The white moonlight gl

An angry Mo Rantong threw mines and swiped negatives.

This fine-grained attitude can be regarded as a spectacle.

Then at night, as you can imagine, when Feng Qingshui opened the door and saw Mo Rantong looking at her with a handbag and smiling, she was completely stunned.

"Didn't I not let you come?"

"I'm so ugly?" His face quickly turned down. As the time spent together increased, Mo Rantong knew more and more how to deal with Feng Qingshui's weakness.Lifting his chin slightly, revealing the scar on his neck, Mo Rantong looked cold and arrogant, but gave people a feeling of pretending to be strong.

"No."

Feeling more and more helpless towards Mo Rantong, and more and more tolerant of her ever-changing attributes, Feng Qingshui shook her head, and turned sideways to make way for Mo Rantong: "Since you are here, come in, my mother is inside, by the way, she I don't like you very much, you should pay attention to your speech and behavior later, don't be impulsive, if she tells you, just bear with it."

It's not just that he doesn't like it, Bai Wanjun simply regards Mo Rantong as a scourge, the scum of human scum, okay?

A woman who can send her own mother to a mental hospital is vicious, cruel, and wolf-hearted. This is Bai Wanjun's impression of Mo Rantong.

"Huh? Mother-in-law doesn't like me? I'm so nice?"

Dissatisfied, Mo Rantong walked up to Feng Qingshui's side, pinched Feng Qingshui's waist angrily: "You must be the one who spoke ill of me in secret, hate it, eat me up and wipe it off This is too much."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Who is more excessive?

Mo Ran didn't pinch hard, and knew how to measure. Feng Qingshui rolled her eyes, and while closing the door and locked it, said: "You don't know what your own reputation is?"

"It's all rumors, it can't be true. You know the truth and don't explain a few words for me, let the mother-in-law misunderstand, madam is too much."

Unforgiving, Mo Rantong pinched Feng Qingshui's waist again, and said harshly: "I'll write this down."

One sum after another, she kept a lot of bad debts in her heart. As for whether or not to liquidate and how to liquidate, it depends on this person's subsequent performance.

"Hey, hey, Mo Rantong, can you explain something, my mother just came back, so I should have time to explain it?"

About her and Mo Rantong, it will be impossible to tell for a while, so Feng Qingshui originally planned to have a showdown with her face to face when Bai Wanjun came back.

"I told you not to come, but you came instead. It's good now. You disrupted my plan, but you still blame me? ... And, mother-in-law, who is your mother-in-law and who is your mother-in-law? You call my mother this What are you doing?"

When it comes to hating people, Feng Qingshui has never lost so far, her long and clear eyes are full of light, Feng Qingshui is looking at Mo Rantong, with her arms around her chest, with an expression of being capable of hurting each other.

"Qingqing."

Mo Rantong squinted his eyes slightly, obediently moved his head forward, and said: "I was wrong, don't be angry, give you a kiss."

Sometimes arrogant and sometimes soft, Mo Rantong said that in front of Qingqing, she can give up everything and do anything.

"No."

She turned her head away from Mo Rantong, but after a few seconds, Feng Qingshui turned back again: "Play by ear, my mother is very talkative, don't..."

"I know Qingqing, leave everything to me."

Qingqing refused to kiss, so she took the initiative to kiss, stole a fragrant Moran and straightened up, with a secret smile on her brows.

"You."

Instinctively covering the cheek kissed by Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui inspected Mo Rantong, and found that this person seemed to have dressed up specially.

In the past, this person would come after work, with noodles in clear soup, and in a suit, which was extremely simple, but today, this person actually started to pay attention to details, such as putting on light makeup, wearing a collar pin, cufflinks, a lady's watch, and a special haircut. It's been taken care of, really, this person has already made up his mind to come, right?

"Let's go."

"Uh-huh."

