President spoils the dark wife

Xiang Xinwei went to the top floor. After all, she stood high and looked far away. She soon found Jing mowen, who was still tidying up her clothes at that time.

Seems a little nervous, pacing back and forth.

Xiang Xinwei originally just wanted to make a slight damage, but when she looked at the faint expectation on Jing mowen's face, she was angry and aimed at the man's heart.

But she hasn't held a gun for many years, and her shooting method is not very good.

One hand shakes and misses.

Jing mowen happens to be the kind of person who will keep alert at any time under any circumstances.

From the moment when the gunfire mixed with the sound of fireworks burst, the man suddenly dodged and escaped the fatal blow.

But it was clear to Xinwei that although Jing mowen avoided the key, he was hit on the shoulder.

The scarlet blood stained the man's pure white suit, and large tracts of red were shocking.

The moment Jing mowen fell, the people around him became confused.

But because the sound of fireworks was so loud that it overshadowed the chaos, none of the guests outside noticed the shooting.

Xiang Xinwei was scared silly at that time. She really shot as soon as her brain was hot!

Maybe it's because of jealousy, maybe it's because of the irritability ridiculed by Cui biejun, or maybe it's to delay Jing mowen's proposal

All in all, she did it.

finished.

This was Xiang Xinwei's only idea at that time.

According to Jing mowen's ability, can he not find out who it is?

But no matter how, Xiang Xinwei still forced herself to be calm and left the scene of the crime.

Originally, I wanted to deal with the murder weapon quickly before the situation became serious, but I didn't expect to meet Cui biejun.

"What are you thinking?"

Suddenly, the man spoke impatiently again.

At the same time, the icy wind blew on her face. It was obviously a cool wind in April, but it felt like a knife cut on Xiang Xinwei's face.

Xiang Xinwei came back and thought carefully.

Just now Cui biejun's sentence "tell her what" reminded her.

Cui biejun only knows that she obeyed his pistol, but he doesn't know that she shot Jing mowen. He has no evidence!

Why should she be afraid of him?

Thinking of this, Xiang Xinwei put away the humble gesture of begging for mercy just now, stood up and looked coldly at Cui biejun: "what about your gun? What's wrong with your humiliation? I didn't break it. Just give it back to you."

With that, he stuffed the pistol into Cui biejun's hand, then patted the grass scraps on his skirt and left.

"It's kind of shameless courage."

Cui biejun, holding a pistol, looked at Xiang Xinwei's back and smiled. He was completely two people with the cold faced king of hell just now.

For a long time, he looked at the pistol and smiled more.

One bullet is missing.

Sure enough, he was the one he liked and lived up to his expectations.

In this world, killing with a knife is the best way to manipulate other people's emotions, hand over a knife and let the other party take the initiative.

Your hands must be clean and free from a drop of blood.

Mo Yiran stands where he is. He doesn't feel right. Until the multi-layer big cake was pushed in front of the waiter, she sighed long and seemed to admit her fate.

Maybe she really thinks too much.

No matter how powerful Jing mowen is, it is impossible to prepare all the matters of the proposal in such a short few hours.

Shook his head, smiled and took the steel knife handed over by the waiter, and then prepared to cut the cake under the attention of everyone.

"Make a wish! Make a wish! Make a wish!"

I don't know who joined in the fun, suddenly shouted in the crowd.

Then, the word "make a wish" sounded one after another in the crowd. With the rhythmic clapping sound, Mo Yiran was a little embarrassed.

It was the first time for her to have such a grand birthday.

"Ran Ran."

Mo Yiran was about to close his eyes and make a wish when a magnetic male voice sounded.

Yiran looked at the past, but she was surprised to see Yan binwei.

Mo Yiran just looked at the man holding the flower gift box and walked over with a smile step by step.

To tell the truth, Mo Yiran has never seen Yan binwei smile so gently at himself. She can't help shaking.

The sharp eyed Yan binwei naturally didn't miss this small detail and understood what Mo Yiran meant, but the man was very calm in full view of the public.

"Ah Yan can't come today. Ask me to give you the gift."

Yan binwei smiled kindly, handed Mo Yiran a large bouquet of red roses, opened the gift box and winked at Cui Liji not far away.

Cui Liji understood what Yan binwei meant when she saw the things in the gift box. She lifted her skirt and stepped forward a few steps and took out the crown from the gift box in Yan binwei's hand.

Mo Yiran looked at the crown, opened his lips slightly, and his eyes twinkled.

She remembered that she had given Baisheng cigarettes and a crown at Christmas, which cost more than 9000 yuan. At that time, the meat hurt.

Unexpectedly, Bai Shengyan gave her a crown back now.

"Ranran, ah Yan said, in your heart, she is your queen. In her heart, you are her Princess."

Yan binwei opened with a smile.

This is what Bai Shengyan asked her to tell her before he came.

Smell speech, Mo Yiran just noticed the gap between the two crowns.

The overall design of the one she gave to ah Yan is more sharp, which is very in line with the posture of Bai Shengyan's strong woman.

The one that ah Yan gave himself, although it is also a crown, gives people a very gentle feeling. It is even dotted with a lot of pure white feathers, which complement the jewelry. It is really exquisite and incomparable beauty.

"OK, I see. Thank ah Yan for me."

Yiran smiles at Yan binwei.

"You're welcome, Ranran."

Yan binwei smiled softly and frighteningly. When she read the word "Ranran", she increased her tone, and Mo Yiran shook again.

She knows what Yan binwei means.

Today, in public, he has given enough face.

Later, Mo Yiran bent slightly, and Cui Liji smiled and took the crown for her.

At this moment, Mo Yiran suddenly heard a word.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

"Sister ran, make a wish quickly!"

Cui Liji urged. Her little face was full of excitement, more eager than her birthday star.

Yiran smiled and folded her hands under the eyes of the people.

——Hope to get rich.

Ran thought happily, then opened her eyes, took a long breath and blew out all the candles.

"Good!"

Everyone was in an uproar and clapped one after another.

I'm kidding. This is Jing mowen's girlfriend. Who dares not give face?

"If you blow so hard, it seems that your wish can't come true. What you won't make is sudden wealth?"

Gu Xiu didn't know when he came over and said with a smile.

Yiran was embarrassed and didn't reply.

After cutting the cake, Mo ran looked anxiously for the figure of Jing mowen in the crowd. However, for a long time, he still didn't see the familiar figure.

Where have you been?

With dyed eyelids jumping, she always felt a little uneasy.

In a corner where Mo Yiran can't see, a pale man is holding the wall and looking at Mo Yiran in the crowd expressionless.

Looking at the gentle smile on the woman's face, the man smiled, warm and spoiled with silk.

Ranran, as long as you are happy

Gradually, exhausted, the man fell to the ground.

"President Jing! President Jing!"

Several men in suits finally found Jing mowen who suddenly left after being injured. Seeing that the man was about to fall to the ground, they showed panic in their eyes and scrambled to help Jing mowen.