President spoils the dark wife

"Ah Yan, do you think I did something wrong?"

Three people sat in an open-air restaurant on the top floor. The cold wind was blowing, making people shiver.

Mo Yiran, holding the wine cup in his hand, asked the woman beside him with his face slightly red.

Bai Shengyan looked at Yan binwei and patted Mo Yiran's shoulder. "It's better to forgive than to hate. It's to let go of others and yourself. Ranran, I can't make any decisions for you. Everything depends on yourself."

Mo Yi supported his head with a clear hand, and his hair was lifted to the back of his ears by white smoke, because the restlessness of the woman's head fell down again.

Bai Shengyan pulled down the fine Buddha beads that had been looped around Mo Yiran's hands for several times, and gently helped the woman tie the ink hair loosely with a low horsetail.

Mo Yiran holds Bai Shengyan's arm.

Baisheng cigarette is wearing a very exaggerated fur coat today. It is a new style this year and looks like an old hen.

But it's very comfortable to hold, soft.

Yi Ran's head rubbed the hair on Bai Shengyan's clothes and said, "I don't want to get tangled with Mo's family anymore, but I can't let ah Qing and grandparents go. What do you say I should do?"

Bai Shengyan opened his red lips slightly. Before he could speak, he was preempted by Yan binwei with a spectator's face.

"Your problem is mainly that you don't read much and think too much."

Mo Yiran ignores it. Bai Shengyan stares at Yan binwei.

Make blind and disorderly conjectures, and then gently stretch her hands and embrace her shoulders. She gently patted her shoulders. "Ah, you are not too lazy." you have been too busy lately. And you have not found the ink and ink, the company has stabilized, so you begin to think about it. Go traveling, otherwise the world is too lonely.

Yiran didn't speak, but leaned quietly against Baisheng's warm arms.

"What does it mean to wear a ring on your little finger?"

Bai Shengyan noticed Mo Yi's tail ring and asked curiously.

"Huh?"

Mo Yiran's reaction was slow because of alcohol. That's when Yan binwei said quietly again: "because other fingers can't wear it."

This time, Yiran came back to God, and there was no big reaction. He replied lightly: "prevent villains."

Yan binwei's hand shook and his eyes twitched.

Ran looks at the tail ring on her hand and her eyes are blurred.

Speaking of, this is the last time Chen Yu was drunk. Then she and Jing mowen went to the jewelry store to buy a couple ring.

When she bought it, she thought it was very good-looking. She didn't care about the meaning. She was most annoyed with this kind of thing in her life. It was troublesome.

"Originally, the tail ring also has the function of preventing villains. Wei Wei, can I buy one another day?"

Bai Shengyan smiled.

"Do you believe it when a drunkard casually says it? The meaning of the tail ring is to say goodbye to the past. Ranran, your family, has a grave in his heart and hides the undead."

Yan binwei said with a smile. Mo Yiran lifted her eyes slightly after smelling the speech, and glanced at Yan binwei with cold eyes.

What does he know?

However, Yan binwei seemed to change the topic deliberately. He turned his head and pinched Bai Shengyan's face. He looked helpless: "now how can you believe what others say and how can you improve your IQ."

Mo Yiran was excited.

I took her all night and finally let her take the chance to return it!

"When she doesn't like you, her IQ naturally improves."

As soon as binwei's voice fell, Mo Yiran answered.

"Did either of you owe anyone money?"

Baisheng cigarette was sandwiched in the middle and helplessly helped his forehead.

Then he pinched his red face and said, "you... Eh, why is your forehead so hot? Can't it be a cold and fever?"

"Cold?" Yan Bin raised the eyebrows of Yang Mo, and put the cup "crack" in front of the dye: "drink some Baijiu, sterilize."

Mo Yiran clenched his teeth and took a fierce drink from his glass.

Halfway through the drink, Bai Shengyan grabbed the wine cup in his hand: "Ranran! Don't drink, you're drunk!"

The pungent smell choked her eyes. She hated her teeth and itched her knuckles. She wanted to beat Yan binwei.

The cold night wind was blowing, but Mo Yiran's stomach was like a fire. The whole person was hot.

She slapped the table fiercely, pushed away Bai Shengyan and stood up. Her thin body was shaking in the night wind. Her fingers trembled and pointed to Yan binwei: "what's the matter with you? I've endured you all night. Do you want to fight you!"

"Hum, just your little body?"

The man crossed his legs, glanced disdainfully at Mo Yiran, and continued: "I can beat ten like you. Do you really think I can't beat you? I just look at your girl's house and let you."

"Yan binwei, shut up! What's the matter with you today!"

Bai Shengyan was a little angry and roared at Yan binwei.

But Yan binwei was still unmoved, just looking at Bai Shengyan with a determined look.

This kind of vision is white smoke, but he makes himself believe him.

Before Bai Shengyan had time to think about Yan binwei's intention, he heard the man sneer again: "the so-called troubles in Miss Mo's mouth are unreasonable. These things can be solved with money, but you don't. You just borrow wine to relieve your worries under the pretext of benevolence.

Affectation is affectation, and we have to show it to others. Do you think our time is wasted for you?

Spend time here with you. Do you know how much money ah Yan and I can make?

Miss Mo is not only herself, but also others. "

Bai Shengyan looked at Yan binwei incredulously, and then saw Mo Yiran, who was restless and had been breathing, gasping. His forehead was blue and his smile was more and more ferocious and frightening.

"You... You..."

Mo Yiran gnashes his teeth and points to Yan binwei. One hand fiercely overturns the glass table.

A loud bang.

The price of the restaurant on the top floor is high, and the weather is cold now, so there are not many people.

At this moment, because Mo Yiran made trouble at this table, even the sporadic guests in gorgeous clothes pretended to be calm, but they hurried away with wind.

Some restaurant staff wanted to come when they heard the news, but Bai Shengyan winked at the manager before they came.

The manager understood and stopped the staff.

That's a noble guest they can't annoy.

People are in a bad mood to vent. After venting, they will naturally lose money. What strength do they ask for?

"Why, Miss Mo is so angry. I'm right. She's ashamed and angry?"

Yan binwei's sarcastic smile is deeper.

"Miss Mo just doesn't want to throw money at her. You can't be reconciled if you send the money back from the Mo family."

"You came back with a mask to deceive them. Now your goal has been achieved and you are attached to the unjust and infatuated seed of Jing mowen. You have no scruples about kicking away the burden of the Mo family for fear of being implicated by the Mo family."

"All you do is cover up the fact that you are a malicious and vain woman!"

"Pa!"

A loud and crisp slap heavily hit Yan binwei's face, hot.

Bai Shengyan widened his eyes and covered his mouth in shock.

Yan binwei... Was beaten?