President Wife is Pretty and Cool

Today, there have been three major incidents that have not happened in the business world in a century, and the reporters are too busy.

Qin Tian stared at Lan Anran and Mo Jinrong closely.

He felt all this like a dream.

His life, because these two people have undergone a huge change, just this summer.

"I should call you President Qin, the Mojia Group now, because the return contract between the two of us cannot be counted. If you want to go to bed with a lawsuit, talk to my lawyer."

Mo Jinrong smiled.

"What the **** is going on, President Mo, can you explain it clearly to us?"

The reporters gathered in front of Mo Jinrong and handed the microphone to his mouth, expecting a satisfying and shocking answer.

"I have to ask my uncle about the specific matter. After all, this matter was planned by him. Of course, my uncle should not be willing to talk about it. Therefore, the specific situation has to be notified by the police."

Just after Mo Jinrong finished speaking, the police siren sounded.

"You actually called the police?"

Mo Shengli was a little surprised.

As soon as he wanted to break through the reporter's siege, the police chased him up.

He has never been to jail abroad, is he going to be planted in China?

Suddenly!

The little brother on the side rushed up and shouted.

"Boss, run away! Leave me alone!"

The younger brother took a few shots in the sky.

The loud gunfire made people flee.

Mo Shengli took this opportunity to quickly disappear into the crowd.

The scene was chaotic, and Mo Jinrong guarded Lan Anran tightly, not chasing Mo to victory.

The police were squeezed out of the airport by the chaotic crowd, and Mo Shengli could not be seen at all.

The reporters also took this opportunity to quickly capture the live video.

The police took out their guns and confronted the gangsters.

Suddenly.

The little **** shot his head, and the blood splashed onto Lan Anran's white skirt on the spot.

Many people watched a gangster die in front of them, and stared at everyone with their big eyes.

The crowd, who was already panicked, seemed even more chaotic.

Upon seeing this, the police hurriedly carried the people away and evacuated the crowd by the way.

Although Lan Anran had seen many great worlds, it was the first time he saw such a terrifying scene.

She is now full of eyes with that person, with brain spilling, and the blood is flowing unstoppable, lying on the ground staring at her.

Mo Jinrong covered her eyes tightly.

But Lan Anran was still scared for a long time and didn't recover.

"An Ran, listen to me, nothing happened. What you saw just now is all fake!"

Mo Jinrong touched her cheek and told her seriously.

"Fake? It's all fake!"

Lan Anran told herself in shock.

Mo Jinrong looked at the chaotic crowd, thinking that this place was not safe, and decided to take her away.

But those annoying reporters still don't let go of every news.

"Mr. Mo, Mo Shengli is your uncle. He ran away. Do you know where he will go?"

Mo Jinrong hugged his wife and stared at the reporters furiously.

"I don't know, but I know my wife has been terribly frightened, she needs a rest, please get out of here!"

His expression looked terrifying, and several reporters were so scared that they backed away.

With everyone watching and watching, Mo Jinrong walked out of the panicked crowd and got into the car and went home with Lan Anran in his arms.

They had just arrived home, and Ma Wu, who was making soup for the old lady in the kitchen, was surprised and broke.

"Master! Are you really okay? That's great! You are back, hurry up and see the old lady."

Ma Wu was surprised and happy, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Mo Jinrong first carried Lan Anran upstairs and put it on the bed in the room.

He intimately covered her with a quilt.

Wu Ma served her with a bowl of chicken soup.

"Master, grandma, what's the matter? This is the chicken soup I boiled for the old lady. Give the young lady a drink too."

Wu Ma suddenly saw the large amount of blood on Lan Anran and Mo Jinrong's body, and she was terrified.

"What's wrong with you? Is there any injury?"

Mo Jinrong shook his head and asked.

"We are all fine, what did Mo Shengli do to grandma during our absence these few days?"

"Master, you don't know..."

Just as Wu Ma wanted to say, Liu Fang walked in with her son, and after a glance, Mo Jinrong was a little surprised.

Originally, I wanted to let my son inherit the position, thinking that Mo Shengli was no longer there. This Mo family belonged to them, but now it seems that it is far from that simple.

"Jinrong, you are really alive. It's great. I thought the old lady was hopeless. I guess she should be very happy to see you now."

Liu Fang couldn't speak, but was poked by her son to make her shut up.

"Look at my mouth, I can't speak, but now that you are back, will my son and I move out again?"

Liu Fang asked tentatively.

She thought that she had climbed up to the top, married into a wealthy family, and lived a carefree life from then on, but now it seems that all of this is a bubble.

Mo Jinrong glanced at Mo Yuze. He was a clever boy who knew how to observe words and colors and was very scheming, very similar to Mo Changwen.

"I don't have to know that my grandma has recognized your identities when you move out. If you are allowed to move out at this time, everyone will definitely say that we are ungrateful. Now that you have been known to the public, you will live under the identity of the Mo family.

However, you must be relatives of the Mo family and will give you the necessary living expenses and the appearance of the Mo family. If you can't do things that will damage the appearance of the Mo family, otherwise you will no longer belong to the Mo family. "

Liu Fang looked at his son and was overjoyed.

Even if her son is not the president and can lead a life ten times better than ordinary people, she is already very satisfied.

"Good, good, good, thank you Jinrong!"

After she finished speaking, she packed up and prepared to move.

Lan Anran on the bed was still reminiscing about what happened just now, shivering.

She has already died once, and she has never felt that death is so terrible.

"An Ran, don't be afraid, I am here"

Mo Jinrong puts his arms around Lan Anran,

Lan Anran held her hand and fell asleep deeply.

Not long after, there was a loud knock on the door outside.

Mo Jinrong let go of her hand gently, and went downstairs to see who was down below.

Qiucha rushed in as if seeing the news crazy.

She pulled Mo Jinrong and cried with excitement.

"An Ran, are you still alive? Are you still alive?"

She just saw the news on the phone. She thought she had an illusion and misunderstood it, but later he found out that it was true.

Lan Anran is really not dead.

"Autumn Cha, An Ran, she has just witnessed a suicide incident, and she is resting on it now. She was very frightened. Don't disturb her."

Mo Jinrong asked.

"I just look at her from a distance."

Qiucha's mental state is very bad, and his eyes are red and swollen. It seems that he should have been crying for many days.