President spoils the dark wife

Mo Yutong cried bitterly. After crying, he thanked Mo Yiran solemnly.

"Don't you hate me? If we hadn't killed ah Zhao, you could have stayed together."

Mo Yiran feels very strange.

Mo Yutong shook his head and said calmly, "he has offended too many people, and his ability is not as good as that of Jing Mo's classical Chinese binwei and others. He still has the courage to provoke Yan binwei. Even if you don't kill him this time, with his temperament, he will die in someone else's hands sooner or later. If he dies in Jing Mo's hands, at least his whole body will be left."

Mo Yiran doesn't believe Mo Yutong's words.

After all these years, who can't learn to disguise?

She looked at Mo Yutong deeply, but Mo Yutong suddenly smiled and said, "don't doubt that I will bear humiliation and try to revenge you one day, I won't."

"You're smart."

Don't narrow your eyes with dye.

"I'm not smart, I'm open to it."

Mo Yutong sighed, "not to mention... Now I'm not alone..."

She stroked her stomach with gentle eyes.

"If parents love their children, it will be far-reaching." Mo Yiran hooked his lips, "you want to open it. I'll say over there, it should be yours and it will be yours."

"Thank you..."

Mo Yutong smiled.

Later, Mo Yutong returned to the country under Mo Yiran's arrangement. As for the country, Mo Yiran has asked people to say hello to King Shu Yu of Mochang.

As for Yan binwei, Mo Yiran is not confident enough to persuade him to let go, but Bai Shengyan has the ability to force and lure, and Yan binwei reluctantly agrees.

He was stupid and didn't want the money. It was just that the holiday with ah Zhao made him unhappy, but he really didn't need to embarrass a pregnant woman.

Although the amount of money is large, it is dispensable for both sides.

However, this money is more meaningful for Mo Yutong. It is the last amulet left by her lover.

This time, Yan binwei was really said to be soft hearted, so he let go.

"Sure enough, when women get older, they become more and more nosy."

Jing mowen didn't know when he came together. Mo Yiran, who was sitting by the bed in a daze, glanced at the man and said, "people, you can't be too ruthless."

Jing mowen smiled and went over to hold the woman from behind. He put the woman in his arms, pointed to the woman's white and tender face, and his voice was low: "now that our business is over, should we have a little two person world?"

"What are you doing?"

"Just follow me."

Jing Mo's words fell, took Yiran's hand and strode out.

When I went downstairs, I met Yan binwei and Bai Shengyan dragging a suitcase.

"Are you going home?"

Mo Yiran asked.

Bai Shengyan nodded. "There's something wrong in China. I'm in a hurry to deal with it."

"Does it matter? If we need help, we'll pack it up and go back."

Mo Yiran was worried when she heard that something had happened.

"What does it have to do with us if they solve their problems?" Jing mowen was a little unhappy.

"Shut up!" Mo Yiran stepped on him.

Bai Shengyan looked very anxious. It was rare that he didn't quarrel with Jing mowen. He shook his head and said, "it's urgent, but we can cope with it. Come on, you have a good time for a few days. Let's go first."

"OK, have a nice trip."

After Yanbai left, Mo Yiran got into the car with Jing mowen, but he was still worried. Obviously, he was not at ease.

Jing mowen was driving, glancing sideways at Mo Yiran, his dark eyes half narrowed.

Free up one hand, press it on Mo Yiran's hand and hold it tightly.

Yiran felt the power in her hand and suddenly felt a lot clearer in her heart.

"Don't worry about them. They haven't seen any big storms for so many years. Even if something really happened, there are still us?"

Mo Yiran burst out laughing, "are you willing to help Yan binwei?"

The man looked a little uncomfortable for a moment. He took back his hand and focused on driving. He said awkwardly: "it's not what you said. You can't be too ruthless."

About an hour later, the car stopped and stopped at a villa.

Mo Yi gets off the car and looks at Jing mowen strangely.

"Where is this?"

"Nanwei pasture," replied Jing Mo Wen.

Yiran recalled that Nanwei ranch is a very famous ranch, but she never came.

"Why did you bring me here?" Yiran asked.

Jing mowen went over, took Mo Yiran's hand, looked down at her and said, "the rancher in Nanwei lives here. The two old people are kind to my biological mother. When I was a child, I often came to play during the summer vacation. I haven't been here since my mother died, so I want to see the two old people."

Yiran was a little worried. "Isn't that equal to your grandparents? I dress so casually... You told me earlier, I'll dress more formally and buy some gifts! Jing mowen, you..."

"It doesn't matter. They are both very kind. Just stay at your own home."

Jing mowen looked at the anxious look on the woman's face. For some reason, his heart was filled with joy.

He comforted her with a smile.

"Ink!"

The old voice came into my ears.

After Jing mowen heard the sound, his steady and cold eyes became soft and his hostility disappeared.

It seems to be a very important person.

Yi Ran thought so and turned to look.

I saw an old American couple. The old man had been on crutches. The old woman was wearing a simple dress and supporting the old man.

The smile is amiable.

It reminds Mo Yiran of her grandparents.

Jing mowen went to say hello, then pulled Mo Yiran and began to introduce him.

Speaking English, Mo Yiran has been in France for six years. She hasn't seen English for a long time, but she reacted quickly.

Jing mowen introduced her as his wife!

Mo Yiran stared at Jing mowen quietly. Although he smiled, his eyebrows were full of warnings.

Jing mowen did not see it at all. He smiled and asked Mo Yiran to call people.

Yiran was naturally bad. He had to say hello to the two old people with a sweet smile in front of the two old people.

"Hello, son. Your name is Ranran?"

The old man said in Chinese.

Although it is not very smooth, it enunciates clearly and speaks well.

Mo Yiran replied, "yes, Grandpa, your Chinese is very good."

Grandpa was very happy to hear Yi Ran's praise. He happily led the two people into the villa.

In the evening, the second old man asked the servants to prepare a rich American dinner in the yard to entertain Jing mowen and Mo Yiran.

Jing mowen and the two elders haven't seen each other for a long time. They talk a lot. Yiran only laughs as a spectator and doesn't bother.

At dinner, it was sunset.

The sunset glow is as gorgeous as fireworks and changes rapidly.

There are not many people in the manor. The mountain wind scattered the heat. The flowers all over the mountains are in full swing, reflecting the sunset glow in the boundless sky at the moment.