President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran fell asleep at more than ten o'clock last night because she was too tired, so she woke up early the next day.

Looked at the time, it was only 8:30.

Looking at the bright sun outside, Yiran is no longer sleepy. She lifts the quilt and gets up to wash.

After finishing the wash, breakfast, pruning the flower branches, watering the green plants, running on the treadmill for twenty minutes, boxing for ten minutes, bathing and applying the mask, read ten pages of books and financial news, skin care, make-up and pick clothes.

Looking at the time, it was less than ten o'clock.

Jing mowen said yesterday that she would pick her up at 1 pm, but this morning Mo Yiran turned on her cell phone and found that Jing mowen sent her a message saying that there were a lot of things in the company, which might be a little late. She couldn't come until about 3 pm.

Mo Yiran took the car key and went out.

She went to the company first.

Because this dessert company is only a small profit, ordinary people may feel that they make a lot of money, but for Mo Yiran, it's just to earn some pocket money, not to let themselves idle.

Moreover, even if he just drives around casually, some people will be malicious to this insignificant small company, which makes Mo Yiran very unhappy.

I haven't been there for several days. It's always under the control of the people at hand. There's no problem.

When Mo Yiran arrived at the company, he happened to meet ah Qing who came down by elevator.

A few days later, the boy looked haggard and absent-minded. He almost ran into Mo Yiran.

But he stopped in time.

"Sister Ranran? I haven't seen you in the company for a long time. I thought you forgot you had a company."

The boy quickly adjusted his look and smiled.

"It's only a few days, isn't it because you're out of your mind?" Mo Yiran looked at the two black eyes of the boy who didn't sleep well, and then said, "stayed up late last night to play games?"

The young man was stunned. He raised his hand and touched his eyes. He whispered, "is it so obvious?"

Mo Yiran shook his head reluctantly: "you don't stay in the company during working hours. Run down and be lazy?"

"How dare you? Isn't this a meal? If you don't want to eat takeout, come downstairs to have some." the boy touched his flat abdomen as he said.

Yiran nodded: "go."

Then Mo Yiran went upstairs and walked around the studio, looked at the orders and bills these days, and checked the equipment. Seeing that there was no problem, he encouraged the employees to leave after a few words.

When going downstairs, Mo Yiran suddenly saw a small blood mark on his bare leg. He didn't know when and where.

It is estimated that it is the pot of green plants with sharp leaves newly transported by the company.

Mo Yiran wiped it with his fingers, and the light red blood was skimmed on his wet and white fingers.

She frowned. Instead of going to the parking lot, she walked out of the company and bought band aids at the nearby 24-hour convenience store.

When I came out, the sky outside was overcast, and thick clouds covered the sun.

Mo Yiran walked back, raised his eyes, but suddenly saw a familiar figure sitting by the second floor window of the high-end Cafe opposite.

The boy's face was cold and his fingers knocked impatiently on the table. It seemed that even his friends had not been touched by the cup of coffee in front of him.

Opposite the boy sat two men in black suits. At this time, they looked at the boy seriously and handed him something like a contract.

But the boy just sneered and didn't answer. The formal man had to take it back.

Ah Qing?

Mo Yiran picked her eyebrows and thought it was not easy.

Isn't it true that ah Qing is the child of a rich family, as she thought, and now the family has come?

For a long time, Yiran shook her head. It had nothing to do with her, so she turned and left.

Poverty is beyond her control; Wealth, she does not have to flatter.

Leaving the company, she did not dye the supermarket, bought a pile of vegetable & fruit meat, and she was very idle in recent days. She expected to stay at home more time, so she wanted to cook for herself.

Mo Yiran seldom goes shopping in the supermarket, but he can't stop when he goes shopping. He has to go to each counter to have a look and touch.

Mo Yiran stayed in the raw meat area for a long time. She liked beef and shrimp very much, so she chose it for a long time.

Half make beef brisket stewed with tomato, and half save it for curry tomorrow.

Mo Yiran looked at all kinds of meat, vegetables and fruits in the cart and left with satisfaction.

Passing by the freezer area, Mo Yiran picked up a lot of milk and bacon.

Mo Yiran doesn't really like those greasy things, but bacon is an exception.

She still remembers the summer evening when she was a child. She hung on the swing in the yard barefoot and watched Hal's Moving Castle while swinging.

The scene of the little boy eating bacon fried eggs and drinking milk tea with a knife and fork is still vivid today.

It's... So tempting

Finally, he chose a few bottles of red wine and a large bag of Turkey noodles, and Mo Yiran settled the bill with satisfaction.

When she got home, she worked for more than an hour and prepared a table of dishes.

Stewed Beef Brisket with tomato, salted shrimp, braised sea cucumber, ginseng black chicken soup, mustard blue in oyster sauce, stir fried broccoli.

And steamed shrimps and eggs in chicken soup.

It seems a little more

Mo Yiran looked at the dishes on the table.

In fact, she is free today. On a whim, she feels uncomfortable watching the dishes she bought. She accidentally makes too much.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Yiran thought of his legal husband who had just obtained the certificate and was still working hard in the company.

Well... It's cheaper for you

She thought so. Then she packed half of the dishes into the incubator, filled the white rice, put the rest into the refrigerator, took the car key and drove away.

When he arrived at Jingmo company, no one came out to stop Mo Yiran.

Jing mowen's romantic proposal spread all over the world in a short time. At that time, some young gossip lovers recorded videos and competed to watch them.

Of course, the employees of jingmowen company are not vegetarian. There are always some people who come in by relationship. After they get the live video screen, they spread it around. Before long, the whole company knew that their big boss was getting married.

And I don't mean to keep a low profile at all.

At this moment, I saw the landlady coming in from a distance and greeted Mo Yiran happily one by one.

Mo Yiran was in a good mood and gave them a warm and kind smile one by one.

Upstairs, the first thing I saw was the gossip little secretary.

Then there is the flower spring with a gloomy face as usual.

"Hello, Ranran." the little secretary waved happily when he saw Mo Yiran.

"Hello Qingqing." Yi Ran smiled at her, "where's the ink? Is it in there?"

Qingqing in formal dress nodded and said with a smile, "yes, I saw Mr. Jing staring at your picture on the table just now when I went in to deliver coffee."

Don't smile with dyed lips.