President Wife is Pretty and Cool

Her father had told her about this a long time ago, and she wanted the two to have a taste of being deceived.

"I hope you don't lie to me. If I find that you lie to me, I will die with you."

Lan Yaxin warned.

She cooperates with people she doesn't know. She knows that the risks are high, making her desperate to win and can only gamble.

"Don't you know then? Two days later, Xiangyun Hotel Box 301, whether you are a waiter or whatever you want, you will be at your disposal anyway."

Qin Xue smiled and stood up and left.

Lan Yaxin vaguely felt that the opportunity was coming. She couldn't officially meet with Mo Jinrong. She had to find a way to avoid Mo Jinrong's sight.

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Mohist.

Mo San has already sent people to wait outside of Mrs. Mo's house, all-round monitoring at 360 degrees.

There was a big banquet in the villa. Despite being warned that Mo Shengli was dangerous, Mrs. Mo still put on a table of rich meals, all of which Mo Shengli liked to eat when he was young.

She looked at the dishes in front of her, feeling a little bit sad. There were some things in it that she hadn't eaten since Mo Shengli left.

The banquet was placed in front of the theater. In order for Mo to win, she deliberately lowered the stage to a level higher than the dining table.

"Old lady and young master are here."

Wu Ma said respectfully.

"Did An Ran come over?"

Mrs. Mo cared.

"My grandmother hasn't seen it yet. I guess it will take a while. After all, her father is still in the hospital."

Wu Ma said, and the old lady nodded.

"Mother Wu, what drama do you want to give Victory? For so many years, I don't know if he loves to listen to dramas."

As soon as Mrs. Mo finished speaking, Mo Jinrong walked over.

"Grandma! Why hasn't Uncle come here yet?"

It was already afternoon for Mo Jinrong here, but he hadn't seen Mo Shengli yet.

"I don't know, he didn't call me either. Isn't he not coming?"

Old Lady Mo asked nervously, and she held Mo Jinrong's hand tightly.

At this moment, the little nanny walked in anxiously and said.

"Old lady and young master, there is a strange person outside, wearing a hat and a black dress standing at the door. He watched for a long time and did not come in."

Mrs. Mo had already thought in her heart that it would not be Mo Shengli?

"Hurry up and invite him in!"

She said with some excitement.

"Mom! I'm already here."

There was a voice behind the crowd, Mrs. Mo's pupils dilated, and she stared at the crowd a little bewildered.

The crowd gradually dispersed and walked out. A man in black clothes and a hat, with his head bowed on crutches, came limping over.

Mrs. Mo suddenly felt a flower in front of her, as if she couldn't see the figure.

"you are?"

"Mom, don't you remember me? It's been more than ten years since you disappeared. You've become so old."

The man gradually approached Mrs. Mo, slowly raised his head, his deep eyes fixed on her, but these eyes and faces were full of stories, full of vicissitudes of life.

A rectangular face with thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and some wrinkles on his skin are all traces of his life over the years.

Mrs. Mo's eyes gradually blurred. She stretched out her old, wrinkled hand to touch Mo Shengli's face. Even though she hadn't seen her in these years, she recognized the child at a glance.

"Where have you been all these years? Why don't you come back?"

Old lady Mo choked.

She looked up and down Mo Shengli, he seemed to become more composed and calm, his lame legs attracted her attention.

"What's the matter with your leg?"

Mrs. Mo asked with concern, looking at this leg, it seemed that the injury was not light, and then looking at the crutch next to it, it turned out to be made of golden nanmu with an olecranon carved on it.

"It's all in the past."

Mo Shengli had brought it all over, and he obviously didn't want to mention what happened back then.

He turned to look at Mo Jinrong, his eyes were a little hard to understand.

"You're all this old?"

He patted his shoulder symbolically, seeming not to have much emotion.

When Mo Jinrong saw this uncle standing in front of him, he couldn't believe it. The memories of the past were extinguished in an instant and flooded into his mind.

He was somewhat suspicious of the uncle's feelings.

"Hurry up and sit down and talk, you see, these are all your favorite dishes. For so many years, I have always remembered where you went? Why didn't you come back? We all thought you had passed away, tombstone for so many years. It's all set up for you."

Old Mrs. Mo couldn't wait to take his hand and sit at the dinner table with a smile.

Mo Shengli smiled, and said instead without saying much.

"It's been so many years, you still remember, it's really hard for you."

He smiled and looked at Mo Jinrong and said.

"I heard that Jinrong married a daughter-in-law, why didn't I see him today?"

Mo Jinrong immediately became vigilant.

He clearly knew that he called Lan Anran and stole the documents, and pretended not to know.

"Dad An Ran is sick, and he will be with his dad in the hospital. He may have to come a little later."

Mo Jinrong said coldly.

"Uncle! Can you tell me where have you been for so many years? Why are you only coming back now?"

Mo Shengli was silent for a while and smiled.

"This is all in the past. The storm feathers that year changed my life. After I was blown off the boat, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that when I woke up, I miraculously drifted there. On an island, I didn't even die.

But my leg hit the reef at some point, and the sharp reef cut the tendon in my leg, so you see my leg is like this now.

Back then, there was no communication equipment on the island, not even electricity. It was a fishing village. The villagers there rescued me. I lived on the island for a few years and even went fishing with them until it was navigable. Before going to land.

To be honest, I had amnesia at that time and I didn’t remember who I was and where I was. Later, I met a foreigner who asked me to go abroad with him. I spent many years abroad until a few months. Earlier, I had a car accident. In that car accident, I instantly remembered everything about me. Then I came back to look for you. I didn't expect Jinrong to become an older child. "

Mo Shengli smiled.

Speaking of the past, it seems like a breeze.

Mo Jinrong found a few flaws in it. Just as he wanted to ask a question, Mrs. Mo began to cry again.

"Victory, over the years, I always thought you were dead, but you didn't get it back then. You can get your body out and you'll be fine when you come back. Taste the taste first or not?"

Mrs. Mo picked up a piece of beef and put it in front of Mo Shengli.

Mo Shengli looked at it and smiled without moving his chopsticks.

"Mom! I ate and vomited fish during the years on the island, and now I feel sick when I see the fish. The beef looks good, but my taste has changed over the years. The storm left me with some sequelae. Eat these beef and mutton."

Mrs. Mo was a little disappointed, and then smiled again.