President spoils the dark wife

"Hello? What's the matter? Seven miss me?"

Mo Yiran answered the phone while walking out. However, the other end of the mobile phone didn't respond for a long time. Don't frown on the eyebrows dyed like jade, "ink?"

"Where have you been?"

For a long time, a low cello like male voice came out of the mobile phone, with a slight tone of questioning.

Mo Yiran was in a good mood because of the man's tone. She didn't like Jing mowen talking to her with this attitude.

"There's something wrong with coming out. What's the matter?" Mo Yiran's tone is gentle. At least others can't hear her unhappiness.

Jing mowen is busy on business on weekdays. He is tired after working all day. He is in a bad mood. Mo Yiran understands him.

The other party was silent for a while, and then asked in a calm voice, "come back now, I'm waiting for you at home."

"I..."

"Doodle doodle..."

Mo Yiran just said a word. There was a busy tone of "Dudu Dudu" in her mobile phone. Jing mowen hung up her phone.

Mo Yiran is in a bad mood now.

What's the situation with Jing mowen!

She didn't ask if she had anything urgent now, and didn't ask herself whether she could go back immediately, but asked her to go back in an almost command tone.

Even Jing mowen didn't explain why he wanted to go back now.

What is this?

Is moyiran one of his dogs?

Call and wave?

Along the way, Mo Yiran drove slowly and deliberately stopped several times on the road to buy something to eat.

She did it on purpose.

Isn't Jing mowen waiting? Then wait!

Back home, exactly nine o'clock.

Mo Yiran felt a sense of seriousness as soon as she entered the door.

Because Mo Yiran doesn't like the lifeless villa, Jing mowen ordered the servants to play some soothing piano music at the right time. When the master comes back, he will also release his kittens and dogs to welcome the master and amuse the master.

But today, not only did the servants on the road choose to avoid when they saw Mo Yiran, but there was no music.

Mo Yiran's face sank.

Except that Jing mowen was angry when he came back, and this anger must have something to do with himself, otherwise these people could not look at themselves with such eyes.

These servants belong to Jing mowen. On weekdays, she has a little fight with Jing mowen. The servants know that Jing mowen is not really angry, so they all help the hostess. But once Jing mowen is really angry, these people must be on Jing mowen's side.

The night wind was so cold that Mo Yiran walked to the main house.

The house was brightly lit, the second floor was dark, and the glass was illuminated by the moonlight like water, sending out a cold halo, like a cold ice.

As soon as he entered the door, Mo Yiran saw Jing mowen sitting quietly on the sofa.

The man didn't look at his cell phone or computer. He just sat there quietly, looking at the tea table with gloomy eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were deep and couldn't see through his thoughts.

Mo Yiran stood in front of the door and didn't go in. He stood in front of the door and looked at the man quietly.

Jing mowen is naturally good-looking, because his ancestors are very good-looking. His facial features are three-dimensional and exquisite. Even if he just sits there at will, he is extremely handsome.

A man's eyes are the best part of the whole face. They are as deep as an ancient tan. When you look at you, you will be involuntarily intoxicated.

Mo Yiran doesn't seem to have looked at the man in the past for a long time.

Because there are so many excellent men, I seem to... Never really take Jing mowen seriously. I think he is dispensable.

However, when you think about it carefully, this man is really an excellent man.

Why didn't I ever think he was great before?

She still remembers that when she first met him, she even hated him very much.

I think this man is narcissistic and clingy.

It's annoying.

However, at this moment, looking at the man's icy face, Mo Yiran was suddenly surprised. Jing mowen has never been a sticky cat. He is a tiger and wolf, but he never shows his fierce side to himself, so he has an illusion.

"Ranran, talk?"

Jing mowen noticed the existence of Mo Yiran, raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yiran quietly. His dark eyes were deep. Looking at Mo Yiran, it seemed that there was something missing than before.

Mo Yiran walked over and sat on the sofa on the other side of the man. "What do you want to talk about?"

Mo Yiran picked up his fork, picked up the fruit plate on the table, and forked a watermelon into his mouth.

Jing mowen looked at Mo Yiran and ate carelessly. He frowned slightly and said, "Ranran, where have you been in the past half a month?"

Mo took the action of dyeing and forking fruit, held the corners of his mouth, and casually smiled, "I didn't say that I went out to relax."

"Oh... It's relaxing... It's scattered in other people's homes, isn't it?"

Jing mowen suddenly showed a smile and looked at Mo Yiran. His eyes were cold and there was no smile.

Mo Yiran has never seen this look before, but Jing mowen has never shown such an expression to himself.

"What do you mean?"

Mo Yiran threw his fork back into the fruit tray, licked his teeth with his tongue, looked back at Jing mowen coldly, and there was no temperature on his face.

"I'm not interested."

Jing mowen shook his head with a smile. "But, Ranran, I think since we are husband and wife, if you have any opinion about me, you can say it, we can negotiate, and I can change it. But... You really don't need to find another man to disgust me in order to stimulate me, or... You've even found your next home, haven't you? Ranran, you let me down..."

"Bang!"

The fruit tray was heavily dropped on the ground to one side, making a huge explosion sound.

The fragmented glass plate is like Jing mowen and Mo Yiran. When Jing mowen said those words, they were exhausted.

"Just say what you want to say. You know, I hate people talking to me with strange yin-yang tones. I don't like it."

Except that the hard drop of the fruit plate showed the woman's anger, she couldn't find any ignition on her body.

Her eyes were cold and her tone was cold, but she was very calm.

She knew that Jing mowen would know it sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.

She also wanted Jing mowen to be angry, but she didn't expect Jing mowen to say such words. She was disgusted and disgusted herself.

"Ranran, they are all adults. Don't play the game of pretending to be naive with me again. What do you really don't understand?"

Jing mowen glanced and smiled sarcastically, "OK, if you want to listen, let's make it clear. As soon as the front foot told me about the divorce, the back foot followed Cui biejun home. Is this something that people can do? It's not good where you go. You have to go back to his house with a man. You're a married young woman. Do you think it's appropriate?"

The man almost gnashed his teeth and said this.

Mo Yiran smiled, exaggerating.

The woman's smile was gorgeous, like a blooming rose. It made Jing mowen want to tear her into flying pieces.