President Wife is Pretty and Cool

He and Li Yueru sang and acted together, which stunned Zhao Xiumei and Lan Tingyi.

Before, he had good anger with his wife and son. In order to protect his daughter, he decided to cooperate with Mo Jinrong in a scene and caught the bad guys.

"Ting Yun, I know you feel sorry for An Ran to be buried without a corpse, but this is nowhere to be found. These days, maybe the wealthy wolf will be taken away. You are killed. An Ran can't come back. We We must continue to live and finish, and we must continue this day. Someone will continue to open the hospital."

Zhao Xiumei hinted at the problems of Lan Tingyun Hospital.

"Mom, An Ran can't find it in one day. I don't have the heart to open a hospital. Besides, when it comes to hospitals, I advise you to surrender to your eldest brother, lest there will be more sentences."

Lan Tingyun reminded.

"You fart! I won't go, I can't go to jail!"

Lan Tingyi was very excited when he mentioned it.

"Lan Tingyun, you are still not a descendant of the Lan family. Why do you expect your elder brother to go to jail? He goes to jail, isn't there a light on your face?"

Zhao Xiumei angrily picked up her hand and hit Lan Tingyun cursed.

"I don't care, you don't care about the memorial service of An Ran. I have to do it. Is it possible that I have to wait for ten or eight years to enter the soil with my old lady?"

Li Yueru was very excited when she heard it, and she slumped and cried.

"My daughter is not dead, can't do it! My daughter!"

Zhao Xiumei ignored these and walked away.

Lan Tingyun was also very heartbroken. Seeing her mother so enthusiastic about her granddaughter's marriage, she didn't know where the granddaughter's bones were, as if she was anxious to kick her out of Lan's house.

"Mom, your acting skills are great, if you make your debut, there is nothing wrong with me."

Lan Yanran praised her with a thumbs up.

"That's not as good as you taught, but this old lady is so keen to hold a memorial service for An Ran, maybe it is not pure, right?"

Li Yueru thought.

I didn't see how nice the old lady was to Lan Anran before, but now she's diligent, and if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

"Follow her, wait until my sister comes back and slap them in the face!"

Lan Yanran said angrily.

At night, Lan Tingyi's home is lively.

Zhao Xiumei was busy thinking about the remarks at the memorial service. There will be a large number of reporters at that time. She even thinks about how to answer, but when people are old, they can't remember and can only write on a small note just in case.

Lan Tingyi and Xu Yanshan were busy contacting the venue and guests, and they were thinking about receiving gifts.

"Husband, do you think how much gift money is appropriate this time?"

Xu Yanshan wanted to ask.

Both the wedding and the wedding are given, and there should be more for this funeral, but they are too embarrassed to accept too much.

"It doesn't matter if you give it as much as you want, but this time the media was contacted by Mo Changwen. It shouldn't be necessary for us to spend money. As for the venue, renting for one day will do, it's too much waste."

Lan Tingyi mainly wanted to save money. As for the wreaths, tea and the like, he didn't count it.

"Oh! Forgot one thing, Mo Changwen told us that Lan Anran was to be buried in the grave of the Mo family."

Xu Yanshan thought about the money and forgot about it.

"Forget it, people died a handful of ashes, and they didn't even care about a handful of ashes. This matter was waiting for the funeral to tell them that they would not disagree, marrying their daughter and pouring out the water."

Xu Yanshan nodded, she continued to think about the funeral.

Lan Yaxin was very happy on the sidelines. She was a profitable fisherman. She immediately became a rich second generation. She was the first in learning and returned to school. Such happy events fell on her one by one. It seems God stood by myself.

Lan Anran, what do you compare with me?

...

On the second day, the news of Lan Anran's death was widely reported on the Internet. Generally speaking, it was not very popular, but because she was Mo Jinrong's wife, it was really popular on the Internet.

Many people gave Mo Jinrong the nickname Mo Bu Rong's wife, and others said that Mo Jinrong's fate was too hard and he was destined to be alone for a lifetime.

But these Mo Jinrong didn't care very much. Old lady Mo was very anxious. I don't know who said this matter. It was just a rumor before, but now it is true. Who would dare to marry Mo Jinrong in the future?

She quickly called Mo Jinrong to seek the truth.

"Jinrong, is it true that An Ran passed away on the Internet?"

Old lady Mo choked.

"Grandma, I didn't tell you about this, I'm afraid you will be sad."

Mo Jinrong felt that it was better not to tell the old lady, so as not to be overjoyed and sad, her heart was already bad, and it would be even worse if she continued.

"Smelly boy! How could this happen? Why are both you and An Ran's life so bitter? What a good girl An Ran is, how come it's gone."

Old lady Mo cried.

"Grandma, the Lan family will hold a memorial service in a few days, and the Mo family will also participate."

Mo Jinrong said in a low voice.

"Naughty! An Ran's body was not found, so the memorial service came. Isn't this looking forward to An Ran's death? Anyway, I don't think it died, I won't go to the memorial service!"

Old Mrs. Mo thought this was ridiculous!

Anyway, she felt that Lan Anran was not dead, and she didn't want to attend the memorial service.

"Grandma, you must go and I will go too."

Mo Jinrong asked.