President spoils the dark wife

"Sister!"

"Brother seven!"

Both voices sounded at the same time, both with panic.

"Mo Yiran, are you sick? What are you talking about?"

Jing mowen was here for no reason. His violent temper developed over the years broke out and roared at Mo Yiran.

"Elder sister! Elder sister! We don't have the same experience with him. We should be wise! Wise!"

Several boys and Jing Mo really ran over almost at the same time and pulled them apart together.

"Take what you want!"

Mo Yi Ran looks at Jing Mo Wen angrily and yells, "Jing Mo Wen, if I don't give you a few times, you really think I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

"Mo Yiran! I......" Jing Mo pointed at Mo Yiran and couldn't speak, and the green veins on his forehead burst.

He hasn't been so angry for a long time.

Well, you mo Yiran, the woman who has been missing for six years and has been worried about him for six years, gives him such a big surprise as soon as she comes back!

"Mo Yiran, what are you doing? One day husband and wife bairien. Even if you have divorced and your enemies are particularly jealous when they meet, you can't do this to my brother. At least scold my brother first!"

Jingmo really pulls the angry Jingmo Wen, patting Jingmo Wen on the back comfortingly, saying "calm down, calm down", and glares at Mo Yiran.

"Mr. Jing! What's the situation?"

Suddenly, several big men in black poured in outside the airport.

The boys looked at the big men, their faces turned white, and hurriedly dragged Mo Yiran away.

The sea of people was vast, and Jing mowen could no longer find the figure of the startled Hong.

Had it not been for the faint pain of the fallen back, Jing mowen even suspected that Mo Yiran really appeared just now?

"Really..."

Jing mowen is a little confused now. Suddenly he turns around and intimately takes Jing Mozhen's white hand.

The flattered Jing Mo really blinked and looked at Jing Mo Wen affectionately, "brother, tell me."

"I'll slap you to see if it hurts."

"Otherwise, brother, I'll kiss you and see if you're dreaming."

Jingmo really said that he was about to come over and was slapped open by Jingmo Wen.

"Come on, it's not a dream." Jing mowen suddenly woke up and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Mo Yiran, she's really back.

What did she mean by her son just now?

Jing mowen narrowed her eyes. Six years later, has she remarried?

If not, where's the son?

Thinking of this, Jing mowen suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Originally, he just stayed in the past and stopped.

After Mo Yiran left with some boys, he went to a restaurant to have dinner and discussed his plans.

"Found it, found it!"

A boy suddenly raised his voice, "sister, he's engaged!"

Mo Yiran's original rage was suddenly at a loss because of this sentence.

"What are you talking about?"

Don't look at the past with a frown.

The boy looked at by Mo Yiran was suddenly cold behind his back, but he still gave Mo Yiran his mobile phone, "really, really. I asked a friend in city a, and he sent me some information about Jing mowen over the years."

Mo Yiran took it over. There are not many materials. Most of them are Jing mowen's achievements in shopping malls and public welfare in recent years.

There are not many colorful news in Jing Mo Wen, and they all happened recently.

Some of the earliest lace news are several female stars, all of whom are traffic flowers in recent years, but Mo Yiran doesn't care. She cares about the woman engaged to Jing mowen.

Xiang Xinwei.

It's her!

Mo Yiran felt a little uncomfortable. If they hadn't ordered something earlier, how could they be engaged?

Jing mowen told himself that he hated Xiang Xinwei.

Hum, disgusting fart!

Mo Yiran turned down again, but found that Jing mowen had a daughter.

Mo Yiran frowned. The child was five years old, that is to say, Jing mowen got a woman pregnant six years ago!

They weren't divorced then, were they?

Mo Yiran's heart hurts again.

Mo Yiran, who was a little guilty because he laid too much on Jing mowen just now, wants to strangle him now.

At the same time, Jing mowen and Jing Mozhen arrived at the hospital.

Old lady Jing wept excitedly when she saw that Jing mowen really brought Jing Mozhen back.

She hasn't seen Jing Mo in five years.

Since Jing mowen was sent abroad for treatment by her, Jing Mozhen went to the military camp. Then there was no news, and he never came back.

Later, Jing mowen woke up and didn't have much contact with her. He only occasionally mentioned the recent situation of Jing Mozhen in Dongcheng when he went back to see his grandfather.

Jing mowen leaves the ward and asks Jing Mozhen and old lady Jing to talk alone for a while.

He went out of the ward and was still thinking about what had just happened at the airport.

Mo Yiran

Jing mowen went home without waiting for Jing Mozhen to come out.

His task is only to bring Jing Mozhen back from the east city. As for others, he can't manage them and doesn't bother to manage them.

Drive all the way home.

The place where he lived was still the house with Mo Yiran. The hostess left and the man was still there.

Jing mowen got out of the car, passed by the rose garden and suddenly stopped.

The setting sun sets in the west, and the afterglow of the flaming sunset, like a waterfall, falls on the world, making the crimson roses more gorgeous.

The man's long body stands like an ancient pine tree for thousands of years.

The slender finger picked off a half blooming flower, and a petal fell to the ground.

She likes it for a reason. It's really beautiful.

He planted this flower bed for her himself, but he only took care of these flowers when planting, and then he didn't pay more attention.

Once, has she stopped here countless times, watered the flowers, gently picked one of the most charming flowers, gathered to the tip of her nose and sniffed, and felt the fragrance with the morning dew and sunset of the earth?

He always thought he was interested in everything about her, but now it seems that he just gave her money and formal romance, but he can't recall these ordinary little things.

When they are together, every minute is the ultimate romance, with the envy of everyone.

However, perhaps Mo Yiran likes such an ordinary little moment?

Jing mowen seemed to suddenly think of something, pursed his lips and walked to the house.

After all, it's too late to understand.

"You let me go!"

An angry voice came into his ears. Jing mowen frowned and walked to the sound source.

"You can't leave without Mr. Jing's permission."

Jing mowen's eyes twitched. Did he say anything?

"What are you doing?"

Jing mowen walked over and saw the girl's face. He remembered that it was the fainting girl he met at the banquet two days ago.

"Are you back, sir? This is the lady you asked to bring back two days ago. She will run when she wakes up. We dare not release people without your order."

"Mr. Jing, isn't he?" the girl opened her mouth and looked at Jing mowen with a little fear in her stubbornness. "Thank you for saving me, but I want to go home now!"