President Wife is Pretty and Cool

ushing towards the staircase with a group of people and started rushing down the stairs.

Lan Anran suddenly heard a voice from above, presumably from Xiang Tian.

She directly sat onto the handrail and glided down smoothly.

Lan Anran arrived on the second floor faster than Mo Jinrong.
She quickly hid in her room and changed into her original clothes.
She watched Mo Jinrong chase her all the way to the first floor before coming down naturally.

“Grandma, I’m back.”

Lan Anran held Old Mrs.
Mo’s arm intimately.

At this moment, Mo Jinrong reached the first floor, panting tiredly.

“Jinrong! You rascal, where did you come from? Grandma’s birthday isn’t as important as your work!”

Old Mrs.
Mo was pleasantly surprised.

“Grandma, I’m here.”

Mo Jinrong was out of breath.

“Jinrong, where did you come from?”

Was Mo Jinrong the one who chased her?

She wiped Mo Jinrong’s sweat.

“I just wanted to celebrate Grandma’s birthday, so I came over as soon as I was done,” Mo Jinrong continued.

Looking at Lan Anran’s calm expression, she didn’t seem to have fled in a sorry state at all.
Was it really not her?

“Rascal, Grandma thought I wouldn’t be able to see you today.
I left you a piece of cake to try.”

Old Mrs.
Mo brought over a slice of cake and smiled at Mo Jinrong.

“Thank you, Grandma.”

Mo Jinrong took the cake and ate it.

“Anran, did you rest well just now? If you’re uncomfortable, Grandma will send you home.”

Old Mrs.
Mo was concerned.

“Yes, I’m alright Grandma.”

Lan Anran looked at Mo Jinrong.

She wasn’t in the banquet hall just now, but had gone to rest.
It was no wonder they couldn’t find her.
Now, she was a big suspect.

Mo Jinrong ate as he thought.

At that moment, the music in the middle of the stage started and some people started to dance.

Old Mrs.
Mo looked at her grandchildren shrewdly and smiled.

“The two of you, hurry and dance.
I’m old and I will be happy if I see you dance.”

Mo Jinrong didn’t want to go near Lan Anran, afraid that his illness would flare up again.

Lan Anran stretched out her hand, pulling Mo Jinrong towards the center of the stage.
She knew that with her around, Mo Jinrong wouldn’t fall ill.

A spotlight shone on them and the music from the stage rang out.
They held hands and started to dance.

Everyone on the dancefloor stopped and moved to the side, quietly watching the two of them dance in the middle of the stage.

Lan Anran looked particularly beautiful under the light, her fair skin and every move complemented Mo Jinrong’s exquisite features, making them a perfect match.

“Don’t be happy so early on, it’s just an act,” Mo Jinrong whispered in Lan Anran’s ear.

“Of course I know it’s an act.
Who do you think wants to dance with you?” Lan Anran spoke disdainfully.