President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran is not stupid enough to go to Qin Yu alone. She doesn't have the courage yet.

So Mo Yiran caught the white smoke.

Bai Shengyan has just started a Porsche 911 recently. He is in a good mood. Once again, he goes to send a red bomb to Mo Yiran's old love. If he doesn't attend, he will explode in situ. Bai Shengyan is immediately excited and agrees without thinking about it.

"What a loser!"

Mo Yiran sat in Bai Shengyan's car, touching here and there, like a mountain girl who has never seen the world.

But that's why I'm familiar with Baisheng cigarette. That's why I feel this million luxury car so recklessly and without image.

She can't bear to spend so much money on a car that may only drive for a year or two, unless Jing mowen gives it to her.

"I liked 918, but I still feel it's a little expensive," Bai Shengyan said while driving.

"It's more than a little expensive, it's super expensive." Mo Yiran's eyes puffed: "but I remember Jing mowen seems to have one..."

This time, Bai Sheng smoked from the corner of her eye. She looked sideways and said, "Ranran, I know you are now a sparrow to a phoenix and are about to marry into a rich family, but please don't stimulate me. I refuse to show off your wealth."

Bai Shengyan looked at Mo Yiran solemnly.

"What does it mean that a sparrow becomes a phoenix? Can you talk? Although I'm not as rich as Jing mowen, I'm also a little rich woman, okay?"

Mo Yiran has some dissatisfaction.

"That's the property you took from Mo's house by sinister means."

Mo Yiran: "

"And you're not as rich as me. Marrying Jing mowen isn't a sparrow becoming a phoenix?"

Mo Yiran: "

"Ranran, you must be greedy for Jingmo's money!"

Mo Yiran Leng hum: "if I'm greedy for money, it's not easy to be with you directly? You're much more reliable than men. You'll never leave me."

Bai Shengyan gave a long "eh" and felt cold.

Bai Shengyan knows that Qin Yu is alive and that Qin Yu is Dongfang Yu.

Mo Yiran is Bai Shengyan's good friend. Their common master is still alive and quietly returns home. Of course, Mo Yiran wants to share this with his best friend.

Bai Shengyan was only a little surprised when he heard the news, and then he immediately recovered his composure.

In fact, Bai Shengyan had paid attention to the fourth person of Dongfang family in the early years.

Bai Shengyan, like Gu Xiu, is a psychopath who likes to investigate people.

As a businessman, she likes to take hold of others very much.

Especially those more mysterious and more challenging.

Although Dongfang family is a rich family, it is not high-profile. It only likes to play with its own people in everything.

Therefore, Bai Shengyan didn't have much contact with Dongfang family. He simply investigated Dongfang Si. After learning that Dongfang Si was going abroad to recuperate, he didn't make further investigation.

Because it's not necessary.

It won't involve too much.

Now it seems that it is obviously a slap in the face.

"Now I can imagine how happy Qin Yu will be when he receives this wedding invitation. He will be happy to hold the snow ball in a circle! The woman who has been entangled with her for many years will finally get married. No young and beautiful woman like me loves him deeply in the future."

Mo Yiran was moved by herself and pretended to wipe the unnecessary tears.

Bai Shengyan frowned and looked pitiful. He gently grabbed Mo Yiran's hand and said, "Ranran, don't think so. He won't hold the snow too much."

"Really?"

Mo Yiran blinked his eyes, pursed his lips, and sincerely looked at the woman in front of him. He was trying to hold Baisheng cigarette to comfort himself. As a result, he saw that Baisheng cigarette had deeper pity in his eyes.

"This will damage his image! Ranran, he will be happy to put fireworks in the whole city to celebrate!"

Mo Yiran: "

"Moreover, even without you, I believe that with Qin Yu's beauty and family background, there will be a large number of young girls competing with lovely little boys and falling in love with him one after another! You can safely marry him."

When we arrived at Dongfang house, the guard at the door didn't stop us. He just asked and let people in.

Of course, it's not Bai Shengyan and Mo Yiran's sacrificial hue, but Bai Shengyan told Qin Yu to visit before he came and asked Qin Yu to say hello to the guard at the door.

Mo Yiran was still struggling with how to speak later and how to face Qin Yu.

The housekeeper who came out to meet the Dongfang family said something that made Mo Yiran want to beat people.

"Miss Bai is here so soon? Mr. Si hasn't woken up yet. You two sit and wait a moment. I'll call Mr. Si up."

The housekeeper's polite attitude made Mo Yiran really unable to do it. He could only bear his anger and said with a smile: "that's troublesome."

After the housekeeper left, Mo Yiran and Bai Shengyan went to sit on the sofa. Midway, a maid came and asked them what they wanted to drink, but they declined.

Drink when you're full?

However, although Mo Yiran and Bai Shengyan declined, the maid still brought two glasses of boiled water that would not make mistakes.

After waiting for about half an hour, Mo Yiran couldn't stand it anymore. The glass in his hand was heavily placed on the table. He stood up angrily and said coldly, "I put my things here. Does he love to come or not! If you don't want to see me, just say what it is to hang us? I don't stand it!"

When Mo Yiran stood up angrily, his impatient appearance made Bai Shengyan feel a little incredible.

Mo Yiran used to be such an impatient person.

What's more, the people are still Qin Yu?

However, Mo Yiran, as a party concerned, did not notice anything wrong. He threw the wedding invitation heavily on the table. When he turned and was about to leave, a magnetic voice with a light smile was uploaded from the corridor behind him.

"Xiao ran, I haven't seen you for so many years. Why are you becoming more and more childish?"

Mo Yiran could not help trembling when she heard the familiar voice.

Gentle, indifferent, unpredictable.

Don't look back fiercely.

The man standing on the corridor was wearing a shirt and his eyes were lazy.

The 36 year old man is well maintained, with black and bright black hair, slanting and strong sword eyebrows, sharp edges and corners, slender and tall but not rough figure, just like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant, lonely but full of vitality. He exudes the strength of being proud of heaven and earth alone and independently.

The last time I saw Qin Yu, he wore a mask, which made Mo Yiran feel a sense of distance, as if his existence was very unreal.

Until now, Mo Yiran saw the man's true face, and her heart still couldn't stop the pain.

It was this face, once a pale, without a trace of blood color, that fell into her arms, and the body temperature was gradually cold.

However, now that the man stood in front of her and looked at herself with the same warm eyes as before, she felt as if she had returned to her time in the United States.

"It seems that you haven't grown old for so many years."

Mo Yiran looked at the man's handsome face without wrinkles. He couldn't believe that the man was thirty-six years old.

"Thank you for your compliment."

The man walked down with a smile. A maid handed him a glass of red wine. The man took it and took a sip. The bright red wine remained on the man's thin lips.

The man turned around, his slender and sharp black eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at Mo Yiran quietly.

For a long time, he smiled gently and said, "but Xiaoran, you seem to be a lot older and have black circles under your eyes. It seems that you can see a few white hairs faintly."

Mo Yiran: "