President Wife is Pretty and Cool

"Uncle, it's really hard for me to intervene in this matter. I don't dare to fight grandma's idea. You should discuss it with your aunt."

Lan Anran smiled.

"An Ran, your grandma loves you the most, as long as you are willing to talk."

Mo Changwen continued.

"Sorry, you should ask your aunt about this first."

Lan Anran walked into a room and closed the door, not giving Mo Changwen any chance.

"Okay you Lan Anran, you wait for me, as long as you die, the old lady will definitely be able to accept that child!"

Mo Changwen's eyes were full of hatred, and he turned and left angrily.

Lan Anran heard that there was no movement at the door, and then walked to the bed with confidence, where she still had the things she needed.

She quickly changed her dress and high heels, put on a simple outfit, turned the window and ran towards the upper floors.

Rong Ze and Mo San, who were staring at the monitor in the room, were already asleep. Lan Anran did not go directly to the presidential suite for safety reasons, but jumped into the balcony of the next room.

She took out a miniature camera and placed it on the balcony of the next room through a telescopic rod, and then transmitted it to the computer in real time through the camera.

But after turning around, nothing was found. Is the information wrong?

Lan Anran directed the miniature camera to circle in the presidential suite again.

At this moment, Mo Jinrong noticed something strange. He was surprised to find that Lan Anran did not appear in the surveillance video.

"Where is Lan Anran?"

He exclaimed.

At this moment, Rong Ze and Mo San rubbed their eyes.

"what?"

Mo Jinrong seemed to feel someone outside and made a silent motion.

Lan Anran was just about to see a figure, the camera flickered, and the screen suddenly went black.

"what happened?"

No good, it was found!

Lan Anran was agile, walked the stairs to avoid surveillance, and quickly fled the room.

Mo Jinrong next door guessed that someone was watching him, and immediately ordered.

"Find it for me! Look for every room on this floor!"

"Is she here?"

Rong Ze asked in a daze.

Mo Jinrong glanced at Rong Ze and said coldly.

"Everyone ran away! I didn't want you to come to sleep."

"I'm looking for monitoring records!"

Rong Ze thought immediately.

"No, since she can come, it means she is ready, and there is no surveillance."

Mo Jinrong said.

At this time, people outside walked in and said.

"Boss, I have looked for the room, and there is no trace left."

"Go, go to the stairs!"

Mo Jinrong suddenly reacted and rushed out with a group of people to the stairs, and quickly descended down the stairs.

Lan Anran suddenly heard a sound from above, presumably he was chasing to the sky.

She stepped directly on the handrail of the stairs, and a set of actions were drawn down.

Lan Anran reached the second floor faster than Mo Jinrong, she quickly got into the room, put on her original clothes, and watched Mo Jinrong chase to the first floor. Then she came down from the second floor generously. .

"Grandma, I'm back."

Lan Anran said, holding Mrs. Mo's hand intimately.

At this time, Mo Jinrong chased right up to the first floor, panting from exhaustion.

"Jinrong! You brat, where did you come from? Grandma's birthday is not as important as your job!"

Old Mrs. Mo said with some surprise.

"Grandma, am I here?"

Mo Jinrong said breathlessly.

"Jinrong, where did you come from?"

Lan Anran asked curiously, could it be that Mo Jinrong was the one who chased him just now?

She wiped Mo Jinrong's sweat and asked.

"This is not about giving grandma a birthday, I came here as soon as I finished my work."

Mo Jinrong continued.

Looking at Lan Anran's calm expression, she didn't seem to run away in embarrassment at all. Isn't it really her?

"Smelly boy, grandma thought she wouldn't see you today. Grandma left you a cake for you to try."

Old Mrs. Mo brought a piece of cake to Mo Jinrong and smiled.

"Thank you grandma."

Mo Jinrong took the cake and ate it.

"An Ran, you just had a good rest. If you feel uncomfortable, grandma will send someone to take you back."

Old Mrs. Mo said with concern.

"Well, my okay grandma."

Lan Anran looked at Mo Jinrong again as he spoke.

She was not in the banquet hall just now but went to rest. No wonder she couldn't find her. Now she is very suspicious.

Mo Jinrong thought while eating.

At this time, the music in the center of the stage sounded, and some people began to dance.

Old lady Mo looked at her grandson and grandson-in-law shrewdly and smiled.

"You guys go for a while, young man, I am old, I am happy to see you."

Mo Jinrong originally didn't want to be close to Lan Anran, for fear that he would be ill again and again from time to time.

Lan Anran stretched out his hand and took Mo Jinrong to the center of the stage. She knew that she would not get sick in Mo Jinrong.

A spotlight hit the two of them, the music on the stage sounded, and the two started to jump up while holding hands.

Everyone on the stage stopped and withdrew to the side, quietly watching the two dancing in the center of the stage.

Lan Anran looked extraordinarily beautiful under the light, her snow-white skin, with every gesture and gesture full of Mo Jinrong's exquisite features, the two looked a perfect match.

"Don't be happy too early, it's just acting."

Mo Jinrong pressed against Lan Anran's ear and said softly.

"Of course I know, who do you think wants to dance with you?"

Lan Anran said disdainfully.