President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran wants to know that Mo Changguo will be angry with her when she sees herself at this time. She is too lazy to go back to be angry and asks Han Dao to go to Mo's house to report peace.

She will get married in two days, but she always feels that this marriage may not go too smoothly, just as Bai Shengyan said.

Sure enough, the next day, Han Daolai took her to Ran's apartment to apply for a marriage certificate.

As a result, all kinds of things always happen in the middle. For example, when it is about to be the turn of two people, a couple in front suddenly turn over and everyone begins to argue. Either it was not easy for the couple to leave, the other pair took photos, and suddenly came over, a self proclaimed original to recover, in short, all kinds of accidents.

But piansheng, the Civil Affairs Bureau, suddenly became extremely incorruptible and did not give privileges, killing Han Daoqi half to death.

If one day is like this, it can also be said that two people are unlucky, but if they are like this for two days in succession, Yiran feels strange.

"Yiran, about the marriage certificate..."

"It doesn't matter. It's just a marriage certificate. Our marriage has been completed. After tomorrow, I'll be your wife. Don't worry too much."

Once again, the two people who missed the working hours of the Civil Affairs Bureau came out one after another. Han Dao looked a little frustrated to catch the former comfort.

Han Dao gently held Yiran's hand and smiled bitterly.

what is done cannot be undone? He hopes it's done!

Mo Yiran, he will marry him anyway!

The humiliation suffered, the hardships suffered during the period, and the forbearance now will usher in the final trial.

Yuan family courtyard——

Because of the reception a few days ago, Yuan Shixiong has been under various pressures from the outside world for days, and his business has been affected one after another. He has not recovered until now. Therefore, Yuan Shixiong is busy in the company and has not returned for several days.

On the second floor, in Yuan Nuo's room, a blonde woman in a retro green dress was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, holding a red wine glass in her hand and shaking carelessly.

In front of her, yuan nuozheng threw the bottle angrily and roared: "is it useful? I've listened to you all these days, but Mo Yiran hasn't been affected at all. She's getting married tomorrow! What should I do when she's married? You said you wanted to help me, but why is it useless!"

"Girl, I can understand your youth, but I still trouble you. Don't be impatient."

The blonde looked twenty-five or six, her eyes blurred, but her expression was very gentle: "who knows who is the winner before the last moment? Maybe she will turn over at the last moment."

She smiled with a gentle face, but her eyes were cold.

Late at night, after dealing with the company, Jing mowen returned to yunmu residence. As soon as he took off his clothes and took a bath in the bathtub, his mobile phone rang.

He glanced at the screen, smiled and refused.

After a minute, the mobile phone rang again, and Jing mowen continued to refuse.

After several minutes, Jing mowen wiped his wet hand with a towel and finally answered.

"In the middle of the night, did I disturb Mr. Jing's good thing?"

The woman's angry voice sounded on the other end of the phone, with some faint mockery. She knew he must have deliberately!

Jing Mo's eyes smiled and said, "how does Miss Mo know my contact information? If I remember correctly, I don't think I told you."

"I still have this ability."

"Then you are very powerful." Jing mowen praised it in a tone of pretending to worship.

To dye your face is not thin. It's shameless.

"I'm flattered. The reason why I called you is that I'm as smart as you. I don't think I don't know."

"If Miss Mo doesn't say, how can I understand?"

Jing mowen pretended to be a fool.

Yiran gritted her teeth, calmed down and said, "did you say hello to the Civil Affairs Bureau? Those group performances are also very conscientious. Shouldn't Mr. Jing manage everything every day? Why do you have spare time to do these boring and childish things. You should know that what you do can't stop the marriage between Han and Mo."

Jing mowen's fingers beat the bathtub without denying his behavior. "How do you know if you don't try? Maybe Miss Mo will be moved by my sincerity?"

"Just keep dreaming, Jing mowen!"

The phone was hung up.

Jing mowen blinked. He was in a good mood and closed his eyes and continued to take a bath.