President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yiran sent each other all the way from Baisheng Qiyan Gu Xiu.

Baisheng smoke is not at ease. Don't dye a person.

Gu Xiu promised Huo Sha that he would protect Mo Yiran.

In those years, Gu Xiu submitted his love so late that Huo Sha and Mo Yi met six years late. Huo Sha almost didn't kill his nephew.

Although Gu Xiu is selfish and thinks that Ranran's strong strength is that no one can fuck her.

Even Jing mowen was eaten by his cousin, not to mention a little old lady?

After arriving at the hospital, Mo Yiran saw Xiang Xinwei as soon as she entered the ward door.

With a slightly heavy complexion, he narrowed his eyes, turned and left.

"Ranran!"

The old man's voice rang out and shouted to Yiran, "I want to talk to you alone."

"Think about it."

Yiran didn't look back, left a cold word, and then left.

Once Mo Yiran only thought that old lady Jing was a very powerful and kind person.

But later Mo Yiran found that she was wrong. She was just dazzled by the old lady's preference.

How can a rich family have real love?

If Mo Yiran is not Jing mowen's wife and is not pregnant, old lady Jing is a very dangerous person.

Later, when she divorced Jing mowen, Mrs. Jing's practice was even more chilling.

Mo Yiran could not have imagined that old lady Jing would be so cruel. She not only planted HuaQuan, but also directly robbed the achievements of Jing mowen's painstaking management for many years.

Although she sent Jing mowen abroad for treatment, she concealed Jing mowen's whereabouts and wouldn't let anyone in China see him.

Mo Yiran has also felt the feeling of betrayal. She knows how helpless and painful it is.

At that time, Mo Yiran had divorced Jing mowen, but after all, she was a husband and wife, and she felt sad for him.

"Ranran, I don't have much time."

The old voice came from behind and sounded like a dull bomb in the air.

Yiran looks back. The old man half sits on the hospital bed and looks at Yiran with kind eyes.

She pursed her lips with dye and left.

Xiang Xinwei left. When she crossed Yiran's side, she smiled kindly at her. It seemed that she was in a good mood.

With her face unchanged, she guessed that old lady Jing wouldn't say anything good to her later.

"Ranran, long time no see."

After the crowd left, old lady Jing looked at Yiran with emotion.

Mo Yiran's calm eyes suddenly lifted and walked to the window. She looked at the vehicles coming and going down the tall building, turned back, put her hands around her chest, and leaned lazily against the table.

"Old lady, the world is so big that it's fate for us to meet in the vast sea of people. But whether it's good or bad, maybe a word can overturn it. I don't like beating around the bush."

Mrs. Jing looked at the girl in front of her. Six years later, time seemed to have no trace on her face.

Even when Li jiangshen was sleeping for ten years, his face also changed slightly. After all, he was not as beautiful as when he was young.

But the woman in front of me was beautiful and frightening.

Isn't such a beauty a curse to beauty?

"Ranran, you are a good girl."

Yiran didn't speak and his face was indifferent.

Sweet praise is often followed by negation.

Sure enough, old lady Jing's eyes suddenly sank, "but you are not suitable for our ink."

"I don't deserve your baby grandson?" ran tilted her head slightly and mocked her tone.

"No, we don't deserve you."

Yiran smiled.

Mrs. Jing is really good at negotiation. She is really crafty.

Jing mowen doesn't deserve her, Mo Yiran?

Isn't that funny.

The three-year-old doesn't believe it, but old lady Jing can make her heart happy without changing her face. It's really high.

Seeing Mo Yiran laughing, Mrs. Jing thought Mo Yiran was quite proud, so she finally got to the point.

"You must know that Mo Wen and Weiwei are engaged, but you're back at this time."

"Oh, are they engaged? Unfortunately, I came back this time to find Mo Wen to continue."

With dye hanging obliquely on the corner of her lips, she wants to see how hard old lady Jing can say.

Sure enough, old lady Jing gasped a few times when she heard Mo Yiran's words.

"Ranran, if you really love Mo Wen, I ask you to let him go!"

Who won't let anyone go?

Yiran feels ridiculous.

Old lady Jing was worried when she saw Mo Yiran was unmoved, "You are beautiful. How many men fall in love with you? Why do you have to be a king Mo Wen? You know, Mo Wen has suffered so much because of you. As long as you appear, Mo Wen will lose his wisdom. Every time you call, he will put down everything and go to you. The elders of his company have great opinions and the internal strife is growing, but Mo Wen can't listen to advice at all. Do you know You know, as soon as you have a stomachache, Mo Wen immediately gets away from an important negotiation. When you miss him, he immediately flies back from abroad, resulting in passing by important foreign businessmen and allowing hostile companies to take advantage of the opportunity to rob people. Do you know how many billion Mo Wen has lost because of you! "

Money

After all, it's for money.

However, why didn't she mention the personal attacks on her aborted child for Jing mowen? Don't ask?

With a slight smile, ran lowered her eyes and calmed her heart.

"Ranran, if she wants to reach the top, she must be a ruthless and righteous person. Mo Wen doesn't need love, so Xiang Xinwei is more suitable for him. The wealth she has can add icing on the cake for Mo Wen and help him when he is in danger! And you will only drag him down again and again."

The word "drag" echoed in Mo Yiran's ear, as if run over by a wheel in his heart.

"After all, you think I can't help your son financially."

Mrs. Jing did not refute, but acquiesced.

"But we're divorced. What else do you want me to do?"

In a soft voice, ran looked at Mrs. Jing with a smile, but her tone was helpless.

It seems that Mrs. Jing doesn't know that she is Huo's daughter yet.

Otherwise, she wouldn't say that.

"I want you to swear that you won't get close to ink in this life!"

Smell the words with dye, and the eyes are cold.

For a long time, her thin lips opened slightly: "well, I swear, I won't be close to Jing Mo Wen in this life."

That's perfunctory.

Mrs. Jing was obviously dissatisfied. She frowned and suddenly raised her tone, "swear with your close relatives and friends!"

Mo Yiran finally couldn't bear it. He kicked over the next chair, "you're fucking enough!"

Mrs. Jing obviously didn't expect Mo Yiran to suddenly get angry. After being stunned for a while, she flew into a rage, "Mo Yiran! What's your attitude? What kind of cultivation do you dare..."

"How dare I!"

Mo Yiran strode to Mrs. Jing, punched her fist on the wall next to Mrs. Jing's ear and sneered, "how can I respect you for old disrespect? Old lady, this Jing family is no longer your world, and your era has passed."

"You..."

Mrs. Jing is gasping heavily.

With a cool smile, ran straightened up: "you are a patient, I won't stimulate you. Bye."

Words fall, turn and leave.

When she came to the door, the woman suddenly looked back and smiled at Mrs. Jing. "Lord Huo's biological daughter has been found. There will be a banquet three days later. As Lord Huo's friend, you must be there to celebrate."