As far as Feng Qingshui is concerned, she is actually not too worried about Mo Rantong. After all, although Mo Sansui is sometimes only three years old, in terms of her essence, she is probably smarter than most people and has a lot of dual quotients.

Like the richest man in the country and the helm of the Mo family, she can sit firmly in that position and possess all that is enough to explain everything.

However, when Mo Rantong entered the living room and said the first sentence to Bai Wanjun, Feng Qingshui felt that it was too early, too early for her to feel relieved.

"My sister is really good-looking, even prettier than Qingqing."

As if he didn't see it, when Bai Wanjun caught a glimpse of her shocked expression when she and Feng Qingshui appeared together, Mo Rantong threw Feng Qingshui away and walked towards Bai Wanjun who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, with the corners of his mouth raised, speaking very kindly The tuberculosis said: "This beautiful sister, let me introduce myself, my name is Mo Rantong, and I am Qingqing's girlfriend. I came to see you today because of my marriage with Qingqing."

Before Feng Qingshui and Bai Wanjun could react, she put the handbag on the tea table as if offering a treasure, and pushed it towards Bai Wanjun.

"This is my sincerity. It contains an overview of all my assets, as well as a prenuptial agreement and a will."

"The agreement, um, is that when Qingqing and I get married, half of all my pre-marital property will be given to Qingqing, and once we get divorced, no matter who is right or wrong between me and Qingqing, I will leave the house for a penny. None, but in the will, Qingqing is the sole heir to my estate, sister beauty, please open it and have a look."

"Written in black and white, what I said is true."

Bai Wanjun: "..."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Mo Rantong's words were crackling like falling beans, but very godly, both Bai Wanjun and Feng Qingshui could hear her words clearly.

Eyelids twitched violently, Feng Qingshui didn't go in when she saw this, she just stood at the porch, staring at Mo Rantong's side face without a word.

Bai Wanjun was frightened at first, but then she was speechless. She tilted her head and looked at Feng Qingshui. Seeing that the latter nodded and smiled at her, she understood.

"Ink, ink..."

Bai Wanjun obviously didn't know what to call Mo Rantong, a junior who had a detached status and was not easy to mess with.

"Pretty sister, just call me Ranran."

Bai Wanjun: "..."

"Ranran, right? Sit down, don't call me sister, call me aunt." Beautiful sister, beautiful sister, how did she manage to call this weird and embarrassing title?

Gently touching her heart that was beating wildly from fright, Bai Wanjun saw that Feng Qingshui was far away, as if she was ignoring other affairs and had nothing to do with herself, she was speechless: "Qingqing went to the yard to pick some grapes for Ranran. , pick more."

The daughter she gave birth to knew that Feng Qingshui could let Mo Rantong in, which meant that the two of them had reconciled.

Hearing this, Feng Qingshui was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "Okay."

She didn't tell Bai Wanjun that she and Mo Rantong hadn't reached the point of discussing marriage yet, and she didn't know that Mo Rantong would be like this, because after thinking about it, she felt that she would marry Mo Rantong sooner or later.

As soon as Feng Qingshui left, the scene turned cold. Mo Rantong sat down on the sofa opposite Bai Wanjun, and Bai Wanjun quickly calmed down his mood swings.

"Auntie, I really love Qingqing."

Mo Rantong spoke sincerely, with an eager expression, for fear that Bai Wanjun would not believe it.

"Ran, Ranran, I believe in your feelings for Qingqing."

After all, the content of the agreement and will already reflected this point.

"You are very good. You are worthy of Qingqing no matter in appearance or other things, but Ranran, as a mother, I just want Qingqing to live a peaceful and happy life. To be honest, your temperament is not suitable for you." Qingqing."

"aunt…"

Who is Mo Rantong?A king who can be domineering or weak, not to mention Bai Wanjun's temperament is very understanding, even the stubborn mother-in-law who is difficult to communicate with, she can find a breakthrough.

