President spoils the dark wife

Since Mo Yiran asked the two children whether they could accept their remarriage in the hospital that day, Jing mowen was unconventional. Suddenly, there was no more business. Nothing bothered Mo Yiran to remarry.

I don't know whether I'm calm or something else.

Without Jing mowen's entanglement, Mo Yiran can live at ease.

Sending Xiang Xinwei and sun Mushan to prison is the key to Mo Yiran's comfort.

The days after that suddenly returned to plain.

Jing mowen goes to work as usual. He is busy every day. Occasionally, when he frowns, he has subtle wrinkles.

What all the other employees broke their glasses was that the old Department called HuaQuan around Jing mowen came back.

Everyone can't understand why Jing mowen wants to forgive a traitor. It's hard to come true that he is old and confused?

But only Qingqing knows that Jing mowen has never blamed HuaQuan.

Although HuaQuan was sent by Mrs. Jing, HuaQuan is conscientious and capable.

But when Jing mowen suddenly changed, HuaQuan chose to leave at that time, and didn't even give Jing mowen an explanation, so he kept avoiding it.

Jing mowen has been waiting for him to explain in person, and waiting for him to put down his heart knot.

As for Mo Yiran, he also goes to work normally every day. After work, he goes back to Bai Shengyan's villa in the urban area.

When I go out at night, I sometimes meet my neighbors Jing mowen and Yan binwei, who occupy the houses on the left and right sides.

The two people seemed to have made an appointment. Suddenly there was no movement. They smiled foolishly every time they met, and then drove away to their own place.

As for Xiao Ning, Mo Yiran didn't go to Cui biejun.

No matter what happens, don't dye to Xinwei. One day, the truth will surface under the right circumstances.

I don't know why, after the days return to plain, time always passes quickly, but it seems to be very slow.

Unknowingly, it has entered winter.

The alarm rang as usual and ran turned over. She didn't get up until she was upset by the alarm.

Open the curtain with a "Shua".

His eyes were white and harsh. He covered his eyes with his hands.

Then, as if she didn't dare believe it, Yiran rubbed her eyes, determined everything in front of her, and rushed out of the door to knock on Bai Shengyan's door.

"Ah Yan! Ah Yan!"

Suddenly she was like a child, full of emotions.

"Stop shouting, I'm downstairs!"

The impatient female voice sounded, but Yiran was completely unaffected. She trotted to the aisle on the living room on the second floor, fell on the railing, and looked at the Baisheng flue that had already washed and dressed, sat on the sofa downstairs and watched TV: "it's snowing outside!"

Bai Shengyan doesn't want to go to the company today because it's just snowing and it's too cold.

Lying on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, she looked at the TV and yawned lazily. "Mm-hmm" twice and said, "I know. I know. Jing mowen has been wandering outside for a long time. He won't let him call you. What do you say? You're angry. Go out and see if you're frozen to death."

Bai Shengyan's words fell. He didn't hear the echo. He looked up and found that the person just now didn't know when he had disappeared.

I don't know if I heard what she just said.

Bai Shengyan shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Poor Jing mowen.

Mo Yiran finished washing, casually put on a white sweater and went downstairs.

"Ah Yan, let's go out and make a snowman?"

Yi Ran to the side of the sofa, put her arm on the back of the sofa, and looked forward to Bai Shengyan.

Bai Shengyan just wanted to say no, but he just switched to a program.

The people inside can't be more familiar.

"Ranran, your brother has grown so big. Now it's him on the other stage. It's him on the other stage."

Yiran smells the speech and looks over.

TV is no longer a young boy's tender and astringent face.

Young people in their early twenties are dressed in retro costumes.

White tassel suit, black leather collar, very delicate blue embroidery on the shoulders, simple and elegant patterns.

His face was white and he looked like a prince in a castle.

His eyes are still pure and kind.

However, he calmed down a lot. When the host asked, he no longer opened his mouth, but thought a little. After a hundred turns in his mind, he smiled and said slowly in a gentle voice.

It's said that a Qing was badly hacked a few years ago. He often fell into self doubt and depression.

But fortunately, he survived.

Yiran suddenly felt that the years were fleeting.

She suddenly remembered that when Mo Qing was eleven or twelve, she returned home for the Spring Festival. When I got to my house, I still dragged my suitcase in my hand.

The door suddenly opened. The little boy who didn't know the cold put out a small head, looked around for a while, and ran out stealthily.

Yiran went over, grabbed the child's back collar, picked him up, pretended to be serious and asked him what he wanted to do.

When the child saw her, he was surprised and showed a smile brighter than the warm sun.

At the mouth of the white sweater, a pure white kitten stuck out his head, licked the child's chin, and turned his head to dye it.

One big and one small, they opened their bright eyes like that, and people and animals looked at it innocuously.

The white cat cub meow.

Little mo Qing's tender voice was also soft and waxy. "It was injured two days ago. My mother was afraid of cats. I kept it secretly, but my mother seemed to notice..."

Yiran always felt that Mo Qing was a very pure child.

Purity doesn't mean you don't know anything, but you still stick to it after you know it.

Ah Qing stepped into the muddy water of the entertainment industry with her innocence, walked into the rolling world of mortals, and was covered with scars, but she was still a gentle and good child.

Yiran is often pleased with this.

"Jing mowen is outside the door. Don't you go and see him?"

Baisheng smoke reminder.

"He?"

Yiran raised her eyebrows and turned away.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw several boxes piled at the door.

There is a piece of paper on the top box.

"Ranran, the company has something to do. Let's go first. Remember to open the box."

Jingmo characters.

"Ah Yan, are these boxes always at the door?"

Yiran looked back and shouted at the white smoke in the room.

As soon as Bai Shengyan heard it, he hurried over excitedly, "not yet. Why, Jing mowen sent you something again? Move in and take it apart. If it's delicious, we'll pull Lengleng together!"

However, Bai Shengyan was soon disappointed.

Because the box is full of clothes and shoes.

And they are very gentle white light pink down jacket and snow boots, which really don't accord with the model of her bossy imperial sister.

"Jing mowen is really funny. When did he see you wear these bloated ones? They are also leather shoes and snow boots. Why, raising polar bears?"

Bai Sheng tobacco could not help but make complaints about Tucao.

Yiran also felt very strange.

"I've always been wearing coats, boots and high heels. He gave me so many things I can't wear. What's wrong with him?"

After Bai Shengyan heard this, he suddenly reacted.

"When I was on a business trip last week, I happened to meet Jing mowen. He asked me how you were recently. I said it rained. You didn't sit well before the month, and you had arthritis again. It hurt badly."

Bai Shengyan patted Yiran's shoulder, "he just knows that you need demeanor and don't want temperature in winter. He's afraid you'll be tortured. It's not. He sent it directly to the door. One by one, which is lower than the five digits? It's too wasteful not to wear it. He loves you."

After listening with dye, thin lips pursed slightly.

The hand holding the down jacket was slightly tight and smiled.