blind crowd?"

Mo Yiran is still not in a hurry. She is not measuring Xiao competing with Jing Mo Zhen, a child.

But Jing Mo really mocked herself. She had to let him recognize the facts.

Jing Mo was so angry that he smiled coldly: "then I wish you enter Jing's house as soon as possible, and then call me my brother-in-law."

Looking at the young man with provocative eyes, Mo Yiran continued to smile: "I also expect you to call me sister-in-law."

Cui Liji was sandwiched between the two people. It was neither persuasion nor non persuasion. Finally, she sighed helplessly.

Whatever you want, she doesn't care.

As long as you don't fight and hurt her innocent.

The weather is fine today. The clouds in the sky are very white and light.

Mo Yi dyeing speed can be said to be very fast.

Without delay after resigning, I went to the office building I had been optimistic about earlier and rented a studio.

She's going to make dessert.

Not to make more money, just personal interests.

Of course, making money is the best.

A studio has two floors.

The employees on the second floor make desserts, and the first floor is packaging and classified loading.

As for the name of the brand, she also thought about it early.

??????Qingyu sweet.

In the past, it was not easy for a brand to pout. It is possible for more than ten or twenty years or decades, because it requires the accumulation of popularity and reputation.

But now it's different. It's the Internet age.

As long as the essence of your product is good, it's not difficult to push it again and become famous.

But the only premise is that your product must be better.

Otherwise, no matter how good the advertisement is, the poor product will only give people a feeling of deception.

Even if it can be hot for a while, it will never last long. It will soon be buried by rookies.

This era, too fast.

It's coming. I don't want to repair it when it's broken. I just want to change it; Soon, the feeling is weak, lazy to make up, only tired.

For nearly half a month, Mo Yiran has been busy decorating the studio, recruiting and interviewing new people, turning sugar, pastry and Finance

Everything is done by yourself.

Now it's just the beginning. There's no one to help her. She can only fight by herself.

A month later, when everything was basically settled, Bai Shengyan, who had been unable to make an appointment with Mo Yiran, finally found the door to see what the hell she was doing.

When Bai Shengyan knew that Mo Yiran had been dying for a month, he was almost mad.

"Mo Yiran, are you a fucking idiot? Won't you ask me for help? I'll send a few people to help you share it. You'd rather be as tired as a dog than talk to me? What's on your mind all day?"

"I'm not afraid to trouble you. You're so busy..."

Mo Yiran was stunned by the roar. He shrunk his shoulders and tooted his small mouth. He was wronged. He hung his eyes and blinked.

"Do you bother me less? I haven't seen you so pretentious before!"

Baisheng angrily slapped the table and stood up, almost angry.

"Well, well, don't be angry. I've made it all right. In this way, if anything happens to my company in the future, I'll be the first to find you. If I need help, I'll find you. In the future, I'll bother Mr. Bai more. You can introduce more customers."

Mo Yiran pursed her lips to please and pulled Baisheng back to the sofa to sit down. She served tea and knocked on her shoulder. Don't mention how attentive.

He moved out of Jing mowen's mansion after he got his hands on it a month ago.

So now Bai Shengyan is sitting at his own house.

At that time, Mo Yiran didn't inform Jing mowen when she left, so she asked the driver of Jing mowen's family to send her back with a small bag.

The next day he told Jing mowen about it. He just nodded indifferently and didn't say anything.

But Mo Yiran knew that Jing mowen had made a big fire the night before.

Mo Yiran has a mild temper on weekdays. After living with Jing mowen for a few days, he became familiar with the maid and housekeeper.

One of the maids who added wechat also sent the video that Jing mowen secretly recorded when he went back angry that night to Mo Yiran.

In the middle of the video, Mo Wen asked coldly, "why didn't you inform me immediately when she was leaving?"

The housekeeper replied, "Miss Mo won't let you."

"Why didn't she stop when she was leaving?" Jing mowen asked coldly.

"Miss Mo doesn't listen," the housekeeper continued.

With a bang, the table was kicked over.

Jing mowen went upstairs angrily.

The housekeeper breathed a long sigh of relief and turned around. He seemed to find the maid recording the video. Suddenly, his face was cold and asked, "what are you doing!"

"Record a video and send it to the future young grandma."

The maid's gentle voice.

When the housekeeper heard the speech, his face softened again, bent over and smiled at the mobile phone with a V gesture.

Mo Yiran generously contributed this video to appease Bai Shengyan.

After reading Baisheng cigarette, he frowned and bit his lips. Finally, his face turned red and couldn't hold it. He laughed impolitely.

"Jing Mo Wen also has today, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Bai Shengyan looked at the time and remembered that it was almost time to have dinner with Yan binwei, so he got up from the sofa.

Mo Yiran sent her.

When I came to the porch, I changed my shoes. I opened the door and was ready to go, but I turned around and smiled.

"Ranran, you'll do more things in the future. You're so angry with Jing mowen. Ha ha ha ha, you're killing me. Really, Ranran, people like Jing mowen, oh, I tell you, you know how to make money, keep fit and read books all day. You don't have much fun living with him."

Mo Yiran smiled at Bai Shengyan, but suddenly heard the sound of leather shoes getting closer and closer. Yu Guang glanced aside and saw a gloomy Jing mowen looking at Bai Shengyan slowly walking in.

Bai Shengyan was happy and didn't notice it at all.

"Cough!"

Mo Yiran was afraid that Bai Shengyan would be killed, so she coughed twice to remind her.

However, Bai Shengyan seems to be very special today. He continues to say to Yiran, "Ranran, don't worry. If jingmowen abandons you and raises you, I can find a man to seduce jingmowen and ravage him! Abuse him!"

"Oh? Who does Miss Bai want to seduce me and ravage me? Yan binwei?"

The man's gloomy and dangerous voice suddenly sounded in the corridor.

Don't hide your face with dye. It's cool. It's

Bai Shengyan couldn't take back his smile. He stood there motionless and turned his head mechanically.

Jing mowen looked at her with a gloomy smile.