Chapter 125
Words:678Update:22/06/28 05:06:13
"Of course, why else would you give me that present?"
Mo Jinyong continued to say softly, but he did not stop walking.
Lan Enron's face turned red when she thought of that, but it was hard to see under the light. She said hesitantly.
"I said it was a misunderstanding …"
"So today was also a misunderstanding?"
Mo Jinyong really wanted to ask if Lan Enron was Q or not.
"What?"
Lan Enron asked in confusion.
"Do you have another identity today?"
Mo Jinyong continued to ask.
Lan Enron was stunned and almost stepped on Mo Jinyong's foot.
"Of course I do!"
Lan Enron opened her red lips and said, revealing eight perfect teeth.
"What?"
Mo Jinyong pointed at Lan Enron and asked while twirling his hand.
"Today, I am Mo Jinyong's wife!"
Lan Enron returned to Mo Jinyong's arms and let go.
Mo Jinyong did not show any expression on his face, but the moment he turned around, he smiled.
In the end, Mo Jinyong hugged Lan Enron's waist and bowed slightly. The dance ended.
The entire birthday banquet was filled with thunderous applause. They had never seen such a handsome man and beautiful woman dance before, so they were all very excited.
The banquet went on for more than an hour. Lan Enron and Mo Jinyong were about to go home, and the two of them walked to the door.
"Enron, you can stay here. You and Jin Rong are already married, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about."
Old Lady Mo dissuaded her.
"Grandma, I have to go back to the company soon. Let Enron go back."
Mo Jinyong also did not want Lan Enron to stay in the Mo family.
Old Lady Mo was a little worried. When would she be able to hold her grandson like this?
"You little brat! Nothing is more important than your job. Enron, you should go back. I can't even keep my grandson. "
She sighed and said.
Lan Enron smiled and said goodbye to Old Lady Mo and got into the car.
Seeing the car drive away, Lan Enron was relieved. She took off her high heels and felt very comfortable.
What she didn't notice was that there was a black Buick sedan following behind her car, quietly tailing her.
Lan Enron was sending a message.
"Fatso, the camera only captured a pair of black leather shoes. Try to help me check how many people buy this brand."
Lan Anran sent the photo he had just captured to the fatty and said.
"Okay.
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