President spoils the dark wife

However, no one listens to her at all.

"It's Mo Yiran. You must have framed me!"

Seeing that no one believed her, Xiang Xinwei looked at Mo Yiran who had just arrived and rushed towards Mo Yiran fiercely.

"You spoiled my wedding with Mo Wen. Now you don't stop and hurt me again!"

Yelling at Xinwei, he rushed to Mo Yiran. Before he met Yi Ran, he was kicked to the ground by Jing mowen.

"Xiang Xinwei, if you dare to touch one today, try it!"

Jing mowen's face was covered with dark clouds, as if he had gathered bad weather all year.

Xiang Xinwei was kicked to her stomach, and a cold sweat flowed from her painful forehead. She couldn't stand up.

It's really demeaning to give such a cruel hand to a woman in public.

But he is Jing mowen, and no one dares to say anything more.

"Jing mowen! Don't go too far! How can you treat a weak woman who has no strength to bind chickens like this?"

Father Jing angrily denounced him for being an honest and upright official in the first half of his life. He can't see the power bullying the weak. Now his son bullies women in public, not to mention the woman's father is his life-saving benefactor.

Without fear, Jing mowen took Mo Yiran into his arms and said loudly, "I not only beat her, I also want to kill her! Ranran is my most important person. If anyone dares to touch her and pour dirty water on her, I want life to be better than death!"

There was a sound on the ground, and the sound was deafening.

No one dares to say more.

"Jing Mo Wen..."

Don't look at Jing Mo Wen with dyed eyes. There is an inexplicable feeling floating in your heart.

"You, you... You deceive people too much!"

She stammered angrily to Xinwei and didn't speak neatly.

"You are the one who bullies."

Yan binwei interrupts one side.

"Shut up and stand behind." Bai Shengyan glared at Yan binwei.

"I don't know."

……

Bai Yan, who didn't know when they were tired of being together again, whispered at the same time.

Mo Yiran looked at the two men, raised his eyes and looked at the ink text of Jing, sighed. It was really a sin.

After so many years, it's still old acquaintances who get entangled in the end.

On his birthday, Mr. Jing finally broke up unhappily because he sent a bell to Xinwei. Mr. Jing turned his head and left first, and no one could stop him.

"Ah Yan, what's going on?"

Yiran found an opportunity to take Bai Sheng's cigarette away. Just downstairs, she was asking. As a result, a cold came behind. Yiran smoked at the corner of her mouth, and then a hand fell on her shoulder.

"Ranran, what do you want to say behind my back?"

Jing mowen was a little unhappy. He frowned and looked at Yiran's eyes like a sword. It was hard to stop.

With a stiff hook at the corners of his lips, "nothing, you don't need to know."

"Tell me again! Why don't I know?"

Jing mowen's face became darker, and the low pressure made Bai Shengyan feel uncomfortable.

Mo Yiran is angry with him all day. He doesn't say anything. He fights alone and doesn't pay attention to him at all.

As soon as Jingmo's Mandarin fell, a circle of people gathered around.

"Brother Jing, I promise to give you a vivid description of the good play you missed!"

Cui Liji's voice.

Already a wife, she still likes gossip. Jing Mo really chased after her and rushed over.

There are Yan binwei and Xiao Zhang Shao behind.

Just now he didn't pay attention, Baisheng cigarette disappeared. He guessed that Mo Yiran was taken away.

Yan binwei, who was alone, was unhappy, so he told several people that Bai Shengyan and Mo Yiran ran ran away, so there was the next scene of siege.

Jing mowen looked at the people around him. He was a little agitated. His eyes caught a glimpse that the driver had arrived in the car. His eyes were slightly restrained. Taking advantage of the people's inattention, he pulled Mo Yiran into the car.

Gallop away.

Leaving a group of people messy in the night wind.

In the luxury car, Mo Yiran, who was forced into the car, straightened his skirt and stared at Jing mowen coldly, "what are you pulling me back for? I have something to tell ah Yan!"

"Mo Yiran, how much weight do I have in your heart?"

Jing mowen's sudden question stunned Mo Yiran. She looked at him.

Look very carefully.

Men's facial features are extremely handsome and angular, which makes people unable to move their eyes. At this time, a pair of gloomy eyes are staring at themselves, and the dark pupils can't see anything.

Just looked at each other for a long time, but ran's heart jumped wildly, and her hand was unconsciously clenched.

When the man looked at himself, Yi Ran felt suddenly nervous. She felt as if she didn't have any lies in front of him.

Because he can see through everything.

He didn't expose it, just to save some face for himself.

Jing mowen has never had this problem even Mo Yiran himself.

What kind of existence is he for himself?

"I..."

She opened her lips and looked away.

She lowered her head and frowned as if she were thinking.

Jing mowen looked at Mo Yiran's appearance and felt a little cold.

"If you can't say it, I'll say it for you!"

Jing mowen suddenly raised his voice. He broke Mo Yiran's shoulder and stared at her like a lone wolf looking at his territory.

"In your heart, you have your son, your best friend Bai Shengyan, your brother, and your father, but I must be very late in your heart. Maybe even the kerky raised by Bai Shengyan is ahead of me, Ranran, isn't it?"

It can be said that it is torture in the depths of the soul.

The more Jing Mo Wen says, the more guilty Mo Yiran becomes.

Because she suddenly found that when Jing mowen reported these names one by one, Mo Yiran couldn't refute any of them.

"Jing mowen, why do you have to measure what position you are in my heart? If you rank first in my heart, will you live forever?"

Mo Yiran pretends to smile easily.

"Ranking in your heart is much more important than immortality." Jing mowen replied without hesitation.

“……”

Mo Yiran had a headache. Her slender finger pinched a strand of hair at a loss. Suddenly, her face suddenly turned, "you moved to my next door without farting. I haven't settled accounts with you yet. How long have you moved here? What do you want to do?"

Mo Yiran seemed to catch Jing mowen's pigtail, and his momentum rose in an instant.

"Don't you know what I want to do this afternoon?"

Jing mowen said carelessly.

Mo Yiran: "

After returning home, Mo Yiran found that Bai Shengyan had been waiting at home, and Yan binwei was still sitting on the sofa.

Mo Yiran is not very strange now. He walks over and sits down.

Bai Shengyan tells Mo Yiran what happened just now.

Mo Yiran asks Bai Shengyan to help stare at Xiang Xinwei. Bai Shengyan then discovers Xiang Xinwei's change.