President spoils the dark wife

"What are you still doing here? Do you want Yiran to misunderstand? Go in and hide. Don't come out without my permission!"

Han Dao looked at the woman sitting motionless on the sofa and frowned angrily.

"What? I'll go in? Han Shao, I"

"What are you? Do you want to see me and Yiran get married?"

Han Dao put on his clothes and walked up to Mo Yutong. He raised his hand and held her chin fiercely, and the evil spirit hooked his lips: "Or is that what you're going to do? You use my mobile phone to dye her hair, let her come over, and then delete the message. Don't think I don't know what the hell you're doing! Mo Yutong, I warn you, if the marriage between Han and Mo is turned over because of you, I will never let you go!"

Facing Mo Yutong's unbelievable eyes, Han Dao loosened her, got up and turned his back to her.

With a little boredom in the cold tone, "if you weren't a little similar to Yiran, do you think I would see you? There's nothing comparable between you and Yiran!"

Mo Yutong was a proud girl since childhood. There were a lot of men chasing her, but this Han Dao even humiliated her with Mo Yiran that bitch!

I thought Han Dao would be completely disappointed with Mo Yiran because of Jing mowen, but I didn't expect that he still kept thinking about her.

Mo Yiran. You asked for it!

"Click"

The door opened.

Han Dao was wearing loose gray home clothes and his hair was still messy. It really looked like he had just woke up. The sun came in through the glass window and plated a layer of gold foil on Han Dao's already yellowish hair.

"Yiran, are you here?"

Han Daobi is one year older than Yiran. He is a very cheerful boy. His warm smile is infected by Yiran.

Yiran was shaken to her eyes by his smile and felt a little guilty.

"Han Dao, I'm really sorry about that night. I don't know why Jing mowen suddenly appeared." Yiran nodded at him and said as he entered the room.

"You don't have to explain, I believe you."

Han Dao's smile was deeper, so he caught his pure eyes, slightly opened his lips and sighed: "Han Dao, you called me today to talk to me about canceling the engagement? It doesn't matter. At this point, if we get married again, it's our Mo family's shame."

Yiran smiled and walked to the sofa. Her gentle eyes fell on the sofa. Little water stains came into her eyes and raised her eyebrows. The feelings in her eyes seemed to change, but it seemed that nothing had changed.

She sat down quietly and put her handbag on the sofa, just covering the little water stain and several women's hair.

I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional.

"What would you like to drink?"

Han Dao followed, did not answer her question, but changed the topic and asked.

"Just white water."

Han Dao nodded, went to the kitchen for a while, and soon came out again.

Seeing Han Dao coming out, Yiran quickly took back his sight of the room, picked up the glass and looked warm.

"It's so hot. Can you give me hot water?"

Yiran smiled and picked up the glass and drank.

"Sweet?" she looked at Han with some doubts.

Hearing the speech, Han Dao blushed on his face and turned a little shy. He scratched his hair and said with some embarrassment: "I'll forget the days. You shouldn't eat cold these days. Didn't you faint in pain once before? I'm a little worried."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I think you remember wrong."

Yiran put down the glass, which made a clear "knock" sound on the table.

"Really? It doesn't matter. Anyway, I still have a lot of time together in the future. I have plenty of time to take good care of you."

Yiran Weileng: "do you mean you don't intend to terminate the engagement?"

Han Dao dropped his hand. He went to Yiran and squatted down slowly.

He gently took the woman's cool hand, stared at her and said softly, "Yiran, I can take it as if I didn't hear what you said just now. Believe me, I will protect you and won't let you be wronged."

"But," Yi Ran frowned.

"Yiran, I won't be affected by the Han family if you withdraw now, but what can you do? I still know your situation in Mo's family. Wouldn't it be difficult for you if you withdraw now? Yiran, no matter what others treat you, I only believe you. As long as you say, I will believe Yiran. I really, really don't want you to be wronged."

Han Dao's sincere appearance made Yiran suddenly confused.

For the marriage between Han and Mo, she has always been neutral. It doesn't matter whether she marries or not.

If you don't marry, the economic conditions are reduced at most, but you are free and unrestrained; if you marry, you will preserve the Mo family. Looking at Han Dao's appearance, you won't have the heart to hurt her even if it is a love change and derailment in the future.

"Yiran, shall we get married as soon as possible? Whatever Jing Mo Wen and gossip he has, as long as you marry me, those things will not happen again."

Han Dao gently rubbed Yiran's delicate hand. He stood up and hugged the thin woman.

"Yiran, marry me."

"Well, I'll marry you."