President spoils the dark wife

The days passed like this day by day. Unconsciously, another half month passed and December came.

The gray and dark sky was filled with snowflakes again.

The new year will be in two months. Mo Yiran looks at the calendar and sighs.

In previous years, she spent time at Mo's house, smiling on the surface, but cold in her heart. After the new year's Eve dinner, she basically spent time with Bai Shengyan and other friends.

In retrospect, I used to spend the new year with Yuan Nuo Mo Yutong. There have been a lot of things this year, and I don't know what to do.

If you're not surprised, I'm probably with Jing mowen.

It's said that Yan binwei is going to propose. This year, maybe he can't spend New Year's Eve with Bai Shengyan.

In just a few months, things change.

The cold wind rolled the dead leaves and floated in the air, like a mixture of smoke and dust, like a butterfly hovering gracefully.

When winter comes, spring is naturally not far away.

Yiran had an outdoor wedding today.

There is a famous lake in the city.

Because the bride always likes Qingyu and often takes care of Mo Yiran's business, she still ordered Qingyu's dessert this time.

The new lady was generous and ordered 10000 or 20000 things. Mo Yiran naturally came in person.

Brought ah Qing today.

In the past, the child used to make dessert in the company and didn't like going out on the field.

But now he has learned what he should learn. Even some old employees can't or can't do well, such as makaron, he has done well, so he has no excuse not to come out.

So Mo Yiran just brought him out today.

Ah Qing was very smart and knew the beauty of symmetry in placing dessert, so he set it up quickly.

Mo Yiran finished talking to the bride on the phone, walked over to have a look, moved a little, and was satisfied overall.

"Good savvy and high efficiency. Go out more next time."

Yiran smiled at the boy.

The young man had no choice but to help his forehead: "sister ran, boss, let go of my little brother! I'm not promising. I just want to stay in the company and make cakes, squeeze cream and go out on the field. I'll leave it to my sisters."

Yiran raised her eyebrows and smiled, "they all want to play outside. It's not hard work. Why do you resist?"

"Most of the sisters in the company are single. Going out is conducive to romantic encounters. Naturally, I want to run away. I'm still young and don't need it."

Ah Qing is wronged.

Naturally, after hearing the speech, she couldn't help but be happy: "it's not small, eighteen."

The teenager approached Mo Yiran, frowning, gently tugging at the woman's dark gray woolen sleeve, and said in a soft voice, "sister ran, don't do it. They like to let them go. I don't want to. Moreover, in this cold day, some people prefer outdoor wedding ceremonies. I don't know what to smoke! How can I stand my thin little body?"

"Come on, don't be coquettish. I won't force you if you don't want to."

Mo Yiran shook his head, raised his eyes and looked at the boy who was much taller than himself. He frowned slightly: "ah Qing, are you really eighteen?"

"Of course, look at my height! I still have six abdominal muscles. My sister can have a look one day."

The young man smiled sincerely on his white face, like a little angel.

Yiran narrowed her eyes slightly and patted the boy's hand on her shoulder: "leave it to your future girlfriend. There's another list for a new girl to go to. I'm not at ease. Go and have a look. As soon as you get here, there are many lists these days. When you're finished, go back to the company and don't stay outside."

"I see, boss, be careful on the way!"

Ah Qing waved to Mo Yiran with a bright smile. When the cold wind blew, the boy's black hair was scattered.

Yiran looked deeply at the boy, said nothing, and turned away.

When ah Qing first came, although he looked like a dusty child, he was wearing a famous brand.

It is not the Peugeot of those eye-catching sports brands, but a low-key and restrained luxury.

Generally, I can't see it.

However, Mo Yiran is surrounded by Bai Shengyan, a big tycoon who loves luxury goods, so her eyes are particularly sharp and can be seen at a glance.

It's all real.

At that time, ah Qing also had fair skin and white jade hands. Except for the cocoon written on his middle finger, there was no scar or thin cocoon on his palm.

Therefore, it is definitely not that poor people were born, as he said when he introduced himself.

If Mo Yiran guessed right, which rich family ah Qing should have run away from home.

White and pure, outstanding temperament, and so exclusive to the outfield.

Qingyu's orders are now generally a list of 6000 up, so it is inevitable to encounter high-class society at the wedding banquet.

Ah Qing is worried about being recognized.

Mo Yiran thought that if ah Qing was really a noble childe who ran away from home, he could not bear hardships for a few days, so he naturally left.

But Mo Yiran didn't expect that the child is still happy every day.

"Elder sister!"

The familiar and long lost voice sounded behind him, Mo Yiran's footsteps.

Looking back, it was really Mo Qing.

"Ah Qing?"

Looking at a young man in a light gray striped suit, holding champagne in his hand and combing his hair back, Mo Yiran said, "what are you?"

"The groom is a friend's eldest brother."

Mo Qing's face was cold and simple. After giving a brief account, she didn't talk much nonsense. She directly said, "do you have any money? I want to change my mobile phone."

Mo Yiran frowned, but didn't say anything. He took out his wallet and asked, "how much do you want?"

"Eight thousand."

After a meal with dyed's hand, the hand holding the wallet deviated and picked up the mobile phone.

"I've transferred 10000 to you. Come back to me when you have difficulties."

The woman looked at the boy quietly.

Mo Qing's cell phone rang. After receiving the money, she rushed to Mo Yiran and hooked her lips with a smile: "thank you, elder sister."

Then he left.

The young man's back is thin, but it seems that he can bear the power of ten thousand forces.

Mo Yiran looked at it and was distracted.

Mo Qing... Seems to have changed a lot

Mo Yiran was a little upset. She bought a cup of coffee to warm her hands and swayed slowly in a nearby park.

At the stone table next to it, someone was sitting and playing chess, but there was only one person.

Mo Yiran sat down and said with a smile, "Sir, why are you playing chess here alone?"

"I used to be accompanied by my wife. Now when I leave, I follow myself."

The old man is old and gray.

"Shall I accompany you?"

Mo Yiran said.

"OK, OK."

The old man looked very happy.

The chess game was rearranged. The old man took a move of chess, but Mo Yiran was silent for a long time.

"Sir, you shouldn't be a novice, are you?"

The other party was shocked, "little girl, how do you know?"

Yi Ran smiled: "after playing chess for so many years, there are not many people who are handsome in the first step..."

The old man laughed with a clear voice.

"Sir, aren't you kidding me? If you look down on me, I'll leave."

Yiran pretends to be angry and gets up. Sure enough, the old man quickly stands up and stops people.

"Just kidding. Don't be angry, little girl."

The old man was a little anxious, as if he was really worried that Mo Yiran would leave.

Seeing that Yiran sat down again, the boss opened his mouth slowly, and his eyes were full of emotion.

"My old friend as like as two peas, when we first met, we were all very young, ten years old, youth, and I was exactly the same as you said."