President spoils the dark wife

At night, the weather is a little gloomy and slightly damp, as if it is going to rain.

Yiran bought a fruit basket and drove to Mo Changguo's hospital.

It is said that Mo Changguo has woke up. She wants to see him.

The retro square heel leather shoes "dada" sounded on the smooth ground. Yiran was walking towards the elevator, and the elevator just reached the first floor.

When the elevator door opened, a familiar figure came into Yiran's eyes.

The man is tall and cold. How many women dream of the diamond king.

Jing Mo Wen? Why is he here?

She frowned slightly with dye.

He seemed a little absent-minded and hung his head like something on his mind.

If the boy nearby didn't pull him, he didn't even find that the elevator had reached the first floor.

Yiran saw the man get out of the elevator, press down his black fisherman's hat, and the man flashed aside.

Maybe Jing mowen didn't have the habit of observing people everywhere. This time, they passed by and didn't recognize them at all.

Instead, Jing Mo, who was wearing a black pinstripe white shirt on his side, glanced in the direction of Yiran intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was ready to say something, but in the end, he just glanced at her, didn't say anything, and then left the hospital with Jing Mo Wen unchanged.

To dye the elevator, took off the infinite glasses on the bridge of the nose, and randomly inserted them into the neckline of the black shirt, but they have a different charm.

Her sight was indifferent. She pressed the elevator floor, and the elevator door was slowly closing. The boy who had gone far in front suddenly turned back and showed a meaningful smile towards Yiran.

The elevator door closed, isolating all.

Yi Ran frowned slightly and didn't understand what Jing Mo really meant.

Children born in rich families can never be regarded as children.

This point, to dye deep experience.

The three brothers and sisters of the Cui family, Jing Mozhen, Mo Yutong, Bai Shengyan and himself

All are examples.

Everyone was young, and had tasted the bitterness of the world at the age that should be loved most.

Who can say who is really pure and innocent?

Yiran doesn't know why Jing mowen came to the hospital. She doesn't know what Jing Mozhen's meaningful and even provocative eyes mean. She doesn't want to know.

Because Yiran has a hunch that some things will come to the surface sooner or later.

At this moment, Yiran suddenly realized that Jing mowen seemed to know himself like the back of his hand, but he knew nothing about the man who said he liked him.

Today's encounter was soon forgotten by Yiran. Although she can't remember it all her life, Yiran hasn't recalled this trivial matter for at least a long time.

He got out of the elevator and went to the ward.

When Yiran pushes the door in, he doesn't see Mo Qing. Only Wang Shuyu is feeding Mo Changguo porridge.

Yi Ran remembers that Mo Changguo hated to drink porridge.

I guess I can't help drinking so well now.

"Mo Yiran? What are you doing here? Don't you think you've done enough harm to the Mo family?"

Wang Shuyu turned around when he heard the news. He thought it was his son, so he smiled.

However, at the moment when the woman's eyes were aligned with those of Yiran, she suddenly changed her face, with a speed comparable to that of lightning.

How to describe it? It's like seeing a hundred dollars on the ground and happily picking it up, only to find that it's a ghost coin.

Mo Yiran ignored Wang Shuyu's sarcasm, put aside the fruit basket in his hand, turned to Mo Changguo and said, "Dad, are you better?"

Mo Changguo's eyebrows never stretched again from the moment when Yi Ran came in. He quietly looked at the daughter he had raised for more than 20 years and suddenly felt that he couldn't see her clearly.

When did she become so cold? She should always be warm and gentle, should be his intimate little cotton padded jacket, but... When did she suddenly change?

No, it should be said that it has changed back.

When Yiran finally stopped smiling gently at him, Mo Changguo suddenly remembered that the girl didn't like to laugh.

Since childhood, she has been more precocious than other children. She handles things cleanly and neatly. She has never lost a fight. She is so arrogant and always looks at the world with a cold face.

But what day did she suddenly put away her sharp knife? What smoothed her sharpness?

She became gentle, agreeable, like a child who had first heard of the world... She became the daughter he most wanted to see

When did this happen?

Is it when Qiqing died? Was it when he brought Wang Shuyu in?

……

"Mo Yiran, if you really want me to be better early, you don't have to come next time."

Finally, Mo Changguo spoke. He was rarely as quiet as he is now.

Mo Changguo is a very irritable person. Mo Yiran originally thought that Mo Changguo would be angry when he saw himself, but he was unexpectedly calm.

Is grief greater than death?

With dye drooping his eyes, he pressed down the faint bitterness in his heart and nodded: "good."

Mo Yiran left. Mo Changguo didn't take a look. He continued to drink the porridge fed by Wang Shuyu. It looked so calm.

"Hum, just slap me and give me a piece of sugar to finish it? Hum, it's very good to calculate!"

After feeding Mo Changguo porridge, Wang Shuyu went to the table and looked disgusted. He picked up the fruit basket and tried to throw it away.

However, Mo Changguo suddenly yelled.

"What do you want? Put it down!"

Wang Shuyu was so frightened that his hand shook and the fruit basket fell to the ground.

"What are you yelling at?"

Wang Shuyu was aggrieved and said loudly, "don't forget that I was the one who was loyal to you when you were in the most danger! It was Wang Shuyu! Why do you care so much about her fruit basket? Don't forget that Mo ran that little white eyed wolf and hurt the Mo family like this! You really took her as your daughter after raising her for years..."

"Shut up!"

Mo Changguo gasped for breath by Wang Shuyu, his fingers trembled, pointed to Wang Shuyu, but he couldn't speak.

Wang Shuyu didn't pick up the fruit basket either. He snorted and left the ward angrily. Only Mo Changguo was left to sigh heavily again and again against the white ceiling.

Yiran's car was driving fast in the street. Before long, a thin figure of a woman appeared in the brightly lit square of the bar street.

She walked deep into the street, gradually becoming sparsely populated, got on the elevator and stopped in front of a clean bar.

Yiran looked up.

——Deer dust bar.

Half clear and half noisy. She comes here every time she is in a bad mood.

After entering, the dim light is like a hazy net, hiding everyone's publicity.

Went to the bar, ordered a glass of wine and drank absently.

If it weren't for a sudden quarrel between a couple, they threw each other a slap and woke up Yiran. Yiran couldn't even find the existence of Jing mowen.

The man sat alone on the sofa with a glass of light wine in his hand.

He didn't drink. His eyes quietly stared at a portrait of a black cat on the wall in front of him, and his eyes were faint and lonely.

The black cat looks very precious, and her eyes are full of indifference and pride.

Yiran knows the picture and she likes it very much.

I looked closely before, so I saw the signature in the corner of the painting.

——Li jiangshen

Name is an excellent name, and word is a very publicized word.