President spoils the dark wife

"But I swear, I've never asked anyone to hurt Yutong. Although I'm a rival in love, I still have more or less friendship with her. What's more, I'm already the winner in this love competition. There's no need to do anything to hurt her. She's miserable enough!"

The girl in front of her was sincere and could not see any lie.

Mo Yiran just looked at her lightly and didn't speak.

Because Mo Yiran believes that Yuan Nuo will fill all the loopholes before he asks questions.

For example, Mo Yiran met Mo Yutong in Qi Baiyu's mansion yard.

So how did yuan Nuo, who was still locked up in the hotel at that time, learn about Mo Yutong's whereabouts and find someone to catch her?

"One of my classmates was also in the United States..."

"Don't you happen to see Mo Yutong and I come out of a villa and get into a roadside taxi?" Mo Yiran asked with a smile.

"Yes, that's true. You know, Yutong and I are classmates. My classmates know me and naturally know Yutong, so he sent me a message... Wait, what's the matter with your smile... Don't you believe me?"

Yuan Nuo's eyes widened angrily, and the coffee spoon was heavily patted on the table by the angry woman.

The dull sound of "bang" showed the girl's anger.

"I didn't say," Mo Yiran sipped his coffee calmly.

"You go on." Mo Yiran smiles.

Yuan Nuo snorted angrily, "if you let me say it, why?"

"You did a lot of wicked things to me before. If Jing mowen knew that you were also the murderer who indirectly killed his children, what would he do to you? Oh, no, it's your whole yuan family."

"What, what child?"

Yuan Nuo's face was pale.

"You don't know. When you kidnapped me with Yu Na and Mo Yutong, I was pregnant, Jing mowen."

In the face of Mo Yiran, who said this calmly, Yuan Nuo's face had no blood color.

"Impossible... Impossible... You were not with Jing mowen at that time... You..."

Yuan Nuo seemed to be looking for an excuse, but she suddenly remembered something. She suddenly looked up and looked at Mo Yiran in shock. Her eyes were frightened: "was it that time..."

Mo Yiran smiled and nodded: "Yes, you helped me. I have to thank you. If you hadn't drugged me, I wouldn't have met Jing mowen. If I hadn't met Jing mowen, I might not threaten you here. If I married Han Dao at the beginning, maybe now you're holding something against me to get us divorced. Yuan Nuo, butterfly effect, do you know?"

Yuan Nuo's face was dead white, so he almost turned his eyes and fainted.

"I... can't I? Don't scare me anymore. Although I'm not as fragile as Miss Cui's heart, I can't stand your intimidation..."

Yuan Nuo whispered.

Miss Cui?

Tridge?

Why is her heart fragile?

Mo Yiran raised her eyebrows, but because Yuan Nuo opposite had already spoken, Mo Yiran didn't take this matter to heart and forgot it in the twinkling of an eye.

When she recalled yuan Nuo's unintentional words, she was already in the dark.

"I had a fight with Yutong's friend. You didn't know where to go with her, so I asked my friend to follow you, but I couldn't keep up. I don't know what you mean by looking for someone to strengthen Yutong. Even if Yutong and I are in love, I can't do such a vicious thing!"

Mo Yiran looked at Yuan Nuo deeply. Seeing that her eyes were sincere and not nervous, she just took back her eyes.

"How do you explain Wang Shuyu?"

Mo Yiran asked.

"At that time, I met Yutong's mother by chance in a restaurant. Since I met Yutong, I had to talk about it. Halfway through the conversation, a message suddenly came from her mobile phone. I just saw the picture. I remembered the clothes you wore when you were in the United States, and Yutong sat next to me. I said it casually."

"You are really good at passing by." Mo Yiran smiled.

Yuan Nuo: "

After leaving the coffee shop, Mo Yiran came home and lay on the sofa tired.

Yuan Nuo's words are not sure whether they are true or false, but at least they have a little beauty.

Mo Yiran also wants to find Mo Yutong, so this time Wang Shuyu comes to Mo Yiran to talk about Mo Yutong. Mo Yiran doesn't directly drive people away without saying a word.

Mo Yiran is very tired now, probably because he drank wine at noon and was frightened by those jacket men.

Lying on the sofa thinking about things, I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was dark.

Because the window and balcony door were opened in the afternoon, at night, the cold night wind blew in, and Mo Yiran shrank.

Yawning, she remembered that Jing mowen had asked her to have dinner. She was surprised and sat up fiercely.

She quickly picked up the mobile phone on the desk and found that it had no power and turned off automatically.

Mo Yiran charged his mobile phone and several missed calls.

It's all written by Jing mowen.

There is another message in wechat, which was also sent by Jing mowen.

——Ranran, there is an emergency tonight. I need to fly to Dongcheng. I'm sorry I can't eat with you. Don't read it.

Mo Yiran looked at the news, sighed, pursed his lips, threw his mobile phone on the sofa, and collapsed on the sofa.

For a long time, Mo Yiran called Jing mowen back.

It was quite a while before they answered.

"Hello? Ranran, what's the matter?"

The man's slightly deep voice came into his ears. Mo Yiran pursed his lips and said gently, "I was taking a nap just now. I didn't hear you. Why did you suddenly go to the east city? Isn't there any big deal? Is it now?"

"It's no big deal. It's basically solved, but if you go back a little late today, you can stay directly in the hotel arranged by the other party. I'll send you the address later and don't mess with women. Don't worry."

"I didn't say that you're guilty and don't admit it to yourself? There's no silver 300 Liang here!"

Don't pretend to be angry with ran.

"Really not, my baby, open video verification, huh?"

The man's voice was a little helpless, but it was very gentle. There was no anger, but a smile.

"No, I believe you." Mo Yiran smiled. "Go to bed early after you're busy. I won't disturb you."

"Well, when I get back."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Yiran completely collapsed and sat on the sofa, her small arm gently resting on her closed eyes.

The room was dark, and only Mo Yiran's mobile phone without a dark screen gave off a pale light.

Suddenly, Mo Yiran had an idea in his mind.

She looked at the time. It was only six o'clock.

The flight from city a to Dongcheng is only two hours.

If you take out an hour's journey, you can reach Dongcheng around 90 o'clock.

Although Jing mowen promised not to stay up late on the phone, it would certainly not be as easy as he said to suddenly call Jing mowen, the Giant Buddha, to Dongcheng without making an appointment. It is impossible for Jing mowen to sleep in the early morning.

Just then, the cell phone rang twice.

Jing mowen sent the location.