President spoils the dark wife

The night is full-bodied, and some seasonal flowers in the city bloom quietly, releasing an intoxicating aroma.

After Yan binwei left, Mo Yiran didn't hurry to leave, but took the card in his hand and took a look.

A sneer floated from the corners of the lips.

Half a million.

Yan binwei, if I didn't have this heart to help you, even if you took out five million, I wouldn't pay attention to you.

A Yan has a strong temperament. In recent years, all kinds of men around him are like running water. Several of them can be like Yan binwei. They can't drive away.

There is no doubt about their feelings, but they don't trust each other. They know each other, so they don't trust each other more.

As for Yu yanbinwei, she suddenly wants to fight the little boy and let Mo Yiran interfere. It doesn't really mean to ask Mo Yiran to find someone to beat the little boy and deport him.

It can be seen from the 500000 he took out casually that Yan binwei didn't really want to fight anyone.

Yan binwei's purpose is to use help as an excuse to let Mo Yiran have a purpose, so as to have more contact with Bai Shengyan.

On the surface, Yan binwei paid Mo Yiran to help him remove the Ying around Bai Shengyan.

In fact, Yan binwei is helping Mo Yiran ease the relationship with Bai Shengyan.

Hehe

Yan binwei is actually as hard spoken and soft hearted as Bai Shengyan. Sometimes, some things are really interesting

No wonder they have been with ah Yan for so long. They are so similar.

Under the light, the black card was hidden. Mo Yiran felt heavy with excellent hand feel.

Since Yan binwei is willing to beat around the Bush to help himself, what strength does he have to compete with him?

No matter what kind of past they had in the past, it was all in the past.

Receive money and help others eliminate disasters.

Mo Yiran slipped the card into his bag and left.

And shortly after Mo Yiran left.

A tall and thin man came out of one of the compartments of the men's toilet. He was wearing a white shirt. His clear eyes were half narrowed and showed resentment.

He turned off the recording function of his mobile phone.

The corners of the lips burst into a chilling smile.

"Your door is unkind. Don't blame me for my injustice!"

The white shirt man snorted coldly and left.

He should have left long ago. It was just a coincidence that a waiter accidentally knocked the juice on his shirt. He came to the bathroom for cleaning. Unexpectedly, when he was just about to leave, he saw the woman talking to Bai Shengyan from a distance.

He didn't know why, so he hid.

Originally wanted to wait for her to leave before she left, but I didn't expect to have an unexpected harvest.

It is well known that Bai Shengyan has an original fiance.

But so what?

Didn't you get married?

Originally, he just loved Bai Shengyan. As long as he could accompany her, he was also happy. But now, if someone doesn't like his existence, he doesn't need to bear it and be a soft persimmon bullied by others!

People don't offend me, I don't offend

Mo Yiran went back to the restaurant, but found that Baisheng smoke was gone.

She frowned and found the waiter.

"Where's the lady sitting here just now?"

The waiter said, "Miss, the lady has left just now. She left a message for you before she left. She said she had something urgent to leave first, and the account has been settled."

Mo Yiran originally wanted to call Bai Shengyan, but on second thought.

Since Bai Shengyan left in such a hurry, there must be something urgent, and she may not be able to tell Mo Yiran in detail, otherwise she won't leave a message.

Thinking of this, Mo Yiran put down his cell phone and sat back in his position.

After eating alone, Mo Yiran went back.

After returning home, Jing mowen hasn't come back yet.

The servants are very quiet and their steps are very clear, so even if someone exists in the whole villa, there is no sound and very quiet.

The lake outside the villa was billowed and fluctuated by the night wind. The drawing boards on the trees by the lake were blown down. They floated on the water without roots and boundless, and went away slowly.

The moonlight in the night dome is clear and bright, quietly falling on the lake.

Mo Yiran wears a beige lazy wind thin knitting and sits on a chair by the lake, quietly listening to the cicadas around him.

Not far away, a servant stood quietly, ready to serve Mo Yiran at any time.

If the master doesn't sleep, they won't sleep.

When the master is asleep, they will be on duty in turn.

"Just now, my wife came back with a gloomy face. My husband didn't come back. Do you think there was a contradiction between the two?"

The new young maid whispered to the maid next to her.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's not easy for Mr. and Mrs. to get together. Mr. has been chasing his wife before his wife agreed. You don't know how romantic Mr. was when he proposed!"

Another maid who stayed longer stared at her.

"But I heard that Mr. likes his wife because she looks like an old friend of his."

"Where did you hear the gossip?"

"Everyone says so..."

"Shut up, if you let your husband and wife hear this, you will not be punished!"

……

Mo Yiran has forgotten how long he has been sitting by the lake.

She just felt that under the starry sky, the lake was clear and the night wind was slightly cool. Such a quiet time made her very comfortable.

If the mobile phone didn't ring twice suddenly, maybe Mo Yiran would sit like this for longer.

Today is Tanabata Festival. At this point, everyone should finish the festival. It's romance. Who will send her a message?

When I turned on my cell phone, I saw Gu Xiu.

"The ends of the earth are like neighbors. Ranran, although your father is not around you, you should always miss your father."

Mo Yiran: "

Without saying a word, he called directly.

The other party refused.

Call again and the other party refuses to answer.

Mo Yiran was so angry that he called again. This retrospective repair finally answered the phone.

"Hello? Why are you so stubborn? Call me at this point. Jing mowen can't be angry?"

Mo Yiran snorted coldly, "who are you talking about? Can you speak?"

"OK, it's the festival. Don't I admit my mistake and apologize to you?"

"You know!"

Mo Yiran calmed down a little.

"But how are you in Dongcheng?" Mo Yiran asked. "Oh, I knew my daughter didn't hurt in vain. I also knew that I cared about my father's life. It's really..."

Before Gu Xiu finished, a busy tone of "Dudu, Dudu..." came from the phone.

Gu Xiu: "

Mo Yiran had to get up and go back to the house.

After a while, she received an apology from Gu Xiu. She compensated her and said that everything was fine.

Mo Yiran smiled and put away his mobile phone.

Without waiting for Jing mowen, he took a bath, drank half a cup of hot milk and went to bed happily.

In this way, on this day of Tanabata, Mo Yiran contacted the last person, not the pillow man or the best friend, but Gu Xiu, who was far away in Dongcheng.

Only he said to himself at the end, happy Tanabata, everything wins.