Chapter 69

Xu Pei thought of this and turned to look at him.

"Mo Changwen, your brain has finally come to light. That's it. None of your men don't cheat. I don't believe that Mo Jinrong is a gentleman?"

Xu Pei is in a good mood when he thinks of this. Recently, the entertainment company under the Mohist group wants to recruit new people. It's not difficult to choose some white and beautiful 18th tier stars to send them. Anyway, he has to let Mo Jin pass his purpose every time. This time, it's right.

"That's right. I heard that Lan Enron is an evil star. Maybe they will kill her soon after they kill each other."

Mo Changwen said that Xu peishu couldn't do it with a little force on his hands.

He doesn't have this idea. If this plan doesn't succeed, maybe LAN Enron's life will be taken away by God.

"Mo Changwen, you can be careful. Although the inheritance of the Mohist group is important, your life is also very important."

Xu Pei reminds Mo Changwen that she doesn't care what Mo Changwen does these years. Even if she knows, she pretends not to know, but if it involves life, she can't ignore it.

"Know my wife, or does my wife care about me."

Mo Changwen smiled and continued to massage. His hands kept falling, and Xu Pei gradually fell.

"Come on, wife!"

He picked up Xu Peixiang on the sofa and went upstairs.

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The two of the Mohists felt that the floor was too hard. Mo Jin had a low back pain after sleeping all night. As soon as he got up, he saw the blue Enron sleeping in the bed.

I can't imagine a girl who looks gentle on the surface. Her sleeping appearance is a little bad.

Mo Jinrong squinted and walked out of the door.

Mrs. Mo has prepared a big breakfast downstairs.

"Grandson, how was it last night?"

The old lady asked with a smile.

Mo Jinrong tied the last button on her wrist, pushed the gold wire frame on her eyes and whispered.

"Very good."

"You child, why don't you wake up safely? This breakfast is going to be cold."

Old Mrs. Mo scolded.

LAN Enron upstairs was awakened by the sunshine in the morning. She rubbed her eyes, got up vaguely, washed and hurried downstairs.

There are many nannies standing in a row downstairs waiting for LAN Enron.

LAN Enron didn't panic when she saw such a scene, because she lived like this every day in her previous life, but those nannies respected her like ghosts and gods and dared not exceed half a minute.

As soon as she sat down, Mo Jinrong got up and said coldly.

"I'm ready. I'll go to the company!"

Mrs. Mo didn't make much fuss when she looked at her grandson, but she was dissatisfied with her attitude towards her granddaughter-in-law.

"You child, Enron has just got up. Why do you have to wait for her to finish eating and leave."

She scolded.

Mo Jinrong didn't speak and sat down again. He remembered the kiss last night. It was really embarrassing.

"It's all right, grandma. Jin Rong is very busy. I'll go back by myself later."

LAN Enron said wisely.

"What a sensible child. Enron, I don't know what you like to eat. There are both Chinese and Western food here. See what you like and eat more."

Old Mrs. Mo said with a smile.

"Thank you, grandma."

LAN Enron ate silently.

After dinner, Mrs. Mo asked her to come often. LAN Enron nodded and left.

"Master Mo, master Mo Guan's home decoration looks more like you."

LAN Enron sat in the car and smiled.

Mo San didn't speak. He was a young master originally. He didn't pretend.

He thought discontentedly.

"Miss LAN, we're going to the company. You'd better get off here."

Mo Jinrong said.

"All right."

LAN Enron looked out of the window. In front of him was the hospital. He just went to see his mother.

She got out of the car and watched Mo Jinrong's car go away. She also turned to the hospital.

Mo San asked.

"Young master, did you and miss LAN have nothing to do yesterday?"

He vaguely remembers that they were in the toilet yesterday. It is said that the young master was not so uncontrollable, but he was surprised yesterday.

"Do you wish we had something?"

Mo Jinrong asked without lifting her eyelids.

"Nothing. I think the old lady likes Miss LAN very much."

Mo San asked.

"Do your own thing and let the people you arrange have you arranged?"

Mo Jinrong asked.

"Arranged, just now miss LAN got off and someone followed. This is our eye liner. The blue family can't run out of the palm of our hand."

Mo San said confidently.

"Go, go to the company."

Mo Jinrong whispered.

Along the way, LAN Enron always felt something wrong. It seemed that some eyes were staring at her. She turned her head and didn't have anything. She hasn't had this strange feeling for a long time.

She took out her cell phone and called the fat man.

"Hey, fat man, look if anyone is following me. I'm around the hospital."

When the fat man received the call, he began to observe LAN Enron's surroundings and found that someone was staring at her.

"Some bosses, but these people don't seem to hurt. They don't seem to want to start a war."

The fat man observed.

"I don't like these people staring at me and trying to get rid of them."

LAN Enron hates this kind of tracking behavior, and her privacy should be kept confidential.

"I'm afraid not. There are a lot of these people. If you make a big move, it will certainly arouse suspicion."

The fat man is a little embarrassed.

"Then you step back. As long as I move normally, they should withdraw in a few days. Try to find out who they serve."

LAN Enron whispered to the phone, then hung up the phone and walked into the hospital.