President spoils the dark wife

"Ranran, be careful anyway. I just heard you mention a man named Xiang Xinwei. His name is a woman? Women are easy to make things. This time, maybe we have all been puppets."

This is the last sentence Li jiangshen told Mo Yiran.

Mo Yiran went downstairs and saw Jing mowen leaning by the car smoking from a distance.

The man was upright, and the warm wind blew through his clothes. He raised his head slightly, with sharp edges and corners. His eyes looked lazily at the white clouds flying in the sky, and his eyes were dark and silent.

About hearing the sound, he turned his head and saw Mo Yiran coming slowly.

He strode over, but suddenly stopped when he was about to approach. He seemed to think of something, paused, threw the smoke from his fingertips on the ground and stamped it out. Then he approached Mo Yiran.

"Ranran, let's go back."

The man smiled as if nothing had happened and had no meaning to explain.

Mo Yiran glanced at him, didn't speak, and directly passed him into the car.

Jing mowen originally stretched out his hand to hold Mo Yiran's hand, but the woman blatantly avoided it. At this time, the big hands with distinct bones still stay in mid air, which looks ridiculous.

Jing Mo Wen's eyes were cold, slightly pursed his lips, put one hand into his pants pocket, turned and walked back to the car.

He slammed the door, banging, like deliberately closing it to the woman sitting in the co pilot.

He looked sideways, but saw that the woman beside him was unmoved and had a cold face.

"Ranran..."

Jing mowen sighed and softened his attitude. He wanted to go to La Mo Yiran, but Mo Yiran slapped him and opened his hand.

"Don't touch me!"

Mo Yiran glares angrily, like a little lion with teeth and claws after being provoked.

Jing mowen was a little helpless. He remembered that it was really his fault to treat Mo Yiran just now. He could only get up shamelessly again. Regardless of Mo Yiran's resistance, he forcibly pulled the woman's hand, stuffed a chocolate with gold wrapping paper into the woman's hand, and said, "Ran Ran ran, am I wrong?"

"No!"

Mo Yiran stuffed the chocolate back into Jing mowen's hand and angrily said, "don't you know that pregnant women can't eat chocolate? What's more, you're still drunk!"

Jing mowen was stunned and threw the chocolate aside, as if it was hot.

"Sorry, I forgot..."

"Stop talking! Go back. I'm tired and want to rest."

Mo Yiran turned his head and ignored Jing Mo Wen.

Jing mowen knew he was wrong and understood that Mo Yiran was angry now. He couldn't listen to others, so he had no choice but to drive back.

As soon as he got home, Mo Yiran got out of the car.

"Are you back, madam? Isn't Mr. with you?"

When Aunt sun heard the sound, she came out of the kitchen and greeted Mo Yiran with a smile.

"He's dead!"

Mo Yiran said a word without reply, and then went upstairs angrily.

Aunt Sun left a puzzled face, "ah? What? Madam, sir, what's wrong with him? Sir, he..."

"Aunt sun, ignore her!"

As soon as Jing mowen came to the door, he heard Mo Yiran say that he was dead. His ears hurt and he said gnashing his teeth.

Aunt sun looked at Jing mowen with the same angry face and instantly understood that the two people were quarrelling. She couldn't help sighing: "Sir, my wife has a mild temper and won't get angry easily. Did you do something to apologize to her? My wife is still pregnant. Even if she is not, you should let her order..."

"Enough!" Jing Mo's hands akimbo, chest undulating, like a cheetah about to rage, "what does she like!"

The man shouted angrily at the entrance of the stairs, as if he had deliberately told Mo Yiran.

"Aunt sun, is the meal ready?" asked Jing mowen.

"Done, sir."

"OK! She likes to eat or not. If she doesn't eat, she'll be hungry!" Jing mowen nodded. After that, he saw that there was no movement at the entrance of the stairs for a long time and walked back and forth angrily.

After a while, the man looked up and saw that there was still no movement at the stairs. He sneered and pointed to the stairs as if the damn woman was standing there.

"OK! Don't eat, right? I think you can hold on until when!"

Taking back his trembling hand, he strode to the table, kicked away the chair, and then sat on the main seat.

"By the way, sir..."

"You go busy!"

Jing mowen waved to catch up, then supported his forehead with his hand and closed his eyes.

"But..."

Aunt sun stopped talking, but when she saw that Jing mowen was already angry, she stopped.

Turn around and go back to the kitchen.

Just when Jing mowen felt that the world was clean, he suddenly put a heavy weight on his shoulder, put one hand on his shoulder and patted it gently.

The man with his head down floated a smile on his lips, "Yo, I think I've gone too far. Are you ready to ask for my forgiveness..."

Jing mowen put down his hand holding his forehead, turned his head while talking proudly, and then his words stopped instantly, and the proud smile on his face was also very stiff.

"Chen Yu! Why are you here!"

Jing mowen is furious!

"All right, all right, don't be angry..." Chen Yu touched Jing mowen's head and flattered with a look: "I left in advance just now. I'll make amends for you."

"Go away, you!"

Jing mowen patted Chen Yu's hand impatiently.

"Make amends? Hum, what's to make amends? What's there to make amends for? It was her fault. Yes, I said too much just now, but was she right?"

Jing Mo Wen became more and more angry. He was already calm and excited again.

Chen Yu on the opposite side looked strange on his face. He took a puff from the corners of his eyes and coughed.

But Jing mowen, who was angry, couldn't care so much. When he caught someone, he complained bitterly.

"What's the key? The key is that she also urged grandma to come and find ah Chen's fault. Ah Chen just woke up. What's wrong with her? She doesn't know anything. She's the most innocent, okay! What are you staring at? Your eyes are twitching!"

Jing mowen finally noticed Chen Yu's cockfighting eyes and pushed the man in front of him with disgust.

"I think you're out of the wind!"

Behind him came the angry voice of the old man. Although he was old, he was very dignified, with a sense of seriousness and killing.

Jing mowen was suddenly stunned and slowly turned his head. When he saw old lady Jing and Qi Baiyu sitting on the sofa not far away, his feet were soft and almost couldn't stand.

Thanks to Chen Yu's quick eyes and quick hands, he helped him in time.

"Grandma, why are you here?"

Jing mowen drew a corner of his mouth and asked awkwardly.

Old king was too cold to hum: "if I don't come, I really don't know. You have such a big opinion on me!"