Xu Haichang dodged sideways, the tip of the knife slashing across his bare arm and crashing into the hard marble floor.

Xu Haichang rolled to the side, stood up, dragged his shirt over and wiped the blood stains on his arm, and roared angrily: "Stinky cousin, do you want to murder your husband?"

"Now you make me sick, how far and how far you roll, otherwise everyone will finish playing together!" Mo Ran pointed the knife in his hand at him, gritting his teeth and scolding.

"Mo Ran, you are really ruthless, remember, we haven't divorced yet!" Xu Haichang bandaged the wound and walked towards her with a sneer.

"Get out! Get out, everyone, husband and wife, I don't want to do things desperately, Lao Liang is waiting for me below, if you want to die, you just have to consume it with me, and consume him to the flame!" Mo Ran brandished a fruit knife in his hand and yelled at him.

Xu Haichang picked up his clothes, walked out while wearing them, walked to the door, turned back and sneered at her: "Give you three days, discuss it with that old guy, Mo Ran, you remember, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, I know he can kill me, but I am not afraid of death, it's a big deal to lose both, his rank, if he has an affair with a married woman, it is a death, you understand better than me, don't you?"

Mo Ran lay on the carpet, unable to forgive his shallowness.

It's not that she hasn't thought about what kind of scoundrel Xu Haichang will be, but she really can't imagine how far a man's Bo Xing will go, and how he has the face to threaten her.

She felt that she had made the greatest concessions, but he still had to make an inch!

Mo Ran slowly stood up on the table and walked towards the bathroom, she couldn't be defeated by him like this, she had to cheer up and consume with him.

Lao Liang called at twelve o'clock in the night.

Mo Ran was curled up on the bed in the hotel.

She didn't dare to stay alone in that so-called home anymore, but she didn't want to make trouble for Lao Liang.

He is at home, there are workers and cooks at home, and she is still a married woman, Xu Haichang is right about one thing, Lao Liang's current rank, and the scandal with a married woman is not a good thing for him and KMC.

Mo Ran didn't lie to Xu Haichang at one point, and two months later was indeed the day when KMC re-elected the chairman of the board of directors once every three years.

Originally, there was no doubt that Lao Liang would continue to be elected, but now that there are more things about her, there will inevitably be variables, and Mo Ran doesn't want to harm him.

At least survive these two months before making a decision.

"Mo Xiaoran, has it been solved? I've been waiting for your good news, why don't you call me?" Lao Liang said dissatisfiedly on the phone.

Mo Ran took a deep breath and made his voice sound calm and carefree: "My little is not worth mentioning compared to your evening date, so I won't report it." ”

"Mo Xiaoran, have you ever cried?" Lao Liang's voice became nervous.

Mo Ran coughed and scolded: "Your mother's old bastard, do you have to think that I am miserable to satisfy your conjectures?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a while, his serious voice came again: "Mo Xiaoran, where are you, I'll go see you." ”

"Watching TV at home, you don't expect me to be okay, everything is settled, hurry up and go to bed, and I won't watch it at work tomorrow." Mo Ran tried to disguise his voice, but tears couldn't help but crawl out of his eyes.

"Don't lie, you're not at home, I'm downstairs under you. Lao Liang said solemnly.

"Lao Liang, let me be quiet alone for a while, leave me alone, what I need now is not chatter, it is quiet, I just want to think about it quietly alone, what kind of mess have I made in the past three years, I want to end up like this, I am self-inflicted, do you say that I will deal with it alone?" Mo Ran couldn't resist and broke down and cried.

"Okay, then you can be quiet for a while. Lao Liang said and hung up the phone.