President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran went downstairs. Qi just ran into Xiang Xinwei downstairs.

She is still as beautiful as when she first met her. She is wearing an expensive dress and thin high heels. Her makeup is exquisite. The whole person is exuding charming charm.

Xiang Xinwei saw herself and showed a strange smile at herself.

This smile made Mo Yiran uncomfortable.

Mo Yiran glanced at the thermos box in her hand and smiled sarcastically.

Mo Yiran didn't intend to talk to her and wanted to leave directly, but Xiang Xinwei took the initiative to block her way and greet her.

"Yiran, long time no see."

She smiled.

Mo Yiran didn't have a good face. He nodded faintly and was ready to take a detour.

As a result, Xiang Xinwei deliberately followed Mo Yiran's steps and took a step aside to stop Mo Yiran.

Mo Yiran held back his anger and looked at her coldly, "what do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything. I just feel that you and Jing mowen really don't match. You can't even protect yourself and his children. He's tired of you for a long time. You shouldn't have appeared in our world from the beginning. You don't deserve it."

Mo Yiran approached Xinwei and whispered.

"Do you want to annoy me? Then sell miserably in front of Jing mowen, don't you?"

Mo Yiran sneered and said, "your face is so ugly!"

Xiang Xinwei was not angry when she was exposed. She slightly picked her delicate eyebrows. "Mo Yiran, I never can't get what I want. Whether it's money or men, I'll get what I like. My patience is beyond your imagination."

"Oh? Are you patient? Why don't you wait slowly until Jing mowen and I are dead and white, and then you can keep our Centenary carefree. What do you think?"

Don't hang your lips with dye.

Xiang Xinwei shook his head, "Mo Yiran, I never thought about what to do for you. I know your life experience. You, like me and Jing mowen, are poor people who have lost their mother since childhood. Just, you have what I want, so I have to fight you."

"I'm pathetic? It's just what you think."

Mo Yiran looked coldly at Xiang Xinwei and disdained: "I'll divorce Jing mowen tomorrow. The man you want by all means is what I don't want and tired of. If you want, seduce yourself. For example, the soup in your hand, kneel and lick it to his mouth to see if he will look at you!"

Xiang Xinwei was not angry, but looked at Mo Yiran quietly.

Being insulted like this still doesn't change her complexion. This woman does have some measure.

Mo Yiran thought.

"With dye, how excellent is Jingmo? You don't know how to cherish it."

Xiang Xinwei shook his head and looked pitiful. "The three of us are unstable, but only you have become so selfish, cold and ruthless. I feel worthless for Jing mowen. Your mother will be very sad to see you become like this in the sky?"

"Shut up!"

Mo Yiran couldn't bear it anymore. "Xiang Xinwei, I warn you not to provoke me again. If you want to hook up with Jing mowen, just go. Anyway, you're just an insignificant man, but you're smart, stay away from me!"

"Yiran, I just care about you!"

Xiang Xinwei suddenly became eager and grabbed Mo Yiran's shoulder.

"What are you doing? Don't touch me!"

Mo Yiran sees Xiang Xinwei suddenly seize himself, is shocked, and raises his hand to break free.

However, Xiang Xinwei fell heavily to the ground directly along her strength. The insulation box in her hand flew out directly and fell to the ground with a bang.

"What are you doing..." Mo Yiran frowned. She had a bad feeling in her heart. She wanted to help Xiang Xinwei up, but another person passed by her quickly and came to Xiang Xinwei first.

It's Jing mowen.

"Are you okay, vivi?"

The man's eyes are slightly tight and his face is tense.

In full view of the public, don't stay where you are and don't know what to do.

"Jing mowen... I... I didn't mean to..."

Jing mowen ignored Mo Yiran, but nervously looked at Xiang Xinwei, "is there any injury?"

Xiang Xinwei lies in Jing mowen's arms, crying.

She covered her stomach and looked very painful: "I... my stomach hurts... Ink..."

"Xiang Xinwei, what's your outfit? You fell and your ass should hurt. What's your stomach? You don't have a man. Don't tell me you're pregnant and your child doesn't have such nonsense!"

Mo Yiran was angered by Xiang Xinwei's reaction.

This woman doesn't pretend to be a bit.

"My stomach hurts so much, Mo Wen..." Xiang Xinwei was still covering her stomach. Then she tilted her head and fainted.

Mo Yiran looked at it and his face was crooked.

Fucking fell, didn't knock your head and didn't break your leg, you dizzy fart!

"Xiang Xinwei, don't go too far..."

"Enough!"

Jing mowen angrily interrupts Mo Yiran's words.

Mo Yiran looked at Jing mowen in shock. "Do you believe her and don't believe me?"

Jing mowen sneered, "aren't I just an insignificant person? A person you're tired of playing with, don't you think dye has anything to do with me, Jing mowen?"

The man sneered and said, then picked up to Xinwei and hurried outside.

Chen Yu, who followed, patted Mo Yiran on the shoulder, sighed, and then followed Jing mowen.

In the face of the people talking around, Mo Yiran wants to find a ground to drill in.

Jing mowen showed her face in public?

Mo Yiran clenched his teeth and looked at the crowd gathered in twos and threes, angry: "what are you looking at!"

Mo Yiran finished and left quickly.

She knew she was like a resentful woman now, but she couldn't control her emotions at all.

Just outside, facing the sunlight, Mo Yiran suddenly felt dizzy in front of her eyes.

The steps were empty, but there was a hand behind him.

Mo Yiran took a few deep breaths and calmed his mind, "thank you..."

Mo Yiran thanked her while looking back, but found that it was Qi He.

"You..."

The man's face is quiet, his eyes are indifferent, his white shirt is noble and high, and his Haohao silver hair is like the frozen snow on a green hill. Seeing that Mo Yiran was all right, he released her and took a step back to keep an appropriate distance.

"Ranran, we had some misunderstandings before. Xinren's matter is really our fault. I can compensate you for whatever you want, but I hope you can stop worrying about Xinren's matter?"

Qi He looked at Mo Yiran with clear eyes.

His eyes looking at Mo Yiran were no longer cold, but only guilty.

Mo Yiran drooped his eyes and said, "well, I won't care about it anymore. Your relationship with Jing mowen can still be business as usual."

"Really?"

Qi He's cool eyes showed a touch of joy.

Mo Yiran smiled lightly: "of course, Jing mowen and I will divorce tomorrow. Why should I hate someone because of a premature child with my ex husband? It's very tired to hate someone. I just want to live a good life."