President spoils the dark wife

When Mrs. Jing's funeral held seven lines, many people went back to city a one after another.

And Jing mowen's face was gloomy for several days.

He did hate Mrs. Jing's ruthless indifference, but Mrs. Jing did have a great kindness to him.

He missed his last look at her.

Although Jing mowen didn't say anything, everyone could see that Jing mowen had fallen into deep remorse.

When the news came that old lady Jing had gone that day, Jing mowen rushed to the hospital almost immediately, regardless of whether he was still a patient.

Mo Yiran went with him, but he was just waiting for him outside the ward.

At that time, a group of people gathered in the ward. Ran saw that there were many people around Jing mowen. Knowing that he kept it for him, he left quietly.

She found Wang que, brought back Xiaoyan, and then went back to Huo's house.

After telling Huo Sha the news of Mrs. Jing's death, Huo Sha was stunned at first, but he was still calm.

In the face of birth, old age and death, he has long been open to it.

"Go to the funeral with me then. At least you've had a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

Yiran nodded and answered.

Jason came the evening before the funeral.

"Jason? How did you find here? I sent someone to look for you, but I haven't heard from you."

Yiran was surprised to see Jason rushing towards him from the car.

Jason hugged Mo Yiran with tears in his eyes. "Ranran, I finally found you!"

Jason was obviously too excited to answer Yiran's question.

But the next second, Yiran will understand.

Because another man came down from the car carrying Jason.

Old acquaintance.

Every time he should or should not appear, this person is there.

Is the only man Mo Yiran can't control in her life.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why, doesn't Miss Mo recognize your prosperous face?"

Yan binwei didn't beat as usual. He put his arm on the car and smiled at Mo Yiran. "Oh, no, I should call you miss Huo. Last time Lord Huo held a dance for you, some people were not in city a and didn't come to congratulate in person. Don't blame."

Mo Yiran separated from Jason and smiled at Yan binwei. "I haven't seen you for a long time. How's Yan Zong recently?"

"Very good. I can eat and drink. I'm still handsome."

Yiran didn't want to argue with him, "thank you for sending Jason back."

"It doesn't matter. Jason is my friend. We met a little earlier than you."

Yiran nodded. "Well," she said, dismissing, "since the man has come back, Yan always please come back."

Then he took Jason and turned to go back.

"I've helped you. Won't miss Huo invite me in for a cup of tea?"

Yiran glanced back at him, "come in."

In the living room, the servant poured tea for Yan binwei and couldn't help peeping at Jason and Yan binwei.

One is a foreign handsome man with brown hair and blue eyes, and the other is Yan binwei, the boss of business in city A. they are all top handsome men. Their eldest lady is too good to know so many handsome guys!

"When did you come back?"

Yan binwei seems to be in a good mood today. She has a chance to catch up with Mo Yiran.

"It didn't take long for me to meet all the people I should have met. As for those I haven't seen, I should have arrived at Mrs. Jing's funeral tomorrow."

Ranran answered carelessly and indifferently.

Jason saw that the two people seemed to be talking about domestic affairs, and he couldn't get in his mouth. He was so funny that he didn't hinder the two people from talking about the past and went directly to one side to watch TV.

"Yan binwei, you shouldn't just come in for a cup of tea to catch up with me? I don't think there's any old friendship between us, and you're not so idle."

She looked at Yan binwei with a clear smile.

She knows something about Yan binwei. Every time Yan binwei thinks she has something to tell Mo Yiran, she will suddenly tease her.

"Well, maybe I'm just so free."

Yan binwei's smile remained unchanged.

Yiran didn't refute him immediately, but refilled Yan binwei with a cup of tea with a cup of tea.

The tea is full to see off the guests.

However, Yan binwei never played cards according to common sense. He reached out and directly took the cup of tea in front of Mo Yiran and drank it up.

Mo Yiran jerked at the corners of his mouth and was a little angry, "you..."

"Come on, don't tease you. Get down to business."

Yan binwei put down the tea lamp, took out a kraft paper bag from the briefcase she had been carrying in her hand and threw it in front of Mo Yiran.

"This is what you wanted to check six years ago. Here are the materials. You will use them one day, but I can remind you, don't worry. These materials are your cards. If you use them too early or too late, you may be doomed."

Yiran took the document and guessed what was in it.

She pinched the thickness and blew her eyes. She was a little uncomfortable, "thank you."

Yan binwei smiled rather than smiled.

"But why did you help me?"

Yan binwei supported his jaw and smiled, "you're funny."

Yiran shook his head, "no, you just think these people are demons and involve you, so you help me. Help me. That means helping yourself. But I'm surprised that it takes a lot of time to find out such a thick stack of data. Since you have found out, why wait for me to come back and give it to me? Why don't you just do it yourself?"

"Give you a chance to abuse dregs and have a good time?" Yan binwei answered seriously.

Yiran stared at him for a moment, determined that he couldn't see anything from Yan binwei's eyes, and then took back his sight.

"Thank you anyway."

Just talking, suddenly a crisp voice came from the door, "Mommy!"

As soon as the voice fell, a small figure had jumped into Mo Yiran's arms.

Yan binwei stared, "this, this is..."

"Introduce my son, Xiaoyan." Yiran smiled and pulled the child's hand with gentle eyebrows and eyes. "Xiaoyan, come and call uncle."

"Uncle!"

Xiaoyan called quickly.

"Where did you get such a big son?" Yan binwei seemed to be frightened.

"Is this child Jing mowen's?"

"No......" Mo Yiran was about to deny it, but Yan binwei interrupted her.

"As like as two peas, you must not deny that this child is exactly the same as Jing Ming Wen when he was little, especially the eyes."

Mo Yiran: "

"But you are also really interesting. When you are together, the child you are pregnant with always has accidents. Once separated, the child will grow up safely. Sure enough, it's too dangerous for you to stay with Jing mowen. You'd better not go back to him. It's not easy for the child to grow up safely."

"I think so, too."

Yiran didn't refute binwei this time.