"Uncle, it's really hard for me to intervene in this matter. I don't dare to play grandma's idea. You'd better discuss it with your aunt."
LAN Enron smiled.
"Enron, your grandmother loves you most. You just want to talk."
Mo Changwen continued.
"Sorry, you'd better ask your aunt about it first."
LAN Enron walked into a room and closed the door without giving Mo Changwen any chance.
"Well, you LAN Enron, wait for me. As long as you die, the old lady will accept the child!"
In Mo Changwen's eyes, he turned angrily and left.
When LAN Enron heard that there was no movement at the door, he walked to the bed with confidence. The bed was still put what she needed.
She quickly changed her long skirt and high heels, put on a simple outfit, turned over the window and ran to the high-rise.
Rong Ze and Mo San, who were staring at the monitor in the room, were already asleep. LAN Enron didn't go directly to the presidential suite for safety, but jumped into the balcony of the next room.
She took out a miniature camera, put it on the balcony of the next room through the telescopic rod, and then transmitted it to the computer in real time through the camera.
But I didn't find anything after turning around. Is there something wrong with the information?
LAN Enron directed the micro camera to circle in the presidential suite.
At this time, Mo Jinrong found something different. He was surprised to find that Lan Enron didn't appear in the surveillance video.
"Where's blue Enron?"
He exclaimed.
At this time, Rong Ze and Mo San rubbed their eyes.
"What?"
Mo Jinrong seemed to feel someone outside and made a silent action.
LAN Enron just wanted to see a figure. The camera flashed and the picture suddenly went black.
"What's going on?"
No, it's found!
LAN Enron acted quickly, took the stairs to avoid monitoring and quickly fled the room.
Mo Jinrong next door guessed that someone was watching him and immediately ordered him to say.
"Find it for me! Look for every room on this floor!"
"Is she here?"
Rong Ze asked vaguely.
Mo Jinrong glanced at Rong Ze and said coldly.
"Everyone's gone! You're not here to sleep."
"I'll look for the monitoring records!"
Rongze immediately thought of it.
"No, since she can come, it means she is ready. There is nothing in the monitoring."
Mo Jinrong said.
Then someone outside came in and said.
"Boss, I've looked for all the rooms, and there's no trace left."
"Go, go to the stairs!"
Mo Jinrong suddenly reacted and rushed out with a group of people to the stairway and quickly went down the stairway.
LAN Enron suddenly heard a voice above. He must be chasing after the sky.
She stepped directly onto the handrail of the stairs and rowed down with a set of movements.
LAN Enron reached the second floor faster than Mo Jinrong. She quickly drilled into the room, changed her original clothes, and watched Mo Jinrong catch up with the first floor. She came down from the second floor.
"Grandma, I'm back."
LAN Enron intimately took old lady Mo's hand and said.
At this time, Mo Jin Rong chased the right way to the first floor and was tired and panting.
"Jin Rong! You smelly boy, where did you come from? Grandma's birthday is not as important as your work!"
Old Mrs. Mo said with some surprise.
"Grandma, aren't I here?"
Mo Jin said out of breath.
"Jin Rong, where did you come from?"
LAN Enron asked curiously. Was it mo Jinrong who chased him just now?
She asked Mo Jin to wipe her sweat.
"This is not to celebrate grandma's birthday. I came as soon as I was busy."
Mo Jinrong continued.
Looking at LAN Enron's calm look, it doesn't look like running away in a hurry. Isn't it really her?
"Smelly boy, grandma thought she couldn't see you today. Grandma left you a cake. Try it quickly."
Old Mrs. Mo brought a cake to Mo Jin and smiled.
"Thank you, grandma."
Mo Jinrong took the cake and ate it.
"Enron, you just had a good rest. If you feel uncomfortable, grandma sent someone to take you back."
Old Mrs. Mo said with concern.
"Well, I'm fine, grandma."
LAN Enron said and looked at Mo Jinrong.
She was not in the banquet hall just now, but went to rest. No wonder she couldn't be found. Now she is very suspicious.
Mo Jinrong thought while eating.
At this time, the music in the center of the stage sounded and some people began to dance.
Old lady Mo looked shrewdly at her grandson and granddaughter-in-law and smiled,
"Go and dance for a while, young man. I'm old. I'm happy to look at you."
Mo Jinrong didn't want to be close to LAN Enron, for fear that his disease would happen again and again from time to time.
LAN Enron stretched out his hand and took Mo Jinrong to the center of the stage. She knew that Mo Jinrong wouldn't get sick with her.
A spotlight hit them, the music on the stage sounded, and they began to jump hand in hand.
Everyone on the stage stopped, withdrew to one side and quietly watched them dance in the middle of the stage.
LAN Enron looks particularly beautiful in the light. With his snow-white skin, he raises his hand and throws his foot. His temperament is full. With Mo Jinrong's exquisite facial features, they look a perfect match.
"Don't be happy too early. It's just acting."
Mo Jin Rong said softly in LAN Enron's ear.
"Of course I know. Who do you think wants to dance with you?"
LAN Enron said disdainfully.