President Wife is Pretty and Cool

Chapter 506: Cleaner

“Boss! She escaped today, I’m afraid it won’t be easy to catch her again.”

His subordinate reminded him carefully.

Mo Shengli glanced at him impatiently and he spoke coldly.

“Do I need you to tell me that? Keep an eye on Mo San. He was able to make an appointment with Lan Anran today. They might have discussed something big. Report his every move to me.”

The henchman nodded and left.

Back in the villa.

Lan Anran told Mo Jinrong everything that happened today.

Mo Jinrong was practicing hard and stopped when he heard the news.

“What did you say? Grandma…”

Mo Jinrong’s emotions fluctuated again. He was afraid that Grandma would hurt her body because of him.

“Don’t be agitated, Grandma is alright now. Mo Shengli wants to see you like this, so you can’t be fooled. I’ll find time to help you visit Grandma. Your main mission now is to recuperate and recover soon so that you can see her.”

Lan Anran comforted him.

“Damn it! Did he catch you?”

Mo Jinrong clenched his fists in hatred.

“He didn’t catch me, but Mo San might not be able to meet with me again soon and he might be targeted by Mo Shengli.”

Lan Anran was a little worried.

After all, all the Mo Corporation’s assets were in that account. If Mo San made any mistakes, they might not have a chance.

“I’m going to do some rehabilitation and practice.”

Mo Jinrong tried his best to stand on the treadmill.

“Jinrong, you’ve been doing this for five hours. If you continue to practice, you’ll overexert yourself. You can’t do this.”

Lan Anran pulled him back and reminded him.

She knew that Mo Jinrong wanted to quickly recover and teach Mo Shengli a lesson, but he had already exercised for five hours today. If he continued to practice, it would backfire.

“Don’t worry about me, I want to practice. I will definitely make my leg better.”

Mo Jinrong ignored her objections and insisted on boarding the treadmill. But before he could take two steps, his legs went limp and he fell off the treadmill.

“Stop running! Skinny, help him to the bed to rest.”

Lan Anran instructed Skinny to help him up.

Mo Jinrong was furious and anxious. His grandma was critically ill and the company was about to go bankrupt, but he was living leisurely in bed. He was extremely unwilling.

“Jinrong, I know you want to get better as soon as possible but we have to take it one step at a time.”

Lan Anran persuaded him.

Mo Jinrong calmed down, thinking about how to deal with Mo Shengli.

“Don’t worry, I have asked Mo San to take the money and negotiate with Mo Shengli. I believe there will be an outcome soon.” Lan Anran comforted him.

“Anran, thank you!”

Mo Jinrong was a little upset.

“What’s there to thank me for? Isn’t what’s yours mine? To put it bluntly, I’m fighting for myself,” Lan Anran smiled and said.

….

After the haunting incident, Lan Yaxin never returned to that house.

She was now living in an apartment Tan Shilin had rented for her.

She closed her eyes, filled with images of Lan Anran asking for her life.

“It’s been so long, why isn’t there any reaction from your stomach?”

Tan Shilin was anxious.

Lan Yaxin was packing away her things and was a little dissatisfied when she heard this.

“You reap what you sow. Perhaps you’re the one who can’t make it happen. You only come to my place a few times a week and yet you still want a child?”

Her words were filled with jealousy.

Tan Shilin thought about it and agreed. Recently, his father was busy finding a partner for him and he had been dealing with it patiently. How could he have time to come here?

“I heard that the Mo Family hasn’t been peaceful recently and Old Mrs. Mo has been sent to the hospital. Are you thinking about how to divide their market?”

Tan Shilin looked up and smiled when he heard Lan Yaxin’s casual question.

“I didn’t expect you to care about such things. That’s right! Recently, the Mo Family hasn’t been peaceful and their business has plummeted. Mo Shengli is preparing to sell his company and he doesn’t have the mindset to care about the market. We have snatched most of their market already.

“The days of the Mo Family covering the sky are over, and now it is our time.”

Tan Shilin pulled Lan Yaxin into his arms.

“I advise you not to care about business like this. Your only mission is to hurry up and get pregnant.”

Lan Yaxin wasn’t particularly concerned about this, but even though Lan Anran was dead and Mo Jinrong was gone, she still wanted to see the Mo Family collapse with her own eyes, so that she could live on in peace.

“I heard that there is a famous designer in the Mo Family. The clothes she designs are limited editions and I want a piece too. Can you get her to design something for me?”

Lan Yaxin had been thinking about Qiu Cha’s work for a long time, but she hadn’t had any money. The Mo Corporation was about to close down and she must be a smart person. She would be grateful if someone took her in.

Tan Shilin thought about it and realized that he had almost forgotten about it.

Qiu Cha was a popular designer. Wouldn’t the business be enhanced if they could get her?

“Isn’t it just a piece of clothing? The Mo Corporation is bankrupt now. As long as I tell her, she will definitely come over to serve you diligently. When the time comes, you can have as many clothes as you want,” Tan Shilin said.

He kissed Lan Yaxin downwards little by little.

The two of them fell onto the sofa.

After that, Tan Shilin asked about Qiu Cha’s residence.

In the villa, Qiu Cha had just woken up and had a splitting headache.

She held her head and looked around. The originally messy room was now extremely clean.

She swayed down from the bed and saw that it was empty the moment she went downstairs. She thought that there was a thief in the house, so she picked up a broom that was leaning by the side and carefully walked around downstairs.

Suddenly…

There seemed to be movement in the washroom.

She tiptoed towards the washroom. She walked to the door and was about to smash it in, when Zhao Han walked out of the washroom wearing gloves and an apron.

“You’re awake!”

Zhao Han’s face was bright. Qiu Cha hurriedly hid the broom in her hand behind her back and asked in shock, “Why are you here? How did you get in?”

Qiu Cha threw down the broom in her hand and looked at the door. The lock had been broken and everything in the house was clean.

There were several bags of trash beside the door.

“I really don’t know how you survive. You dress beautifully everyday, but you live in such trash. Thank me,” Zhao Han said.

Qiu Cha sat on the sofa, seeming to feel that something was missing.

She stretched out her hand habitually, but didn’t grab anything.

“Why are Anran’s photos missing?”

Qiu Cha’s eyes were full of doubt, suspecting that Zhao Han had thrown away all her photos.

“I put away her photos because I was afraid you would be upset. You have been very depressed these past few days, so I specially came to see you. But don’t worry, I will get someone to replace the door lock.”

Zhao Han took off his gloves and apron and placed them aside.

Qiu Cha seemed displeased.