President spoils the dark wife

"It doesn't spread out, nor does it mean a blockade."

Cui biejun said.

Mo Yiran frowned and nodded, "Mr. Cui, be careful all the way."

After Cui biejun left, the ward fell into silence again, and the dropping of the needle could be heard.

Mo Yiran bowed his head, and his dark eyes were like two black grapes, dark and dull.

Just now, because of Cui biejun's arrival, her thoughts were disturbed.

Jing mowen said that he was hit and ran away. No matter how he looked at it, it was very strange.

And Mo Yiran clearly remembers that when he hit the car, he clearly glimpsed the man with his remaining light.

I vaguely remember that he was a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance and panic on his face.

Not only the fear of death, but also the fear of seeing people who are afraid.

At the moment of the crash, she remembered that the man in the opposite car had no air bag and was seriously injured and bloody.

Even if that person had to go, how could she wake up and run before she was only slightly injured?

What is Jing mowen hiding?

Is it difficult because she is afraid that she will feel guilty and remorse because she hit someone as a perpetrator and never recover?

Or is it that the person who was hit has died, and the truth was covered up for fear that she would be sad?

Mo Yiran feels funny. If this is the reason, Mo Yiran will be very disappointed with Jing mowen.

She was never a vulnerable person.

What's more, if the other party really died because of her, she should apologize anyway. Even if it is hindsight, it's better than refusing to recognize the facts.

Dare to do and admit, isn't it what people should do?

If you don't have the courage to face such a point, you deserve to be mediocre all your life.

Mo Yiran didn't tell others about the accident. Because the injury was not serious, he didn't want to worry those who care about themselves.

Therefore, no one came to visit except Jing mowen, HuaQuan and Cui biejun.

Mo Yiran persuades Jing mowen to go back to the company. She is not happy that Hua Quan kept it from her and deliberately supported him. Cui biejun was directly threatened by his own insinuation. Therefore, Mo Yiran is rare in recent days.

Naturally, the company's affairs are taken care of by the people she likes. Nothing will happen in her absence these days.

She has been resting in the hospital for a few days. Jing mowen's sister-in-law Zhang cooks very well. She has been delivering meals these days.

Eat, read, read, read the movie, and when the curtain is open, you can overlook the Wutong tree on the complex road in A city.

Perplexing and warm Harusu Ri's rays were cut into branches by the branches of the Wutong tree and sprinkled on the ground.

Maybe it was because God saw that she was too comfortable and unhappy, so he gave her a little lesson.

It was another sunny morning when the fog dispersed. Mo Yiran woke up from his sleep and got up fiercely. He only heard a "creak".

Mo Yiran's Pillow

When Xiang Xinwei came to see her, Mo Yiran was more upset.

I'm not familiar with this woman. I don't like this woman in my heart. It's too empty to promise. It's very troublesome.

"Yiran, are you better? I was scared to death when I heard that you had a car accident. But I was relieved when I heard that you didn't have a big accident. No, I came to see you when I was free."

Xiang Xinwei doesn't know where to get the news. She knows that Mo Yiran likes roses and brings a bunch of beautiful red roses.

"Weiwei, you have a heart."

Mo Yiran smiled.

But my heart is agitated.

The woman gave herself a bully when she came, which was kind in ink.

If Hua Quan hadn't described to himself the scene that Xiang Xinwei posted Jing Mo Wen upside down and was humiliated, Mo Yiran's mood might have been taken by Xiang Xinwei.

Xiang Xinwei is probably going to work today. She wears a heroic suit and is simply crisp. She is quite different from the image of the noble and rich woman she saw in the past.

It's beautiful. It's really beautiful.

Independent women are completely different from women who sit, eat and die.

Gas field alone is very different.

Mo Yiran is wary of Xiang Xinwei because she is different from Yuan Nuo and others.

She lives abroad all year round and has great wealth. Now she returns to China. She doesn't sit and die because she has money, but chooses to do things, improve herself and don't let herself get out of touch with the world.

If Xiang Xinwei didn't have an impact on Mo Yiran's life, there is no doubt that Xiang Xinwei is the type of woman Mo Yiran likes.

It will not only spend money, but also create wealth.

The gentle character is so charming.

"Yiran, what happened to your neck?"

Xiang Xinwei sat on the sofa. Seeing that Mo Yiran always touched her neck from time to time, she asked in some doubt.

"I fell asleep... Ah Qiu! Hiss..."

Mo Yiran answered that pollen flew into her nose. She sneezed fiercely. As a result, sneezing was hard, involving her pillow neck. She couldn't help taking a breath in pain.

Falling asleep... It's really painful

How can you do if you have cervical spondylosis when you get old?

Mo Yiran sighed helplessly.

"Yiran, are you allergic to pollen?"

Xiang Xinwei asked when she saw Mo Yiran sneezing.

Yiran wanted to shake her head, but when she thought that she had fallen asleep and was afraid to move, she had to say reluctantly, "no, there is a little allergic rhinitis, probably because spring is coming. It will be like this when she suddenly smells a peculiar smell. It's not a big deal."

"I see."

Smile at Xinwei.

Then Xiang Xinwei stayed for a while and chatted with Mo Yiran for a while.

Probably aware that Mo Yiran was absent-minded, she said goodbye to Xinwei.

Xiang Xinwei just got up and was about to leave, but the door of the ward opened again.

It's white smoke.

Mo Yiran knows that Bai Shengyan is coming and has made an appointment today, so Mo Yiran hopes to leave to Xinwei earlier.

"Mr. Bai."

Xiang Xinwei sees Bai Shengyan in the same suit and greets with a smile.

Although it is also a suit, compared with Xiang Xinwei's serious stripe fashion, Bai Shengyan's suit is relatively loose.

Gentle beige, with a bean green suspender skirt inside.

Gentle and intellectual, full of femininity.

In the past, the long curly hair that was always scattered on the shoulders was tied at the back of the head at will, which made the woman look less fierce and more gentle.

Bai Shengyan saw that he greeted Xinwei and smiled at her, but he didn't say much. He walked to Mo Yiran's bed.

She didn't bring any consolation products, so she picked up a kiwi fruit in the fruit basket on the table.

"Who was that woman in a pickle suit just now? She looks familiar."

Seeing Xiang Xinwei leave, Bai Shengyan dug a spoonful of kiwi fruit with a spoon and continued lazily: "say hello to me. I don't know her."

Mo Yiran laughed with a puff.

"By the way, don't talk about this. Let's get down to business. What you asked me to check has an eye."

Bai Shengyan swallowed the kiwi fruit and said solemnly.