President Wife is Pretty and Cool

"Boss! Let her run away today, I'm afraid it won't be easy to catch in the future."

Ma Tsai reminded me cautiously.

Mo Shengli glanced at him impatiently, and then said coldly.

"You need to talk about this? Keep an eye on Mo San. Today, he can make an appointment with Lan Anran. Maybe the two have discussed something important, and his every move will be reported to me."

Ma Zi nodded and went out.

Back to the villa.

Lan Anran told Mo Jinrong what happened today.

Mo Jinrong was doing exercises hard, and when he heard the news, he stopped immediately.

"What are you talking about? Grandma..."

Mo Jinrong's mood fluctuated again, he was afraid that his grandma would hurt his body because of his affairs.

"Don't get excited, grandma is fine now. Mo Shengli wants to see you like this. You can't be fooled. I will find time to help you see grandma. Your main task now is to take good care of your health. I won’t see my grandmother until I get well soon."

Lan Anran comforted.

"Damn it! You weren't caught by him, did you?"

Mo Jinrong clenched his fists, a bit resentful.

"I was not caught by him, but maybe Mo San will not come again recently, he may be targeted by Mo Shengli."

Lan Anran faintly had some concerns.

After all, all the assets of the Mo Group are on that account. If Mo San had a slight omission, they might not have a chance.

"I want to recover and practice more quickly."

Mo Jinrong stood on the treadmill after talking.

"Jin Rong, you have been doing this for five hours today. If you practice again, you will over-exercise. You can't do this."

Lan Anran pulled him to remind.

She knew that Mo Jinrong wanted to recover her health as soon as possible and go out to teach Mo Shengli.

But he has been exercising for five hours today, and it would be counterproductive if he continued to practice.

"Don't worry about me, I want to practice, I will definitely make my legs get better soon."

Regardless of her objections, Mo Jinrong insisted on getting on the treadmill, but before taking two steps, her legs became weak and she fell off the treadmill.

"Don't run away! The thin man will help him to the bed to rest."

Lan Anran ordered the thin man on the side to help him up.

Mo Jinrong was angry and anxious at this time. His grandmother is now critically ill and the company is facing bankruptcy. However, he lives leisurely and leisurely in bed every day, really unwilling.

"Jin Rong, I know you want to get better as soon as possible, like we have to do it step by step, but haste is not enough."

Lan Anran persuaded.

Mo Jinrong calmed down, he was thinking about how to deal with Mo Shengli.

"Don't worry, I have asked Mo San to take the money to negotiate with Mo Shengli. I believe there will be results soon."

Lan Anran soothed.

"An Ran, thank you!"

Mo Jinrong said sadly.

"Thank you? Isn't yours mine? To put it bluntly, I also fight for myself."

Lan Anran smiled.

...

After the last haunted incident, Lan Yaxin never returned to that house.

She now lives in an apartment that Tan Shilin rented to her.

She has closed her eyes now, and all are scenes of Lan Anran asking her for her life.

"You said you've been so long, why haven't your stomach reacted at all?"

Tan Shilin looked anxious.

Lan Yaxin was packing her things aside, and she was a little dissatisfied when she heard what he said.

"Grow melons to get melons, grow beans to get beans, maybe you can't, you only come to me a few times a week, and you still want children."

Her words are sour and sour.

Tan Shilin thinks about it, too. Recently the old man has been busy showing him an object, and he has also taken the trouble to deal with it. Where can I come here?

"I heard that the Mo family is not very peaceful recently. The old lady has been sent to the hospital. Are you thinking about how to divide up their market?"

Lan Ya asked casually, Tan Shilin looked up and smiled.

"Unexpectedly, you still care about this kind of thing, that's right! Recently, the Mo family is not very peaceful, and the business has plummeted. Mo Shengli is planning to sell the company, and has no intention to manage the market. Their market has been almost robbed by us. NS.

The days of the Mohist school covering the sky with one hand have passed, and now is our time. "

Tan Shilin grabbed Lan Ya's heart in his arms.

"I advise you to leave it alone in this kind of business. Your only task is to hurry up and give me a baby."

Lan Yaxin wasn't particularly concerned about this kind of thing, but even though Lan Anran was dead, Mo Jinrong was gone, she still wanted to watch the Mo Family collapse with her own eyes, so she could live with peace of mind.

"I heard that there is a designer from the Mo family who is particularly famous. The clothes she designs are limited editions. I want it too. Can you win him over to design a dress for me?"

Lan Yaxin had been thinking about Qiucha's works a long time ago, but she has been out of money. Now the Mo Family is about to close down, presumably she is also a smart person. She should be grateful if someone is willing to take her in.

Tan Shilin thought for a while, and almost forgot about it.

That autumn tea is a sought-after designer. If anyone can get her, wouldn't the business be even more powerful?

"Isn't it just a piece of clothing? The Mo family is now closed. As long as I go and talk to him, she will definitely come and serve you diligently. You will have as many clothes as you want."

Tan Shilin smiled.

He kissed Lan Yaxin a little bit.

The two fell on the sofa like this.

Afterwards, Tan Shilin went to inquire about where Qiucha lived.

In the villa, Qiucha just woke up with a splitting headache.

She held her head and looked around. The room that was originally dirty and messy was now too clean.

She wandered out of bed and saw it as soon as she went downstairs. The downstairs was empty. She thought that the house had been robbed, so she picked it up and held it in her hand, and went downstairs cautiously.

suddenly.

There seems to be movement in the bathroom.

She tiptoed to the bathroom, and she walked to the door, just about to hit it down.

Zhao Han walked out of the bathroom wearing an apron and gloves.

"You are awake!"

With a look of sunshine on Zhao Han's face, Qiu Cha hurriedly put away the things in his hands, and asked in shock.

"Why did you come in? How did you come in?"

Qiucha dropped the broom in her hand and looked at the door. The lock had been broken and everything in the house became as clean as ever.

There were also some bags of garbage piled up by the door.

"I really don't know how you survived. You wear bright clothes every day, but you live in the trash. Thank me."

Zhao Han smiled.

Sitting on the sofa, Qiucha seemed to feel that there was something missing around him.

She habitually stretched out her hand, but she didn't grasp anything.

"Why are An Ran's photos gone?"

Qiu Cha's eyes were full of doubts, and it was suspected that Zhao Han had thrown away all his and her photos.

"I put away her picture, I'm afraid you look sad, you have been very depressed these days, so I came here to see you, but you can rest assured, I will find someone to redecorate the door lock."

Zhao Han took off his gloves and apron and put them aside.

Qiucha's complexion seemed a little unhappy.