Chapter 137

"Yes! You were fired..."

Xu Changhe said half of it.

"Jin Rong, what are you talking about? I... I'm fired? I'm your cousin. How can you help a woman? No matter how much you like women, you can't..."

Xu Changhe said unconvinced.

"I've never admitted it. Who gave you the right to make arbitrary rules in my company? Now get out!"

Mo San pointed to the door and said.

"It's all Mexican family. How can you turn your elbow out? I'll tell the old lady to go!"

Xu Changhe threatened.

"Just go, you can go to the finance department to get paid and leave!"

Mo San said angrily. He had heard that Xu Pei had arranged relatives to come. He thought he was a security guard and didn't care. Today, he was so brave that he dared to flirt with the boss's wife?

"I don't agree! Why? What benefits does this man give you? I'm your cousin, and you don't help me?"

Xu Changhe sat directly on the ground crying.

"The person you flirt with is the young grandmother of the Mohist school!"

Mo Jinrong didn't know why she was so angry.

"What? Little... Little grandma?"

Xu Changhe was stunned. He had never heard that Mo Jinrong was married. Such an ugly man found such a beautiful young grandmother?

"So it's from my cousin?"

LAN Enron said in surprise.

Xu Changhe quickly got up and said with an embarrassed face.

"I was blind. I'm really sorry. I didn't know it was Jin Rong's daughter-in-law. I was rude just now."

"It's a little rude. You can't do this in the next company, from your cousin!"

LAN Enron smiled.

"Jin Rong's daughter-in-law, your adult has a lot of, so forgive me. I'm old and my eyes are dim..."

Xu Changhe begged.

"Somebody, take him to get his salary and get out!"

Mo San said and turned upstairs.

LAN Enron smiled and followed up, and everyone was stunned.

Mo always has a wife?

Top floor office, Mo San closes the door.

Mo Jinrong and LAN Enron sat on the sofa. Mo Jinrong just wanted to talk and looked at Mo San.

Mo San consciously pushed out to close the door and stood at the door waiting for the call.

"Why are you here?"

Mo Jinrong asked.

"Of course, it's to help you clear the obstacles of Mohs group."

LAN Enron smiled.

"It's just a small minion. I won't thank you. What are you doing here?"

Mo Jinrong continued to ask.

"Do you think my new dress looks good?"

LAN Enron stood up, turned around in front of Mo Jinrong and stretched out his hand to show.

Mo Jinrong was about to speak. Suddenly, LAN Enron's heel was crooked and his center of gravity was unstable. The whole person directly lay in Mo Jinrong's arms with four eyes opposite. LAN Enron's waist was tightly held by Mo Jinrong.

"Do you think it looks good?"

LAN Enron said deliberately.

Mo Jinrong was stunned and didn't answer.

"Don't talk is good-looking?"

LAN Enron smiled and took the opportunity to kiss Mo Jinrong.

"You... What are you doing?"

Mo Jin Rong pushed away and LAN Enron said.

Suddenly!

His chest was tight, and the heart piercing pain made Mo Jin kneel on one knee, cover his chest, and his lips were purple.

LAN Enron sees that Mo Jinrong is ill again. It seems that the last efficacy has failed, and new drugs are needed to curb his condition.

"Jin Rong, what's the matter with you?"

LAN Enron looked at Mo Jinrong's pain and began to blame herself. She quickly took out her hanging hammer, dug a small spoon of condensed incense and put it in Mo Jinrong's people, and gave him a pulse.

Mo Jinrong's condition seems much better than before, but it is still very dangerous.

The gray pill in his pocket was gone. LAN Enron sent a gray pill into Mo Jinrong's mouth. He calmed down this time.

Before losing consciousness, as like as two peas, Mo Jinrong's eyes were blurry. He was almost unconscious of his eyes.

"Have a good sleep."

LAN Enron comforted Mo Jinrong and walked around the office. He looked through the documents on his desk and didn't find any valuable clues. Today, she mainly wanted to see if Mo Jinrong was Xiang Tian and where his LAN grass channel was.

Unfortunately, nothing!

Suddenly, as soon as she turned around, she found a safe in the corner, but the safe was locked with a password. LAN Enron tried several times and didn't try right, so she had to give up.

Looking at Mo Jinrong on the ground, LAN Enron called Mo San in. In order not to arouse the doubt of the company, he went directly to the hospital through a special channel.

In the hospital.

Mo Jinrong was transfused, and LAN Enron stood by, blaming himself.

"Miss LAN, the young master's illness is good and bad. You'd better keep a distance from the young master. I know you like the young master. The young master is also rare, but his body can't carry it!"

Mo San said helplessly.

I thought it was all right, but I still had no luck.

LAN Enron nodded, some ashamed and some remorse.

At this time, Mo Jinrong slowly woke up. He struggled to sit up. There was a faint smell at the tip of his nose. He remembered that he had it last time.

"What medicine did you give me?"

Mo Jinrong asked directly.

"Ah? No, I didn't give you medicine."

LAN Enron didn't admit it.

"Every time I get sick, it's because of you. Every time you scold me before I faint, I clearly remember what you did to me."

Mo Jinrong stared at LAN Enron impolitely.