President Wife is Pretty and Cool

Slap

It sounded like a slap, but it was actually a clap.

“How dare you hit me!”

Mo Jinrong’s loud voice reached Mo Changwen’s ears and he hurriedly stood up to leave.

“Why wouldn’t I dare to hit you? What are you doing behind my back?”

Lan Anran continued to curse.

“Why do you care?”

Mo Jinrong’s voice was deep.

“Get out! Get out!”

Lan Anran chased the models out loudly but reminded them softly.

“Go out and don’t say a single word!”

The models walked out one after another. Mo Changwen heard the noise and came in. He seemed to be here to stop the fight, but he was actually here to watch a show.

“What’s the matter?”

Mo Changwen persuaded her.

“Uncle, Mo Jinrong is horrible! I can’t live anymore!”

Lan Anran complained.

“Marrying into the Mo Family is already beyond your reach. Get a divorce if you don’t want to!”

Mo Jinrong continued in a low voice.

“How can you get a divorce so easily? You’ve only been married for a few days, you silly child. Anran is a daughter of a wealthy family, after all. The divorce isn’t a joke, you should think this through.”

Mo Changwen persuaded him.

“I’ve thought it through! I haven’t been back for a few days and some people can’t take it anymore. I can’t live with this anymore!”

Lan Anran was furious.

“Anran, you’re just saying those words in a fit of anger. Jinrong, how could you do this? You’ve only recovered for a few days and yet, you’re already like this? What if Old Mrs. Mo finds out?” Mo Changwen said.

“It’s settled.”

Mo Jinrong sat in the chair calmly.

“Mo San! Mo San!” Mo Jinrong shouted.

Mo San hurried in.

“What’s wrong, Young Master?”

“Draw up a divorce agreement, I want a divorce!”

Mo Jinrong was resolute.

“Young Master, you…”

“Hurry!”

Mo Jinrong seemed very impatient.

Mo San turned to leave.

“Jinrong, think about it. Previously, you and Anran were so close, and it was just a small conflict. How can a married couple not quarrel? You can coax Anran. Today is just a misunderstanding, you can explain it to her.”

Mo Changwen continued to persuade them.

“Divorce!”

Mo Jinrong was firm.

Mo Changwen was overjoyed.

Because Mo Jinrong’s office was independent, they could only hear arguments, but couldn’t see anyone. The president had his own private access, so even if someone came out, no one could see them and Mo San could enter without worry.

“Really? They’re getting a divorce?”

The people outside heard the noise and were shocked.

“Men are indeed flirtatious!” a female employee said.

Shortly after, Mo San took out a divorce agreement.

“Young Master, I’ve let the lawyer see the divorce agreement, there aren’t any problems.”

Mo San placed it on the table fearfully.

Mo Jinrong picked up the pen and signed his name without a word.

“Alright! Since you signed it, I’ll sign it!”

Lan Anran signed her name on another copy.

“No!”

Mo Changwen sighed.

“You can’t take any of the Mo Family’s money!”

Mo Jinrong spoke impatiently to Lan Anran, who was about to leave.

“Who cares about the Mo Family’s money!”

Lan Anran held the divorce agreement in her pocket.

“Previously, we agreed that the shares and the Mo Family’s house would be mine. They were given to me before the marriage, you can’t go back on your word!”

“As expected of a countryside woman, all you know is money!”

Mo Jinrong continued to be dissatisfied.

Lan Anran didn’t reply and left angrily.

Mo Changwen was overjoyed. Now Old Mrs. Mo would probably let his illegitimate child in, and his next plan could begin.

“Lan Anran can’t step in the Mo Corporation!”

Mo Jinrong spoke to the employees eavesdropping outside, as though he was declaring his sovereignty.

“Jinrong, you’re taking this too far.”

Mo Changwen continued.

“Uncle, please leave!”

Mo Jinrong chased him away, looking down at his phone.

“See you in the underground garage.”

Lan Anran sent him a secret message.

Mo Changwen left helplessly, turning to go to Old Mrs. Mo.

In the underground garage.

Lan Anran was waiting for Mo Jinrong in the underground garage, but Mo San came.

“Where’s Mo Jinrong?” Lan Anran asked.

“Miss Lan, Young Master said it isn’t convenient to meet and wanted me to come over,” Mo San replied respectfully. He had to admit that he admired their superb acting skills and was almost fooled.

“Alright! Let me ask you, do you have shares in the Rong City Medical Research Institute or have you invested in it?” Lan Anran asked directly.

“The research institute is from the country, but as the number one taxpayer in Rong City, the Mo Corporation naturally has investments in the research institute,” Mo San smiled and said.

“Will the Mo Family be able to participate in the internal decisions of the research institute?”

Lan Anran didn’t ask Mo San about the test, as she might not even be able to get an answer. She just wanted to test Mo San’s reaction.

“No, the Mo Family may invest, but they don’t have the right to decide.”

Mo San thought for a moment.

Lan Anran could tell from Mo San’s slow reaction that he wasn’t telling the truth. Since she didn’t get an answer, she would have to find out more about Mo Jinrong.