Mo Yiran handed over the house to Qin Yu, and after a few days, he took wedding photos with Jing mowen happily.

Don't worry about Qin Yu's work.

Although Mo Yiran felt afterwards that it was really great for him to casually hand over tens of millions of assets to others, he didn't feel it at that time.

When I did many things, I didn't think there was anything. Often, after a long time, I suddenly look back. Ah, it was really crazy at that time.

Mo Yiran didn't pay much attention to the wedding photos before, because she was always entangled in all kinds of trivial things and didn't have time to pay more attention.

And she believes in Jing mowen, and more in HuaQuan's ability to work with Qingqing.

Mo Yiran doesn't need to care about these things. Even if she doesn't care about anything, she just needs to take photos in peace of mind when the matter is coming.

When Mo Yiran really asked about it, Mo Yiran was already on the way with Jing mowen.

She asked about the itinerary and time.

Jing mowen said he would go for half a month.

Mo Yiran has been listening for half a month and knows that there must be a lot of messy activities. Taking photos is just a cover. Playing is serious.

So, too lazy to listen to Jing Mo Wen, he directly asked HuaQuan for the itinerary and plan.

HuaQuan resisted at first, but Mo Yiran stared and handed it in obediently.

Well, Mo Yiran knows that when she stares at HuaQuan, it must be Jing mowen beside her who acquiesces to HuaQuan.

Otherwise, according to HuaQuan's temperament, if Jing mowen doesn't allow it, Mo Yiran will tear up the paper and swallow it into his stomach even if he stripped off his clothes.

After all, HuaQuan is very dedicated.

According to Bai Shengyan, he is a good dog of Jing mowen.

However, Mo Yiran can also understand HuaQuan.

He was once a rich young master. He finally pulled down his face and pretended to be a grandson for shelter and future. At this moment, he will cherish this opportunity and not let anyone destroy it.

Mo Yiran remembers that Jing mowen told her a very interesting thing.

When Jing mowen first came out to start a business, he was plotted because he was too top-notch.

Then HuaQuan found the suspicious person, but he was not too sure.

So Jing mowen, who was still very young at that time, picked the most suspect and played a play of pretending to be his grandson.

Then the other party is the kind of weak person. Once he succeeds in one thing, he is easy to get complacent. He wants to share the cause, the result and every detail, as if he could turn over after being oppressed for a long time.

Mo Yiran couldn't imagine what it would be like for a man like Jing mowen to pretend to be his grandson. Later, he secretly ran to ask HuaQuan.

HuaQuan said, what to pretend to be grandson, Jing mowen is to run to the nightclub to pretend to be degenerate.

In the eyes of some people, isn't it uncle to soak in a nightclub?

Jing mowen's three views are just different from ordinary people.

Jing mowen thinks that those who go to the nightclub are grandchildren who are unhappy in life and find excitement in life.

"Jing mowen, how much do you like the sea?"

Sitting on the plane with nothing to do, Mo Yiran looked carefully at the location and plan on the itinerary and made a corner of his eye.

Several cities selected at home are coastal cities, as are those abroad.

Before Jing mowen had time to speak, HuaQuan sitting behind said quietly, "if you don't live in a villa by the sea, do you want to go to the mountains and forests to shoot the story of the old village head and his beautiful daughter-in-law?"

Mo Yiran: "

"Rough words and rough management."

Jing mowen stood on the other side of HuaQuan this time.

Mo Yiran thought about it and thought it was reasonable, but Qingqing sitting next to HuaQuan refuted it.

"What did I say? I said it couldn't all depend on the sea. Look, does the president's wife have an opinion?"

Mo Yiran just wanted to say that she didn't care. After all, she felt that she and Jing mowen's face were holding on there. Even beggars in ragged clothes could still make people have a miserable beauty of prosperity in Chang'an.

But Qingqing spoke first.

"Can the deep mountains and old forests only be backward? Without a little romantic feelings, the deep mountains and old forests can also shoot the stories of fairy fairies and kings, okay? The seaside is romantic and romantic. Why don't you say that you can shoot a group of stories of old people and the sea, fishermen and mermaids on the beach?"

"You..."

HuaQuan turned her head and stared at Qingqing. She couldn't say anything to refute.

However, Mo Yiran looks thoughtful.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing Mo Yiran's sudden silence, Jing mowen thought she was uncomfortable, so he asked in a deep voice.

"I think Qingqing is a good proposal. The story of fisherman and mermaid."

Jing mowen: "

HuaQuan: "

Qingqing was stunned, followed by ecstasy. She proudly said to HuaQuan with her nostrils: "some people are not creative and follow rules. Life is short and boring."

Then, Qingqing directly stood up, put her arms on Mo Yiran's seat back, smiled and asked, "Ran Ran, you dress up as a mermaid, that's the most beautiful baby in the whole bay!"

Mo Yiran looked back and said with a smile, "Qingqing, you misunderstood. I mean, I'm the fisherman in the story between the fisherman and the mermaid."

As soon as the voice fell, Jing mowen's face turned black and stared coldly at Qingqing, the culprit of the idea.

While HuaQuan was holding a smile, and a Qingjun's face turned red.

Qingqing feels Jing mowen's cold eyes full of hate. She feels finished.

If she can, she especially wants to knock on the next window, and then "whoosh" jump down and fall into the endless blue sky

Because it was a private plane, the air fell into silence after several people suddenly fell silent in the cabin.

"I think the proposal of the fairy king of the deep mountain and old forest is also good."

Qingqing breathed a long sigh of relief when she heard the speech.

It's better for Jing mowen to be king than for Jing mowen to be a male Mermaid.

It's nice that she doesn't have to die.

Then Mo Yiran spoke thoughtfully again.

"Jing mowen is wearing a bare upper body, surrounded by leaves as an elf, and I dress up as a man as a king. It's really a sad and beautiful taboo love."

People: "

Qingqing feels that Jing mowen's eyes are cold again.

"No, it's not right. Jing Mo Wen is naked and the spring light suddenly leaks. He can't make it cheaper for others."

Jing mowen smiled with relief.

"Otherwise, take a story of a queen, an elf and a king."

"Love triangle?"

Jing mowen frowned.

"No." Mo Yiran shook his head.

Jing mowen frowned deeper. He had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Mo Yiran smiled: "no, the old king is dead."

Jing mowen: "

HuaQuan and Qingqing look at each other. Some of them don't know Mo Yiran's brain circuit.

They are a little confused about the plot now.

Are they crazy?

Why don't they know the plot?

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