President Wife is Pretty and Cool

Lan Anran was generous, and did not feel unwilling at all.

Lan Tingyun's heart was hot: "An Ran, you..."

Lan Anran said to Lan Tingyun with a look of admiration: "I believe that Dad will not harm me. Dad is our big tree and holds up a piece of sky for us."

"Okay, okay, good girl, don't worry, Dad will make you beautiful."

Lan Tingyun looked at her clear-eyed daughter distressedly, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable in her heart, and at the same time proud of having such a sensible daughter.

Xu Yanshan, who saw this scene, almost vomited blood with anger.

Today, she heard that her eldest brother had brought Lan Anran back, so she came non-stop, trying to provoke the relationship between their father and daughter.

As a result, they did not steal the chicken, which made the relationship between their father and daughter closer.

Xu Yanshan pinched the palm of her hand vigorously, but with a smile on her face, she said softly: "When I came today, I was afraid that An Ran would be ignorant and would annoy my eldest brother. Now that I see that my eldest brother’s family relationship is so good, I will not worried."

"But second aunt, why do I think you are not very happy?" Lan Anran put aside his smile and looked at Xu Yanshan coldly.

"Why, how could it be? Of course the second aunt is happy but it's too late." Xu Yanshan slapped haha ​​with an embarrassed expression, "Then I won't disturb your family reunion. If I have something to do, I will leave first."

Lan Anran looked at Xu Yanshan's back who had almost escaped, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In the last life, Xu Yanshan was close to herself on the surface, complimenting herself in various ways, and being kind to herself, but in fact she has been indulging her and teaching her lawlessness.

No matter what she did, Xu Yanshan praised her, so that she finally became blindly arrogant and defiant, and committed all kinds of irreparable mistakes.

Since there is a chance to live a lifetime again, of course she can't let these petty villains go so easily.

She must let them taste the sufferings she has endured.

However, before that...

"Dad, let's go to the hospital to see mom, I haven't seen her."

Lan Anran said cautiously.

"Ah? Yes, but you just came back, don't you want to take a break?" Lan Tingyun looked at the cute daughter in front of her with some distress.

Of course he also hoped that An Ran would visit his mother, but he was afraid that she would be overwhelmed and could not bear this kind of running back and forth, so he never mentioned it.

"It's okay dad, I'm in good health, I just want to see my mom sooner."

Lan Anran said with a smile.

"Then I will go too, I want to see my mother too." Lan Yanran suddenly stood up and said.

"Yan Ran, are your feet okay?" Lan Tingyun frowned as he looked at his feet.

"It's okay, Dad, you and Yanran will wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

Lan Anran turned and ran upstairs. When she and Yanran went to her bedroom just now, they left her small backpack there.

A few minutes later, Lan Anran ran down carrying her small bag, still holding a small white box in his hand.

She knelt down on one knee in front of Lan Yanran, carefully placed Yanran's feet on her knees, and then dug a small piece of green paste from the white box in her hand and applied it gently On Yan Ran's ankle.

"This is the ointment given to me by the people in the village. It is especially useful for treating bruises and sprains."

Lan Anran explained softly, and slowly rubbed the root of his hand around Yanran's ankle twice.

"Yan Ran, try it, and see if it hurts?"

Lan Yanran stood up suspiciously, slowly put his feet on the ground, and lightly stepped on...

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Dad, my feet don't hurt anymore, this ointment from my sister is really easy to use."

Lan Tingyun looked at Lan Anran with complicated eyes. Her daughter brought so many surprises to her today.

"Okay, let's go see mom now."

at the same time.

"Young Master, his subordinates are incompetent, and still haven't found the person named'Zero'."

The visitor lowered his head and said in a depressed manner.

"Keep looking."

The man's eyebrows were sharp and sharp, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, revealing light brown pupils with a hint of inexplicable smell.

"Yes."

The visitor didn't say much, owed a little, and resigned.

"I said Lord Rong, are you still looking for that'zero'? It's been several years? Maybe it's already gone?"

There was a grotesque voice from nearby. Looking for fame, there was a young man in his twenties standing there with a stubbornly streaked silver hair, and on the left ear, a black earring was shining.

"Impossible." The man responded in a flat tone.

"Why?" The sorrowful man asked angrily.

"Because of his eyes, they look very bright."

There is one more word, he didn't say.

For no reason, he subconsciously felt that that person was younger than him.

"Okay, you're a lord, you are right, hey, where are you going?" The handsome man looked at the man opposite and stood up, and asked involuntarily.

"hospital."

…

Mrs. Lan’s ward is in the VIP ward area on the thirteenth floor.

Lan Tingyun took her two daughters all the way up, and soon arrived at the door of Mrs. Lan's ward.

"Dad, you go first with your brother, I, I want to go to the bathroom."

Lan Anran said suddenly.

Lan Tingyun didn't think much, but responded casually: "Okay, then you go and come back quickly. We are in your mother's ward, waiting for you."

Lan Anran looked at the figure of his father and younger brother pushing the door in, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

In fact, she didn't really want to go to the bathroom, but standing at the door of her mother's ward, she suddenly felt ashamed to see her.

Such a gentle woman, but she was...

Standing in front of the makeup mirror in the bathroom, Lan Anran was in a daze.

She pursed her lips, poured some cold water on her face, feeling the slightest coolness, she slowly calmed down.

She has returned, and is no longer the **** daughter who was bewitched by others.

Mother really loves her, and she will never disappoint her mother's kindness again.

Lan Anran's eyes were firm, she quickly cleaned herself up, adjusted to the best condition, and then walked towards Madam Lan's ward gracefully and calmly.

But within two steps, I saw a man walking straight in her direction.

The man is slender and tall, with a cold outline and tough features, ebony eyebrows, cold white skin, beautiful curvature of the nose, peach eyes dyed with coldness, and thin pale red lips tightly pressed.

It's Mo Jinrong.