President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran and Han Dao went to a Japanese food store called Banting mansion on the seventh floor.

"I remember when I came here before, it was still Akasaka Pavilion."

Yiran looked at the logo of the store and felt as if she were separated from the world.

Han daoxiao: "the quality of chiban Pavilion is getting worse and worse. If we don't reform, it will be completely abandoned."

"No appointment?"

"I had planned to come here for dinner today. I've made an appointment."

Yiran nodded and they walked in.

The decoration has the feeling of shogunate in Edo period, like walking in ertiao City, Kyoto.

Immediately after entering the door, a waiter in kimono greeted him with a smile.

The waiter led them inside and turned a corner, but suddenly saw a man and Yiran stopped.

"What's the matter?"

Han Dao saw that Yiran suddenly stopped and looked at the woman with some doubts.

The man looked at by Yiran seemed to be aware of Mo Yiran's sight, so he raised his eyes.

Seeing Yi Ran's calm eyes, he smiled faintly at her and nodded slightly. It was a greeting.

Mo Yiran also nodded at him, and then said to Han Dao, "nothing. Let's go."

The two men sat down, took off their black coats and put them on the side.

Cui biejun's eyes still fell on Mo Yiran, who was separated by several tables, and his eyes were unpredictable.

When the woman sitting opposite saw that Cui biejun was absent-minded, she was a little angry: "Hey, Mr. Cui, if you don't want to talk, I'll go and waste my time!"

Cui biejun took back his sight and still looked like a gentle jade.

The man continued the tea for the woman and smiled politely: "Miss Liu is always so impatient."

The woman opposite looked like twenty-two or three. Her upper body was a pure white loose Pullover and thighs, and her lower body was a pair of black leggings with exquisite makeup.

The brown coat, hat and sunglasses were casually thrown aside. The woman's lips were very dark, her big eyes narrowed slightly, and her sharp unnatural chin was very arrogant.

"What's the matter? It's disappointing you?"

The woman hooked her lips and looked contemptuous: "I'm sorry, I'm naturally acute, and I'm still very young. Unlike Mr. Cui, you've seen great storms and waves, and I'll always be light."

Cui biejun smiled.

On the other side, he did not look at Han Dao, who was playing with perfume, and looked cold. "What do you want to tell me?"

"Do you want to know about Jing mowen's past?"

The man put down his perfume, lifted his eyes and smiled quietly.

Han Dao is only one year older than Mo Yiran. He is somewhat indecisive in business, so his career is flat so far.

Jing mowen is totally different. He has always been decisive.

Mo Yiran narrowed his eyes slightly and put his hand gently on his thigh: "I have ears and eyes. What do I do through you to solve the past of Jingmo text?"

"Did he ever tell you what he thought?"

Mo Yiran was silent and said, "I never asked, and I believe him."

Han Dao smiled.

"I have basically understood the reasons why you appeared in the United States last time, and I know something about your experience. That man is very important to you, and you have never mentioned it to anyone. Jing mowen has known your past, but he conceals his first love from you. Don't you think it's unfair?"

Mo Yiran took a sip of water and said in a flat tone, "then tell me, I'll listen."

"Ah?"

Han Dao didn't expect Mo Yiran to be ready to listen to the story so soon. He didn't react for a moment and was a little confused.

"If you don't want to talk, I'll leave. I have to go back to work."

Mo Yiran slightly hooks his lips and reaches out to the next coat. It seems that he really wants to get up and leave.

Han Dao was surprised. He hurriedly got up and pressed Mo Yiran back. He was helpless: "OK, I'm afraid of you."

Mo Yiran sat down again.

Han Dao took a sip of tea and looked serious.

"Yiran, we used to be an unmarried couple. Although everyone is very jealous now, I still want to remind you. Jing mowen, it's definitely not as simple as you see on the surface."

"In this world, who can be simple? You?"

Mo Yiran asked.

Han Daoer's tip was slightly red and his face was embarrassed: "I, at least I won't hurt you now."

Don't smile without talking.

"The past of Jing Mo Wen was blank for one year."

"Blank? What do you mean?"

Don't frown, don't understand.

Seeing Mo Yiran finally became interested, Han Dao smiled and said, "I just can't find it."

Don't frown more tightly with dyed eyebrows.

"As everyone knows, Jing mowen is clean and not close to women. But that's only in recent seven or eight years. According to my investigation, Jing mowen once had a confidant, but then one day, the confidant suddenly disappeared. And when the woman disappeared, that's the year Jing mowen was 20, he also disappeared."

"What does it mean to disappear?"

"No one knows where he is. He is the most favored young master of the Jing family, but suddenly disappears. Doesn't the world feel strange? If someone feels strange, there will be people with many things to investigate. As long as there are eyebrows, there will be some clues."

"What did you find out?" Mo Yiran smiled.

"I found..." Han Dao pretended to be mysterious and stopped talking.

Mo Yiran was really worried, but he didn't look at it. He even ate heniu in a hurry.

Han Dao saw that Mo Yiran couldn't be worried. He was a little boring. He also picked up chopsticks and said, "the year Jing mowen disappeared, he recuperated abroad."

"Recuperate? What disease?"

Mo Yiran's hand caught the meat. He remembered the time when Jing mowen locked himself at the head of the bed with handcuffs. Jing mowen was really wrong, but Mo Yiran just thought that Jing mowen was too angry and didn't think much.

Could it be that Jing mowen's sudden change of temperament is related to his illness many years ago?

"I don't know. I can only find that Jing mowen was recovering from illness in the United States, but I can't find anything else."

Mo Yiran didn't speak and was distracted.

"Oh, yes, and the confidant of Jing mowen, I have some eyebrows..."

"I'll tell you! You've been lukewarm to me recently. It's true that you meet women here!"

Han Dao's words were not finished, but a sharp female voice sounded fiercely.

When they heard the sound, they turned around, but it was yuan Nuo.

"I'd like to see which fox spirit it is!"

Yuan Nuo approached and saw Mo Yiran. His face with exquisite makeup was distorted in an instant.

"Mo Yiran! It's you again! You have Jing Mo Wen. Why bother Han Dao!"

Yuan Nuo's eyes were red. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Mo Yiran heavily.

The sound of "pa" is clear and loud in the room.

"Yuan Nuo, what are you crazy about..."

When Han Dao saw Mo Yiran being beaten, he frowned instantly.

However, before Han Dao finished his reprimand, Mo Yiran stood up and looked coldly at Yuan Nuo.

Without a word, the backhand is a heavy slap.

Directly beat the woman to the ground, and blood seeped from the corners of her mouth.

"Mo Yiran, you're crazy! You're such a fox spirit!"