President spoils the dark wife

The scenery outside the window keeps regressing, just like the gone years after rapid retrogression.

The woman put on her coat outside her black skirt. She was very quiet and indifferent all the way. She didn't say anything.

When Jing mowen drove, he glanced at her like a dragonfly, and said, "Ranran."

Mo Yiran returned to his senses and smiled, "hmm?" and said, "what's the matter?"

"You have something on your mind."

"Why do you say that? I have nothing to worry about. Mo Yiran's smile is quiet and elegant, and his eyes are pure, like a crystal clear jade.

Jing mowen sneered: "every time you have something to do, you are in a daze and don't speak. It's the way you just looked."

"What do you think I'm thinking?" Mo Yiran raised her eyebrows slightly and looked sideways. The man was driving attentively. His handsome side face was less cold and soft in the sun.

"I guess you're for Cui biejun."

Jing mowen replied faintly, "although you are indifferent and not easy to produce any feelings, you are not a person who likes to find trouble. Today, you are suddenly embarrassed by Cui biejun. It's unusual. You must have some purpose."

Hearing the speech, Mo Yiran lowered his eyes slightly, but his heart was on guard against Jing Mo Wen.

This man is so alert.

He remembered such a small thing.

"I was just a little angry at that time. Cui Ling actually said that I was Liu Xiaoguan. He swerved and scolded me. Are you not angry?"

Mo Yiran's smile is shallow and bright, and his half narrowed eyes are full of sincerity.

"Those who don't know are innocent. At that time, Cui Ling just wanted to find a topic to bypass the attack of the Cui twins. I don't believe in intelligence, if you can't see it."

The man's tone is plain from beginning to end, but he seems to have seen through everything.

Mo Yiran's eyelashes trembled, suddenly laughed, and then cooled his face: "I just want to hear his voice."

"Sound?"

Jing mowen didn't expect Mo Yiran to answer like this. He raised his eyebrows, but there was no extreme reaction.

Although Mo Yiran's situation ink will become irrational, it is not irrational.

Mo Yiran certainly doesn't want to listen to Cui biejun because he has a crush on him.

There must be other factors.

"Jing Mo Wen."

The woman called.

The man frowned. Mo Yiran seldom called his name so seriously.

"Well, I listen."

Mo Yiran seemed to think of something. He tightened his coat and said, "remember that auction? It was about smuggling people. Mo Yutong, Cui Liji, you, Bai Shengyan, Yan binwei, Gu Xiu and Huo Sha were all there. These were known at that time. What about others? Those hidden in the dark, which we didn't see."

Mo Yiran's words fell behind, and Jing mowen was silent.

After a long time, he said coldly, "Ranran, don't interfere in this matter."

Mo Yiran was stunned. Unexpectedly, Jing mowen would say so. He was a little unhappy and frowned: "why don't you ask me what I want to say?"

The car stopped suddenly.

It's a traffic light. Even the car queue is a little long. It seems that it will take some time to bet.

Jing mowen also took this opportunity to turn his head and looked at Mo Yiran. His face was completely cold: "Ranran, don't pay attention to this matter. The more you check down, the more you will find that you can't stop it."

"What about Gu Xiu?"

"What?"

Looking at Jing mowen's serious face, Mo Yiran suddenly felt funny: "I'm not a nosy person. I didn't intend to interfere in this matter. But your good brother Gu Xiu, isn't he following Lord Huo to investigate this matter?"

Jing mowen didn't ask Mo Yiran how he knew, because it was unnecessary.

Mo Yiran seems indifferent to everything. What he usually does is to go to the company and make an appointment with him in private, or to hang out with Bai Shengyan.

But she's actually smart.

She knows everything, but she doesn't say anything.

But this time, he felt that Mo Yiran had the impulse to mind his own business.

"Gu Xiu is protected by Huo Sha. What do you have!"

Jing mowen is a little angry. He doesn't want to see her in danger.

"Isn't there you?"

Mo Yiran blinked and quietly looked at the man who had no choice but to help his forehead.

Jingmo Wen heard the speech, held his hand slightly, and looked at the woman beside him in surprise.

The woman's face is plain, her lips are slightly smiling, and her eyes are sincere.

Jing mowen slowly put down his hand, his thin lips slightly open, unable to speak.

In his mind, Mo Yiran has always been a quite independent woman.

She doesn't like to rely on others and encounter trouble. "That's why you urgently want to know if Cui biejun is that person?"

Mo Yiran nodded, "Hmm".

Jing mowen was silent for a moment and continued: "so what does all this have to do with you? Whether Cui biejun is behind the scenes or not has little impact on you."