Chapter 267 - In the Middle of the Night
President Wife is Pretty and Cool
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
His daughter was so weak, how could she endure such torment? He wanted to have a good talk with Mo Jinrong. It was irresponsible for a husband to not protect his wife.
âMom, Dad, donât worry. Momâs health has been deteriorating rapidly these past few days. Dad will make some Chinese medicine for Mom to nourish her body.â
Lan Yanran suggested.
âAs long as your sister is alright, my health will be better.â
Li Yueru relaxed and the smile on her face brightened.
â¦.
It started to drizzle in the middle of the night and two figures shuttled through the scenic area of Mingshan.
There was a small path at the back of the mountain in the scenic area of Mingshan that led to the main road.
âDad, do you think this will work?â
Lan Yaxin wore a raincoat, glancing around timidly.
âWhy not? Donât you want to be a rich second-generation heir? Be bold! When I say that this dress belongs to Lan Anran, it belongs to her! When the time comes, you can say that she was wearing this. You are her cousin, who wouldnât believe it?â
Lan Tingyi smeared the white clothes in his hand on the cliff, pretending to tear them.
âDad, letâs go! Itâs so dark that Iâm scared.â
Lan Yaxin looked around at the mountains and woods, wondering if there were any wild beasts.
âOkay, okay! Right away!â
Lan Tingyi looked around carefully and left after confirming that there was no one around.
At this moment, a black figure appeared behind them, staring at them. After Lan Tingyi left, she stepped forward to look and smiled slightly.
âA small trick!â
The next day, after the rain cleared, Lan Tingyun went to the Mo Family.
âYoung Master, Lan Tingyun is here.â
Mo San reported.
Mo Jinrong was slightly taken aback, and said lightly, âLet him in.â
âJinrong.â
Lan Tingyun came in to find Mo San with a solemn expression.
âYes?â
Mo San looked at Lan Tingyun hesitantly.
âHow did you protect Anran? She, a weak woman, is doing dangerous things. How could a man like you sleep peacefully at home?â
Lan Tingyun chided.
He eyed Mo San up and down. He was dressed so casually and had a slight smile on his face as though he didnât care about his daughterâs life at all. He must have been deceived by his actions!
âMr. Lan, thereâs something you probably donât know yet. Miss Lan⦠Miss Anran may not be dead yet.â
Mo San hesitated.
âI know, Iâm here today to discuss this matter. I heard about it yesterday. What exactly is she doing? Who was the one who harmed her? Where is my daughter now?â
Lan Tingyunâs series of questions stumped Mo Jinrong.
He comforted Lan Tingyun as he sat down.
âUncle Lan, I may not be able to answer this yet. When Anran comes back, let her explain. I donât know the details, but I need you to cooperate with us in a show.â Mo San sat down and explained slowly.
âAct? What happened?â
Lan Tingyun was getting more and more confused.
Mo San took him to the study room and they talked for more than an hour.
Lan Tingyunâs expression softened. Since someone wanted to harm his daughter, of course they couldnât go about doing as they wished.
âDonât worry, Iâll tell your mother⦠your auntie when Iâm back.â
Lan Tingyun patted Mo Sanâs shoulder.
âJinrong, your aunt and I hope Anran will lead a good life. If you have a true relationship with Anran, protect her well and call us âMomâ and âDadâ as soon as possible.â
Mo Jinrong smiled when he heard this.
Mo San smiled after Lan Tingyun left.
âYoung Master, Iâve said what you wanted me to say, but Miss Lan doesnât know about your plan yet. Will that clash with Miss Lanâs plan?â
Mo San was worried.
âNo, Lan Anranâs idea is my idea. Remember to ship the goods tonight.â
Mo Jinrong reminded him softly.
âYoung Master, may I be so bold as to ask a question? When Miss Lan was in trouble, did you display your love for her?â Mo San asked curiously.
Mo Jinrong paused, and said slowly, âPerhaps.â
Mo San was ecstatic. As expected, once his illness was cured, he would be filled with love.
âOld Mrs. Mo should be relieved. Young Master, do you still need to monitor the medicine tonight?â Mo San asked.
âIâm not going, you can go.â
âYes!â
Mo Jinrong pinched the fish food in his hand and scattered it in the pond to attract a large group of various fish.
âThe bait is big enough, you should be hooked, right?â Mo Jinrong asked softly.
âCrap! Crap!â
Rong Ze rushed in, panting.
âYou still have the mood to feed the fishes here? Your wifeâs clothes have been found and reporters have gone to interview the Lan Family. The Lan Family has admitted that it belongs to your wife. Donât you want to take a look?â
Mo Jinrong calmly attracted the school of fish and spoke slowly.
âIâm not going, itâs just a woman!â
âJust a woman? Thatâs great, Young Master Mo. It seems like you would have a seventh wife. Treat it as if I didnât say anything.â
Rong Ze was bored and turned to leave. Mo Changwen ran in sobbing, covering his face.
âJinrong, your life is tough. Weâve found Anranâs things, it seems she really is gone.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Rong Ze frowned as he looked at the man in front of him who was crying without any tears, mocking his poor acting skills..