President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran's hand trembled slightly and his face was full of tears: "who do you think you are? Why do you say that about me!"

She bit her teeth, burst into tears and collapsed powerlessly on the chair.

"You don't understand my pain at all. I'm helpless. I also climbed out of the deep water. I've been suppressed for so many years. What's the matter with my resentment? Although I broke off my relationship with the Mo family, I never thought of ignoring them. Mo Changguo's expensive medical expenses, Mo Qing's tuition in Nathan, and their living expenses, I remitted them all!

But the woman Wang Shuyu took this money to gamble. Should I give more money because of this woman? I deserve that money. Why should that woman squander it! "

"Ranran..."

Bai Shengyan looked at Mo Yiran. He was so distressed that he slowly squatted down and comforted Mo Yiran who was trembling all over.

Yan binwei, who was slapped, didn't look very good. He took out his handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Mo Yiran. He said coldly, "is it cool?"

"What do you mean?"

Bai Shengyan didn't quite understand.

Mo Yiran suddenly sneered, and then his facial expression softened.

You're welcome. He took Yan binwei's veil and wiped his tears. "Thank you."

Yan binwei was hooking her lips, but saw the woman suck her nose fiercely after wiping her tears with a handkerchief. The happy smile was instantly stiff on Junlang's face.

"What the hell is going on? Who of you will answer me?"

Bai Shengyan doesn't laugh at Ran's tears, but he still doesn't know why.

"He saw that I hid everything in my heart and didn't say it. He kept drinking muggy wine, so he deliberately angered me and let me vent."

Smile with dye.

Bai Shengyan woke up like a dream and nodded suddenly, "no wonder."

"Miss Mo, I remember the slap you gave me. I'll pay it back in the future."

Yan binwei touched her hot left face and thought, this woman is so strong.

It's really vicious.

"You're not cheap yourself. You won't hide."

Bai Shengyan has white eyes and speaks to binwei.

"I'm afraid I'll hide. Miss Mo is more angry when she doesn't hit me. She will stab me directly with a knife. I haven't married ah Yan yet. How can you be willing to die?"

Yan binwei doesn't care. He takes a paper towel from Bai Shengyan's bag and pulls out a piece of liquor adsorbed on his trousers.

When Mo Yiran lifted the table just now, one cup didn't spill on himself.

"OK, I'm wrong. Mr. Yan, I'll tell you I'm sorry. Ah Yan, let's go and drink in another place. It's my treat!"

The aftereffect of the wine came up. Mo Yiran just slapped Yan binwei again, not to mention how cool it was. He was happy to lead Bai Shengyan away.

Looking at the woman's happy face, Yan binwei frowned.

I don't know why, being beaten has a feeling of being calculated.

"Hey! Ranran, don't you go back to bed... Ranran!"

Bai Shengyan had just been dragged for a few steps, and Mo Yiran in front of him shook his feet and fiercely planted on the ground.

Bai Shengyan exclaimed.

Seeing that they were about to fall down together, Yan binwei was quick in eyes and hands, and quickly pulled Bai Shengyan's hand.

Bai Shengyan pulled back Mo Yiran tightly to avoid tragedy.

"Don't get drunk tonight!"

Mo Yiran shouted, faintly holding Baisheng smoke.

"Why are you so drunk?"

Bai Shengyan frowned and felt that Mo Yiran's drinking capacity was getting worse and worse.

Then he turned back and winked at Yan binwei and asked him to get her bag with Mo Yiran.

Mo Yiran went downstairs with Mo Yiran. Mo Yiran was supported and staggered. He felt dizzy, and his stomach was full of rivers and seas.

Just went downstairs and left the warm building. The cold night wind blew.

Wow.

Mo Yiran vomited on Bai Shengyan's fur coat, which is said to be worth 70000.

Bai Shengyan looked at the stains on his body, took a breath, stretched out his hand and pinched Yan binwei's arm.

Yan binwei ate pain and looked angrily at the drunk Mo Yiran.

"You help her to the car first. I'll go back and clean it and come out soon."

Yan binwei has just called the driver to drive the car. It is estimated that it will be here soon.

The man took over Mo Yiran from Bai Shengyan's arms and pushed Mo Yiran's face away.

"Hey, don't vomit. Ah Yan doesn't care about your clothes. If you vomit on me, I'll be an accountant."

The man holding the tottering woman has a headache.

He took a bottle of mineral water out of Bai Shengyan's bag, opened the lid and handed it to Mo Yiran. He said coldly, "here, rinse your mouth."

Mo Yiran raised his hand, half raised it and hung down powerlessly.

Yan Bin frowned and saw that the car had not come yet. He was worried that he could not find anyone after he came out, and he would not be able to dye it to the nearest Wutong tree.

He leaned the woman against the tree and said, "hold the tree tight and don't loose."

Yan binwei ordered, then squeezed Mo Yiran's face and forced water into the woman's mouth.

"Poof!"

Mo Yiran was so confused that he felt choked. It seemed that there was water in his nose.

Vaguely thought he fell into the river. He was surprised and spit out a mouthful of water.

Then holding the tree in his hand, he vomited wildly again.

Yan binwei, who was standing aside, was almost angry. He incredibly opened his thin lips and wiped the water sprayed by Mo Yiran on his face.

"I owe you in my fucking life!"

Men are almost angry with epilepsy.

While taking out a paper towel to wipe the water on his face, he still frowned and patted Mo Yiran's back, who was holding the tree.

"Don't touch me, you bastard!"

Mo Yiran rinsed his mouth after vomiting, slapped Yan binwei's hand.

"Mo Yiran, what do you suddenly smoke? You hit too. What do you mean!"

Yan binwei's face was gloomy.

Mo Yiran held the tree to prevent himself from falling. He angrily said, "what did you mean just now? What do you mean that I have a grave in my heart and hide the undead? Make it clear!"

Smell speech, originally unknown, so quite angry Yan binwei suddenly calmed down.

The night wind is blowing coldly, but the man's smile under the street lamp is colder than the cold wind in this winter night.

"Of course it means Qin Yu. I didn't forget what he hit me back then. I thought he was dead and I didn't think about it any more. But recently, I got the news that someone found him in the United States. Moreover, you were also in the United States. Didn't you go to meet an old lover behind Jing Mo's back?"

Mo Yi trembled with anger: "Yan binwei, do you want another slap on your right face?"

"Why, do you want me to tell Jing mowen about your affair with Qin Yu?"

What's the efficiency of Yan binwei? He knows that Qin Yu is still alive and that he is also in the United States, but why doesn't he know that Jing mowen is also in the United States?

Or is Yan binwei pretending not to know that he just wants to humiliate himself in this boring way?

Mo Yiran doesn't speak. She looks at Yan binwei with a sneer. She wants to see what the dog can say.