President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran went to the company in the morning and dealt with work and interpersonal relationships as before.

Everything is a daily need.

Mo Yiran thinks that the days are so boring, either eating or working.

It would be really boring if Xiang Xinwei and Yuan Nuo didn't come to muddy the water.

She doesn't like the invariable life.

Just Cha Cha, Jing mowen wants to be plain.

These two people are destined to be extraordinary.

But one wants stability and the other wants change.

At noon, Jing mowen came to pick up Mo Yiran.

I made an appointment for dinner last night.

"What would you like to eat?"

Jing mowen opens the door for Mo Yiran and asks.

"Well..."

Yiran thought for a moment, "Japanese materials."

"OK."

"Wait! Maybe it's hot pot?" Mo Yiran changed her mind temporarily. After a while, she shook her head again. "No, no, it's still Japanese!"

Jing mowen: "... Ranran, don't worry, think slowly."

Mo Yiran frowned, "forget it, you decide, I can."

Jing mowen got into the car, glanced at Mo Yiran and said, "I want to eat Cantonese food."

"No! I want steak!"

Don't be angry.

As soon as Jing mowen pulled out the corner of his mouth, he turned his head and put his arm on the woman's shoulder. With a fierce force, the woman came to the man, a foot away.

"I say Cantonese food is Cantonese food!"

The man said overbearing, his eyes like eagles and tigers. However, there is still some tenderness in the sharp.

Mo Yiran looked at the man close at hand. They were almost stuck together with the same tall bridge of their nose. They could already feel each other's temperature.

Where can Mo Yiran resist the temptation of Jing mowen? Reaching between them, he turned his head slightly and said weakly, "Cantonese food is Cantonese food. What's fierce?"

Jing mowen hooked his lip, stretched out his other hand and pinched the woman's smooth chin, making the woman's face turn back again.

Then, he quickly kissed the woman on her thin lips, then released her, sat up straight and drove away with concentration.

Mo Yiran blushed, pursed his lips and felt dizzy.

In the narrow space of the car, an inexplicable sense of heat was steaming in an instant.

Yiran pulled her collar and turned to look at the scenery outside the car.

"By the way, Ranran, did you find the cat you named Xiaomo before?"

Jing mowen was driving and suddenly asked.

To dye a Leng, "no, what's the matter?"

"The cat seems to be talking to Xinwei."

"Xiang Xinwei? No, you should be mistaken." Mo Yiran shook his head.

In my mind, I went back to Qiao Yuanli and happened to meet yuan Nuo.

If it's like, Yuan Nuo's hand is more like it.

Just, if it is really Xiaomo, can't it recognize itself when it sees itself?

Xiaomo grows very ordinary in cats. He can't recognize it as normal, but he should be very discriminative in humans.

Anyway, after raising it for a period of time, can it recognize itself?

"I'm sure by your tone. Do you have a clue?"

Asked Jing mowen.

"Almost, but there is no evidence that the cat is mine."

Jing mowen didn't answer Mo Yiran's words, but said to himself: "yesterday, Qiao Yuanli called me and said Xiang Xinwei's cat was ill. He took the cat to find him himself. The black cat was hurt by me. Qiao Yuanli saved it himself. Naturally, he recognized it."

Mo Yiran heard the speech and was silent.

If it's Xiang Xinwei, the one in Yuan Nuo's hand

wait.

Yuan Nuo is now close to Xiang Xinwei and has the meaning of joining hands.

If Xiang Xinwei is busy, it is not completely impossible to temporarily hand over the cat to Yuan Nuo.

That makes sense.

"Just, why did Xiang Xinwei find Qiao Yuanli to see a doctor for the cat?"

Mo Yiran began to be habitually suspicious.

Is it such a coincidence?

The man seemed to know what Mo Yiran was thinking and said, "Xiang Xinwei doesn't know you have a cat. You only have a few sides. Moreover, this can't be a coincidence. Although Qiao Yuanli is usually not decent, women's clothes and basic, he is very famous in the circle. Especially in the aristocratic circle, because a face is famous, Xiang Xinwei is bound to find him."

All coincidences, in fact, are inevitable to some extent.

Mo Yiran nodded and gave a "um" sound.

"Then find her another day and come back."

Jing mowen suddenly smiled: "why another day? What are you avoiding? Can't you go directly today?"

Don't frown.

Yeah, what did she subconsciously hide from?

Are you afraid of not returning to Xinwei, or... Xiaomo won't come back?

After all, Xiang Xinwei is much more gentle to it than herself.

If you want to return the thing to its original owner, you have to be willing to do it.

Mo Yiran was still thinking, and the car suddenly stopped.

"So soon?"

Mo Yiran got out of the car in a trance and walked forward thoughtfully for several steps before he remembered to have a look at the restaurant in front of him.

Raise your head and instantly smile.

"Don't you want to eat Cantonese food?"

Mo Yiran said with a smile. As soon as she looked back, she suddenly bumped into the man's generous and warm arms.

Jing mowen reached out and grabbed Mo Yiran's shoulder. "Of course, you have to listen to you if you want to eat steak. Otherwise, who knows if you won't be angry next time?"

Mo Yiran happily forgets what happened just now. With a smile on his face, he takes the man's arm and enters the restaurant.

"By the way, what's the situation with Yan binwei recently? Didn't he provoke us to hold the wedding one day earlier than us when he took wedding photos last time?"

Mo Yiran sits down, orders and looks at Jing mowen.

Although it looks like I don't care.

But she still cares a little.

It's nothing. If you get married one day earlier, you'll get married one day earlier.

However, the key word binwei is too hard to beat.

It's hateful to show a provocative face!

"What do you think?"

Jing mowen asked.

"No matter early or late, it will hurt harmony. It's not as good as the same day."

Mo Yiran answered without thinking.

"I've been a good friend for more than ten years. I really think the same." Jing mowen frowned.

Mo Yiran looked at Jing Mo Wen in disbelief after hearing the speech.

"I met Bai Shengyan two days ago. She told me about it and said that Yan binwei had been repaired. Your wedding will be held on the same day."

"Really? That's great!"

Don't smile deeper.

Looking at the woman's smile, Jing Mo's heart is going to melt.

It's really not easy for Mo Yiran to smile like this.

Although Mo Yiran looks very beautiful.

But she has a sense of distance, which often makes Jing mowen unable to understand her.

Only when she was smiling would Jing mowen feel that she was a real person.

It's his wife.

Life will not change.