President spoils the dark wife

The man turned around. The woman seven was wearing a light beige dress, holding a small bamboo basket in her hand, with a bright smile: "ink, let me help you."

Jing mowen looked at Xiang Xinwei and didn't speak. It was a default.

Not far away, shaozhuangyi stood beside Mrs. Jing, looked at the two young figures together and said: "Yiran was so angry that she ran out for half a month and didn't come back. For the first time and for the second time, who was mo Wen? It's OK to put down her body and coax her once in a while. But what's it like to be soft every time? I see, Mo Yiran, if she doesn't want to come back, she'll never come back! If she doesn't want to continue incense to the Jing family, most women are willing. Weiwei has a good temper Wen Liang, it's a combination of water and fire with ink. "

From beginning to end, Mrs. Jing had a cold face, didn't speak, and didn't know what her attitude was.

Although she thinks Mo Yiran is good, she supports her grandson as long as he likes it.

However, what Shao Zhuangyi said is also reasonable. This woman is so arrogant. If she is wronged, she runs away from home and makes a divorce. It's really not safe.

She has a big family and a big career. Many famous families are looking forward to marrying in. Mo Yiran just likes her by virtue of Jing mowen, so she makes things recklessly.

If she doesn't appreciate it, she will continue to do so. Jing mowen is tired of it that day. Her grandmother can't help her!

The car is driving on the road, very fast.

"Lin Wu, I still need you to help me investigate some things."

Suddenly, Mo Yiran, who had been silent since he got on the bus, spoke.

Lin Wu looked at Mo Yiran and nodded, "OK."

In the evening, Jing mowen returned to his wedding house with Mo Yiran from Jing's courtyard.

As soon as I got off the bus, I found something wrong. Today, the house seems to be very quiet.

"Mo Wen, what's the matter?"

Xiang Xinwei got off the bus and asked in some doubt when he saw Jing mowen calmly looking at the brightly lit villa.

Jing mowen shook his head and went inside again.

Xiang Xinwei looks at Jing mowen's back, reaches into his pocket and pinches the medicine shaozhuangyi gave him before he left. His eyes are slightly restrained.

I thought to myself, Jing mowen, I don't believe I can't take you tonight! Mo Yiran, it's your own temper that gave her the opportunity to take advantage of it. When the time comes, raw rice will be cooked and see how she can pull you off!

The door was wide open. Jing mowen looked at the maids standing in a row from the door and guessed what in an instant.

The man picked his eyebrows, oh, is the little wild cat finally willing to come back?

His excited heart trembled. He was about to stride in to see whether his daughter-in-law was thin or fat, black or white, and whether he was angry. The man's steps were fierce. He glanced at Xiang Xinwei beside him, and suddenly showed a quite gentle smile.

"Weiwei, follow me closely and don't get lost."

Xiang Xinwei was stunned. She thought the luck had changed and hurriedly followed with a smile.

But as soon as she entered the room, her smile couldn't hang.

I saw a woman who hadn't appeared for more than half a month sitting on a long table with a row of dishes, all kinds of which were about to catch up with the Manchu and Han banquet.

The woman was eating a steamed fish. When she heard the sound, she raised her eyes and saw the two people coming in at the door. Her face sank instantly.

The rumor is true.

On the way back to the city today, Mo Yiran walked around various high-end places in the city and heard a lot of rumors about Jing mowen having a new love and preparing for divorce.

Her lungs are exploding.

At that time, she said that divorce was just a moment of anger. Jing mowen's grandson, really?

Who hasn't been in a bad mood? What's more, in that situation, he was so wronged that Jing mowen didn't know how to coax himself. He knew that he would turn around and leave.

What can she do? Is it hard to chase her out?

"Oh, isn't this Weiwei? What do you want to do when you come back with my husband late at night?"

Mo Yiran put down his chopsticks and looked at the two people with a sneer.

Xiang Xinwei quickly adjusted her mood. Since Mo Yiran is here, today is not a good time to start. Now it's not suitable to completely turn over with Mo Yiran.

So, just pulled up a smile and explained: "don't misunderstand Yiran, I'm here to take..."

"Weiwei's coat is left here. Come back with me."

Jing mowen interrupted Xiang Xinwei.

Xiang Xinwei took a shocked look at the man beside her. What does he mean?

The coat is indeed a coat. Yesterday, Mrs. Jing's family came here with themselves to comfort Jing mowen. They had a simple meal and left.

Although the coat is deliberately left to prepare for coming back with Jing mowen today, if you explain it yourself, it's an explanation. Jing mowen explains it for yourself, it's another meaning!

Does Jing mowen want to borrow his own gas, Mo Yiran, or is he really tired of Mo Yiran and ready to divorce her?

Either way, these two people are bound to quarrel later. As long as they quarrel, they will hurt their feelings. If they hurt their feelings, are they afraid they won't have a chance?

So he raised a smile: "yes, I left my coat here last night. Come with Mo Wen to take it."

She embellished it.

Sure enough, Mo Yiran was angry at this. He slapped the table heavily and looked at Jing Mo Wen with cold eyes: "Jing Mo Wen, what do you mean?"

Mo Yiran was so angry that all the servants standing next to him held their breath and dared not move.

"You all go out first."

Jing mowen didn't answer Mo Yiran's words and turned to the servants.

The servants were relieved. Before their feet opened, they heard the hostess scold: "no one is allowed to go!"

The servants wanted to cry without tears and dared not move.

It's hard to be a man, but it's even harder to be a servant!

"Ranran, what do you want?"

Jing mowen squinted at Mo Yiran, and his tone was low. It seemed that he was holding back his anger and would explode at any time.

"I should ask you, what do you want to do?"

Mo Yiran looked at Jing mowen's cold face. Her heart was gradually cool, and her nose was slightly sour. However, she still pretended to be indifferent, "Jing mowen, life can't go on, but you don't have to find another woman to humiliate me!"

"Ranran, you've made it clear that you said you were divorced, and then you ran away without talking back! I've been looking for you for half a month. Do you know how worried I am about you?"

Jing mowen clenched his fist. In the past half a month, he has hardly slept safely.

Every time he dreams back in the middle of the night, he suddenly wakes up and feels empty and cold beside him. He will think, where is Ranran now?

Are you full? Are you warm? Will you meet the bad guys? She didn't come back, perhaps because she was in deep water

But just now, he watched Mo Yiran sit at the table and eat leisurely. He was angry.

He just wants to borrow Xinwei to stimulate Mo Yiran!

"Hehe, is this your worry?"

Mo Yiran ironically looks at Xiang Xinwei beside Jing mowen. Then she moves her eyes back to Jing mowen's face.

His face was not very good, not only because of his mood, but also because he couldn't sleep well. There were dark circles under his eyes.

Which afraid Mo Yiran has a distance from a man, he can clearly see that red blood is all over the man's eyes.

At the same time, she really couldn't get through it.

"Jing mowen, aren't you tired of watching me? What are you doing with so many excuses? Don't go on if you can't go on. I don't think ran can't live without you!"