Lao Liang's house, Mo Ran was lying on the sofa, Lao Liang held an ice pack to cover her face, put it on for a while, picked up the glasses on the coffee table and put them on, took a closer look at her face, and shook her head: "This eye should also be dressed, it is like a swollen peach, and I am afraid that I will not be able to open it when I sleep." ”

"Are you short-sighted?" Mo Ran looked at his glasses.

"Fool, I'm old, as the old saying goes, forty-three passes the eye pass, how old am I this year, don't you know?" Lao Liang took off his glasses, squinted, and smiled.

Mo Ran looked at his long body, strong muscles, eight-pack abs faintly visible in his abdomen, shark line, and his heart was sour, even if he still looks like a young man and his body is a young man, the old man will not spare you because of this, it will still remind you in a cruel way that you are slowly aging.

Mo Ran stretched out his hand and touched his face, his face turned sad.

"Don't be afraid, Mo Xiaoran, you are still in your youth, in your prime, and you are very good. Lao Liang saw through her mind and laughed.

"Lao Liang, I don't listen to your advice, I won't sign the divorce agreement, I'm unwilling. Mo Ran pushed his hand away and said with a down-to-earth expression.

Lao Liang looked at her still red cheeks and shook his head: "This kid is ruthless enough, knowing that he dares to beat you, he won't let him go if he says anything, Lao Liang's combat effectiveness is still there, but I saw you hanging on the window at the time, how could I have the heart to look at others, I didn't look at him, I cheapened him." ”

"What's the matter with you? I'll tell you seriously, and you'll never answer the question. Mo Ran was indignant.

Lao Liang spread his hands: "Can you change your thinking that is too jumpy, I can't keep up, just now I obviously asked me why I didn't beat Xu Haichang, and now I suddenly mentioned the divorce agreement, you have to give me time to think." ”

"I won't sign, I just won't sign, I'll drag him to death, drag him for the rest of his life, so that the dog man and woman will never be able to be together openly!" Mo Ran roared sharply.

"Okay, okay, don't sign, let's not sign, okay?" Lao Liang comforted her, got up and walked towards the bathroom: "You told me yesterday that you had acne on your face, so I went to the mall to buy a few masks and planned for you to take them back. ”

"Don't talk about that damn mask!I'm asking what you're going to do!You're answering me!" Mo Ran kicked on the couch and screamed willfully!

Lao Liang's chronic son really made her crazy, although she has not entered old age, she has long been the character of an old man! Waiting for him to make a decision, you have to wait until your seven orifices smoke to have an answer.

Lao Liang poked his head out of the bathroom: "This mask is very good, the sales lady said that Na, Na is a Hollywood star who uses this, you stick a messenger first." ”

"I don't sign, I just don't sign, I'll drag that bastard to death!" Mo Ran couldn't get an answer from Lao Liang, and lay on the sofa, gritting his teeth and muttering.

Lao Liang took out the mask, put on his glasses again, picked up the scissors and slowly cut the mask package, and nodded: "Well, it tastes good, put one on, you just sleep, I'll take it off for you in twenty minutes, wipe your face again, and wake up to ensure that your little face is as watery as a peach." ”

"Liang Jingtian, I'll sign, I'll sign after I get some sleep, and I'll cut him off from now on, okay?" Mo Ran turned over, put his head on his hands, and said sadly.

"If you don't sign it, if you don't sign it, if that little milk dog doesn't take advantage of your power and gets my face, he's it? Who takes him seriously! The company is yours, don't you still have 51 percent of the shares?

You've been making a fuss for the past two days, and I don't have time to go to the company, and when you're done making a fuss, I'll have to be empty, and I'll take back control of the company! I'll sue for divorce when the time comes! I won't be able to take a single piece of his fart. ”

Lao Liang squinted his eyes and unwrapped the outer packaging of the mask, and said disapprovingly.

Mo Ran covered his eyes with his hands, and his desperate voice said: "Lao Liang, the company is no longer mine, half a year ago, when I was hospitalized, he coaxed me to sign a transfer agreement." ”