Knowing why Bai Wanjun had a bad impression of her, Mo Rantong began to narrate her tragic history as he brewed his emotions.

From the novel to the novel, emotions should not be too intense, nor should they be completely absent, like a lifeless piece of wood, unable to resonate with Bai Wanjun.

So, in an astringent atmosphere full of a touch of sadness, Mo Rantong's voice was soft, sometimes pretending to be a strong smile, and sometimes his eyes were red, especially when it came to being attacked by sister Qi Geli and others, as well as his own. When his biological mother forced him, Mo Rantong's expression was numb, which made Bai Wanjun feel extremely distressed.

Mo Rantong said that she survived because of thinking about Qingqing, the only one who supported her to go on in countless dark and miserable days and nights.

It's Qingqing, Feng Qingshui.

What Mo Rantong said was true.Therefore, every time Bai Wanjun suppressed his intolerance and sourness, and observed his expression, the touch in his heart would be deeper.

Feng Qingshui was lying on the rocking chair in the yard looking at the starry sky, and on the stone table beside her was a plate of purple grapes that she had just picked.

She knew that Bai Wanjun didn't really want her to pick grapes, so she got lazy after making a plate of it.

She closed her eyes slightly, and after an unknown amount of time, Mo Rantong's voice rang in her ears: "Qingqingqingqing, my aunt has agreed, we will get engaged in a week and get married in three months. Are you surprised or not? Not surprisingly?"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

It was quite unexpected.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Mo Rantong smiling slyly, like a child who had eaten candy. As soon as Feng Qingshui opened her mouth, she was kissed by the excited Mo Rantong.

"Well."

Lips and teeth pressed together, breathing intertwined with each other, Mo Ran kissed very hard, as if trying to swallow her.

"Qingqingqingqing, I'm so excited, no, I'm going to collapse, I can't leave a bad impression on my aunt."

Reluctantly kissing the corner of Feng Qingshui's mouth, Mo Rantong saw the grapes on the stone table, and his eyes lit up: "Did Qingqing pick this one? Can I take it away?"

"Ah."

"Hee, Qingqing is so kind."

Picking up the plate, she seemed to be holding some kind of treasure, Mo Rantong was standing there in a suit, with curved eyebrows, and she was very seductive under the starry sky.

Feng Qingshui was absent-minded for a moment, then regained her senses, got up from the rocking chair and said, "You are leaving? I'll see you off."

"Yeah okay."

The smile on his face was getting bigger and bigger, and Mo Rantong couldn't help but give up completely on the management of facial expressions.

Feng Qingshui shook her head funny, she sent Mo Rantong outside the door, and told her: "Sleep well, don't tie yourself up again."

"Yeah okay."

This person is already happy to be silly.

Feng Qingshui was speechless, but also very curious about how this bastard persuaded Bai Wanjun. She went back to the living room to ask, and saw Bai Wanjun wipe her tears and said: "This child has a hard life. I have waited for you for another eight years. She That mother, hey."

Feng Qingshui: "..." convinced.

...

In the next week, Mo Rantong and Bai Wanjun are busy preparing for the engagement banquet. They have invited many people, including relatives, friends, classmates, partners, celebrities who are well-ranked in the circle, basically everyone they can invite up.

The engagement banquet was very grand, Mo Rantong's more than a dozen assistants were busy running around, contacting this place and reviewing that one, for fear that the process would go wrong and their boss would beat someone.

Feng Huaian and Feng Qingliu's moods are very complicated.

They didn't expect that Mo Rantong really put aside the past, and reunited with Feng Qingshui, still in the kind of love.

Father Feng wants to remarry Bai Wanjun.

Bai Wanjun told him clearly that this was impossible.

At the engagement banquet, Xia Yiqing, Mo Linyu Yannuo and other people who wanted to make trouble were turned away by the bodyguards specially invited by Mo Rantong.

Xia Yiqing went crazy, and then passed out.