President spoils the dark wife

"Ranran, is it too obvious that you want to open the topic?"

Jing mowen held Mo Yiran and said calmly.

Mo Yiran: "

Is it so obvious? She shows her true feelings, although she does have the intention to tear away the topic

People are always impure, even if they are affectionate.

Mo Yiran didn't speak, but lay down in Jing mowen's arms for a while. After a long time, she released the man and took out her mobile phone again to call Bai Shengyan.

"Are you finished?"

After a while, the phone was connected, and then came Yan binwei's angry voice.

Mo Yiran was in a bad mood when he was yelled. He said coldly, "you dare to yell at me. Are you serious?"

Don't bite your teeth with dye.

There was an instant silence on the other end of the phone.

Yan binwei and Mo Yiran have known each other for a long time. No one knows except Qin Yu.

Yan binwei and Mo Yiran are worried that Bai Shengyan will have a quarrel with Yan binwei because of their affairs, so they agree very tacitly and don't say anything.

Of course, this matter has a greater impact on Yan binwei than Mo Yiran, so Mo Yiran still comes with jade and stone burning. It doesn't matter.

If Yan binwei annoyed her, she would threaten him with this.

"Wait a minute."

For a long time, Yan binwei's indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone.

There was no irritability, but it was cold and frightening.

After a while, Bai Shengyan's voice sounded: "Ranran, don't pay attention to him, he's like this. By the way, what are you doing calling me so late?"

Mo Yiran glanced at the tombstone and said, "Qin Yu's death day, are you really not coming?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment.

Mo Yiran was not in a hurry. She just confirmed that the person really didn't exist, that everything was just her own fantasy, or that Qin Yu's tombstone had been removed.

"Ranran, I miss him too. But the dead are gone, and the living have to continue to live. Now that you have Jing ink, it's time to put it down."

"Well... OK."

The words fell, and his nose was a little sour. He hung up the phone.

Then, looking up, the bitterness between indifferent eyes was no longer, and there was only anger.

Who did this tombstone!

"Mo Wen, his name is Qin Yu. Please find out about it."

Mo Yiran accepted the cruelty in her eyes, turned around, took Jing mowen's hand, looked at the man affectionately and said slowly.

Jing mowen took a puff from the corner of his eye.

The woman came to deceive herself again.

But he was happy to be called by her.

So he narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded with some intriguing smile, and then took Mo Yiran's shoulder and left the cemetery.

After leaving the cemetery, Mo Yiran was still restless and couldn't sleep.

After taking a bath, Jing mowen came out and saw Mo Yiran sitting in a daze on the bed with his dripping hair on his head, frowning slightly.

He turned around and took a towel to gently wipe the water marks on Mo Yiran's hair.

"Ranran, tell me about you and Qin Yu."

Mo Yiran heard the speech and was silent for a while. After a long time, he sighed and said, "he is my master."

Jing mowen helped Mo Yiran wipe her hair. Unexpectedly, Mo Yiran would introduce the man like this.

Master?

"Do you love him?"

Jing mowen asked the key question.

"Love."

Don't dye a word, which makes Jing mowen's heart tight.

Clearly has guessed the result, but the heart still can't help the pain.

"In fact, I don't know whether it's love or not. Maybe it's because I lacked love since I was a child. Therefore, when I met Qin Yu, a more mature man, I couldn't help being attracted by him at that time."

Mo Yiran slightly hooked his lips, looked safe, and described it in a very plain tone.

"You know, my father, what's her name? Oh, Mo Changguo..."

The woman's smile is a little distressing. When she described the name, she even took it with a strange smile.

Jing Mo Wen frowned slightly, "it doesn't matter if you don't want to say."

Mo Yiran shook his head and said, "you've done this to me. I don't believe you anymore. I feel guilty. It's the same sooner or later."

After listening, Jing mowen stopped talking, but more carefully absorbed the water on her hair with a towel instead of Mo Yiran.

When listening to other people's stories, especially sad stories, don't bring a plate of peanuts and a pot of wine

Just listen carefully.

"In fact, it's unfilial to say so, but I really feel that I don't look like Mo Changguo's own."

Mo Yiran sat on the bed with his legs crossed and his hands lazily on his ankles. He looked calm.

"He used me, hurt me and ignored me... These are never what a father would do. However, he never abandoned me. He thought it would be useful to raise such a beautiful daughter in the future? Sure enough, Han Dao came?"

"If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't know what I would be like now."

"According to Han Dao's posture at that time, it seems that whether I am clean or not, he will marry into the door, but what he wants to do after marrying into the door remains to be considered."

"At that time, it was because he was so kind to me that I became suspicious. The facts proved that, oh, sure enough, man."

When Mo Yiran shook his head and sneered, Jing mowen frowned slightly. He straightened Mo Yiran's head with both hands and said, "don't move."

Mo Yiran kept still and continued: "Qin Yu is very mature most of the time. After all, he is very old, isn't he? But sometimes it's really annoying to be cheap."

"At that time, when Bai Shengyan was still in the United States, we two always ran to Qin Yu. After all, we were both Asian faces and were kind to us. He was not poor and didn't care about money. As long as everyone was happy, we sometimes dragged him out to eat and drink."

"When I smoked with Baisheng, it was really poor compared with now, but we were very poor and happy."

"The best friend is around, and the best age is at that time. The people who are trapped by us are opposite. Can you be unhappy?"

"But then..."

Mo Yiran's smiling face when she was talking, but after saying one, she suddenly froze her smile.

"I'm not good. I'm too naive. I think those people will get into trouble if they get into trouble. Are you afraid of you? What can you do if you get into trouble? Can you kill me?"

"I didn't expect that they really dared."

"Ah Yan and I were chased and killed. It was Qin Yu... He brought people to save us... I thought I was saved, so I provoked those people. They suddenly became angry... Shot me, and then..."

Mo Yiran covered his mouth and burst into tears: "Qin Yu rushed to me to stop the disaster for me, but smiled and comforted me after being shot and fell down. For the first time in my life, I hated myself so much..."

"Kill your own heart."

"At that time, if ah Yan hadn't looked at me, I would have gone with Qin Yu."