President Wife is Pretty and Cool

"Uncle, I haven't seen you so caring about your divorce. Is An Ran's death related to you?"

Mo Jinrong's eyes suddenly became sharp, and Rong Ze's hair was straight.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I said that I don't know. I only found out when I watched the news. The Lan family has already admitted and said that there will be a memorial service."

Mo Changwen continued to hide his face and cry, his eyes still staring at Mo Jinrong secretly.

"Memorial service?"

Mo Jinrong was taken aback for a moment, and murmured.

"Yeah, I thought for a while. An Ran is the Mo family’s wife who should be buried with the Mo family. So I think we should also participate in this memorial service. Jinrong, how come your life is so bitter? Up?"

Mo Changwen burst into tears with his nose.

"Then you don't have to be gifted by uncle?"

Mo Jinrong said calmly.

"Jinrong, don't you think I did the first few? How can you doubt me?"

Mo Changwen was a little nervous, so he clarified the relationship and continued crying.

"I didn't say that it was Uncle who did it. Uncle don't want to match the seats. I will go to An Ran's funeral. It's just that I don't want to make a lot of publicity and humiliate the reputation of the Mo family."

"That's natural. I'll tell the Lan family to discuss An Ran's funeral with them. I don't know if they agree that An Ran will be buried in the Mo family's cemetery."

Mo Changwen quickly wiped away his tears and turned around.

"Your uncle is really interesting. You are so concerned about Lan Anran's affairs. Are you really not announcing it?"

Rong Ze questioned.

"Someone will help me announce that my uncle likes to do things that he won't let him do."

Mo Jinrong showed a long-lost smile.

Rong Ze observed Mo Jinrong, his face was exquisite, his clothes were clean and tidy, and there was a faint smell of tobacco on his body. How could this be like a man whose wife had just passed away?

It's a pity that Mo Changwen was a blind man just now, and he didn't even notice Mo Jinrong's change.

"Master Mo, it seems that you have some secrets that you don't want me to know, no matter what, I will wait for good news!"

Rong Ze smiled. He and Mo Jinrong have been together for these years. He doesn't believe that this guy doesn't care about Lan Anran at all. Most of it is love in his heart.

...

Lan Yaxin has already publicized the news of Lan Anran's death in school, and is planning to invite her classmates to mourn Lan Anran. Many people signed up to participate in order to determine whether the death of Lan Anran Stone Buddha was indeed Lan Yanran's gimmick.

The blue house.

"Anyway, An Ran is the granddaughter of my Lan family. Although she was not very good to my grandmother before she was alive, but this time she passed away, as an elder, I forgive her for doing everything she should do, and let An Ran enjoy her life. Just walk away."

Zhao Xiumei planned to hold a grand funeral ceremony. In her heart, she did it as a happy event. She wanted to tell the world that there would be no granddaughter Lan Anran in the Lan family.

"Second brother, don't be too sad, this person can't come back from death."

Xu Yanshan said with a smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Absurd! Who asked you to be interviewed? My daughter is not dead!"

Lan Tingyun was really telling the truth, but unfortunately no one believed it.

"Ting Yun! An Ran disappeared for many days. Although the police did not find a corpse, he knew the clothes Yaxin, who was wearing this when she disappeared, so you still recognize it."

Lan Ting tried to persuade him.

Although Lan Tingyun knew that her daughter was not dead, he still didn't know where the rags on the mountain came from, and why was Lan Yaxin the last person to see her in this dress?

This made him very suspicious.

"Uncle, I was the last one to meet my sister. My sister was wearing a pale pink coat and a long-sleeved shirt. Why did it become such a rag? It looks like the material is not my sister's style at all. ."

Lan Yanran questioned.

"I really saw it, Yan Ran, you remembered it wrong, I clearly remember this one."

Lan Yaxin said very positively, but a trace of guilty conscience flashed in her eyes.

"Well, what do you say about this, when did you meet my sister?"

In the face of Lan Yanran's questioning, Lan Ya couldn't say anything but said that she remembered it clearly, and couldn't remember the exact time.

"Remember the clothes, don't remember the time, this is not justified, right?"

Lan Yanran asked again.

"Sister and I went to the library together. I went there that day when I heard that you had something to do, leaving me in the library by myself."

Lan Yaxin was about to collapse when she was asked, her voice with a guilty conscience was very low.

"If you don't say you can't remember the time, why do you remember it again?"

Lan Tingyi couldn't stand it and stopped Lan Yanran.

"Little bunny! Are you a criminal? How do you say this is your cousin, you don't believe what your cousin said? Nothing to teach you!"

"Brother, this matter is no small matter, An Ran's bones are not cold, this memorial service can't be done!"

Li Yueru objected, and her daughter was still alive. It is really unlucky to hold a memorial service, and she is unwilling from the bottom of her heart.

"I've decided on this. The girl An Ran is no longer there. This memorial service must be held! It can't be dragged on!"

Zhao Xiumei said angrily.

"Mom, don't I even have the right to make a decision after my daughter's follow-up meeting?"

Lan Tingyun asked rhetorically.