President spoils the dark wife

The weather is getting colder and colder after the snow.

The temperature in the weather forecast is getting lower and lower day by day. Mo Yiran accidentally went to the suburbs to do something. Passing by the ancient town, he saw a row of ice falling from the eaves, crystal clear.

Looking at the ice cream, Yiran thought of her mother when she was a child.

Carefree, innocent and lively.

After all, in the blink of an eye, I grew up and became an adult.

Everyone is living to death and trying their best to have a good home.

When driving back to the city from the ancient town, Yiran received the news that Cui Liji had fallen and was being rushed to the hospital.

Yiran silently calculates the time in her heart.

In a few minutes, Cui biejun's phone arrived.

Here we are

Yiran looks at the caller ID and seems to have a broken string in her eyes with exquisite eye makeup.

Answered the phone.

"Ranran, do you have time now?"

The man's voice is still so gentle, with a smile of spring breeze in April.

Even if she didn't see anyone, Yiran's mind had already depicted and outlined the man as gentle as jade, as if he were a Bodhisattva who would never be angry.

For a long time, Yiran sighed and smiled, "I'm free."

"Can you come to me? I have something to tell you."

"Is it important?"

"Yes, it's very important about the whereabouts of Li jiangshen."

As soon as Yiran listened, her eyebrows tightened and her tone changed, "did you find out her whereabouts?"

"Yes, and she... May not be in a good situation now."

"I'll go now!"

After Yiran hung up, he called Jing mowen again, but Jing mowen's mobile phone was turned off.

Frowning, he quickly drove to Jing mowen's company.

But after arriving at Jing mowen's company, he was stopped.

It was Cui Jie who stopped Mo Yiran.

"Sister Ranran, why are you here?"

Cui Jie was dressed in formal clothes and his hair was neatly combed.

His cynical smile still hung on his face. It seemed that he had not received the news that Cui Liji had fallen ill.

"I have something urgent to find Jing mowen."

As Yiran spoke, she was about to walk into the office.

However, Cui Jie stopped Mo Yiran again and said with a smile, "elder sister, Cui Ao is talking business with President Jing inside. This time, it's more important. Can Chengdu do this at one stroke? President Jing explained before entering. No one can disturb him, no matter what happens or who."

"You..."

Mo Yiran stared at Cui Jie, clenched his teeth, and couldn't speak angrily.

Seeing that Cui Jie didn't mean to give in, Mo Yi Ran tightened his fist and turned away.

"Eh? Why are you here, Ranran? Where are you in a hurry?"

When he went out, he met Chen Yu head-on. Mo Yiran was not in the mood to explain more to him and hurried away.

Confused, Chen Yu continues to walk to Jing mowen's office.

Mo Yiran drove all the way back home. Bai Shengyan was also there. She was stirring up her best dark cuisine in the kitchen.

Yi ran upstairs, took something, and hurried downstairs.

"Ranran, where are you going? I'll stew the soup here. Have some before you go!"

Bai Shengyan's voice is still behind him, but Mo Yiran has got into the car again.

At the same time, Jing mowen, who had just finished the conversation on the other side, was sending Cui Ao out.

After the mobile phone was turned on, a familiar voice rang.

He looked at the moving red dot on his cell phone and frowned.

Moreover, Mo Yiran called herself just now.

Just about to call back, the two brothers Cui Jie and Cui Ao, who were ready to leave, suddenly said, "President Jing, I still have some ideas about what happened just now. Otherwise, let's go to the downstairs restaurant and talk while eating?"

Jing mowen looks up at Cui Ao. Seeing that Cui Ao looks calm, and thinking that the dangerous people have been sent to prison, Jing mowen agrees without much hesitation.

Put away the mobile phone and smiled at Cui Ao, "let's go."

At Cui's house, as soon as Yiran entered the door, he saw Cui biejun sitting calmly on the sofa drinking tea.

"Why are you alone at home?"

Mo Yiran walked over with a smile, sat opposite Cui biejun, and poured himself tea as usual.

"Should there be someone else?"

Cui biejun asked with a smile.

"I met Li Ji two days ago. She said she hadn't come back to see your big brother for a long time. She wants to move back for a few days."

While Yiran was drinking tea, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Cui biejun's hand trembling, but there was no discomfort on his face.

"She has that heart and never takes any practical action."

Cui biejun added tea to Mo Yiran's teacup and said, "by the way, I have to tell you about Li jiangshen."

"What happened to her?"

After asking Yiran, she just felt a little vague in front of her eyes. Seeing Cui biejun, she had a double shadow.

"What's the matter with me?"

Mo Yiran wants to stand up. Cui biejun has come to her and holds Mo Yiran who is unstable and wants to fall.

His face is kind, his voice is as usual, and his smile is gentle: "Ranran, you're tired."

"I'm tired..."

Yiran leans against Cui biejun's arms. The man is wearing a cold suit, which makes Mo Yiran feel very uncomfortable. She repeats the man's words.

Then he frowned, suddenly raised a hand, touched the man's handsome face, smiled and wondered, "am I tired?"

She stroked Cui biejun's face with one hand and suddenly put the other hand around the man's waist.

Cui biejun was also stunned. He probably didn't expect Mo Yiran to take the initiative to hold him.

However, he soon recovered, reached out and touched the woman's soft black hair in his arms, and said gently, "yes, if you're tired, close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Mo Yiran closes his eyes and falls powerlessly into Cui biejun's arms.

Cui biejun looked at the unconscious woman in his arms and frowned slightly.

"Is there me in your heart... So you dare to admit it only when your consciousness is vague, is that right?"

At this moment, Cui biejun's heart moved and suddenly hesitated.

"Mr. Cui! Little miss, she... Is the limit!"

Suddenly, a confidant was rushing in from the door with an anxious face.

When Cui biejun heard this, his eyes, which had just softened, suddenly became cold and even more firm, "I know. Is everything ready in the United States?"

"I've never been slack these years, just in case it happens!"

Ah Zheng looks serious.

"Start now!" Cui biejun ordered coldly.

Hold Mo Yiran horizontally, and the woman lies soft in her arms, making Cui biejun move again.

But at the thought of his sister's pale face and pain, he didn't have any soft heart.

The man took Mo Yiran as he strode outside the door. With each step, his eyes were deep.

No one is more important than Li Ji!

Even if he wants to risk his life

He can do nothing, as long as Liji is safe.

He has lost one and can't... Lose another

Otherwise, his mother will blame him.