Chapter 208 - Trouble in the Bar
President Wife is Pretty and Cool
âDonât ask too many questions. As long as you agree, I can give you everything you want,â Mo Jinrong said solemnly.
âThe Tan Corporation has nothing to do with me, I donât need your help!â
Tan Lin rejected the suggestion.
Just then, many women in revealing clothes suddenly entered and stood in a row.
âWho let you in!?â Mo Jinrong asked softly.
âSir, someone asked me to pick a few girls to come over and said he will pay the cost.â the man said.
âGet out! We donât need it here!â
Mo Jinrong spoke in a deep voice.
The man saw that the situation didnât seem right and immediately told the girls to leave.
âWho did this?â Tan Lin asked.
âHeâs the only one who knows Iâm here!â
Mo Jinrong stood up and was about to leave when he saw a woman dancing a fiery dance in the middle of the stage. The men in the audience cheered.
Tan Lin walked out and looked at the woman on stage, clapping his hands in praise.
âIt seems that a small place produces talent as well.â
Mo Jinrong walked out of the room and found the person on stage familiar. She had a sexy dance style, high ponytail, and bright red lips. She was the focus of the entire audience!
âYou like it too?â
Tan Lin smiled.
When the woman turned around, Mo Jinrong was shocked.
Lan Anran!
Why is she dancing here?
The man in the audience looked at Lan Anran as though they were looking at their prey.
However, Mo Jinrong didnât stop her. He knew that Mo Changwen was testing him and he must be watching him from the bar. If he called Lan Anran down, Mo Changwen would definitely suspect him. He was a paranoid person and wouldnât simply believe him.
Mo Jinrong glanced at it a few times before turning to leave.
Lan Anran glanced at Mo Jinrong with the corner of her eyes, watching him leave before ending the dance and leaving the stage.
She had long received news from Mo Changwen that since she agreed to cooperate with him, she would have to act to the end. However, she couldnât let this old fox keep threatening her with Lan Yanran. She needed to think of a new plan.
Lan Anran was just about to leave when several men surrounded her, stretched out their fat hands, and handed her their name cards.
âMiss, you look good. Our company is hiring models, I think you can give it a try.â
The man who spoke had a big belly and an obscene smile.
Lan Anran didnât even glance at him, directly walking around.
âYou insolent b*tch!â
The man cursed behind her.
Lan Anran pretended not to hear. There were too many people today and she didnât want to be in the limelight.
Lan Anran wore her original clothes and walked towards the door. Suddenly, several men knocked her out with a stick, attempting to drag her to the washroom. Just then, Mo Jinrong walked towards the door and let Mo San follow Lan Anran.
Bars werenât good places, a beautiful woman like Lan Anran might be harmed.
The moment Mo San entered from the side door, he saw Lan Anran being dragged away by several men.
He had a bad feeling and hurried forward.
âStop! What are you trying to do in broad daylight?â
âWho are you? Mind your own business!â
The man threatened.
âI donât care, Iâve called the police and they will be here soon. Do you still want to wait for them?â
Mo San threatened.
They looked at each other and smiled.
âWeâre not afraid! Mind your own business, this person is ours!â
The man prepared to drag her out.
âPut her down!â
Mo Sanâs solemn expression didnât stop them.
âBeat him!â
The man was impatient.
The bar was in a mess.
Mo San was originally from the special forces, but he hadnât practiced in many years and had gained weight, making fighting a little strenuous.
Mo Jinrong took advantage of the chaos and carried Lan Anran out, preparing to get into the car and leave.
âPut her down!â the fatty behind rushed over and said.
Mo Jinrong turned and stretched out his long legs, hitting the fatty in the chest. He calmly turned and placed Lan Anran in the car.
âWho are you, how dare you meddle in other peopleâs business?â
A man with a bruised face spoke.
âI donât care!â
Mo Jinrong looked at him coldly.
âYouâre courting death!â
The fatty stood up, grabbed a beer bottle, and smashed it at Mo Jinrong!
Mo Jinrong turned and kicked the fatty with a roundhouse kick, but the beer bottle accidentally scratched his leg, causing blood to flow.
âI donât care who you are, from today onwards, I donât want to see you in Rong City again!â
Mo Jinrong straightened his clothes and spoke coldly.
Just then, Mo San rushed over with bruises on his face.
âYoung Master, Iâ¦â
âHurry up and deal with these people, Rong City canât tolerate them!â
Mo Jinrong turned, got into the car, and left with Lan Anran.
âYoung Master⦠have you forgotten meâ¦â
Mo San shouted, but the car had already left.
âThe few of you are in trouble,â Mo San struggled as he said.
âMo San, who was that woman?â
Tan Lin looked at it for a long time, feeling that Mo Jinrong seemed to care about her.
Mo San whispered something in Tan Linâs ear.
âWhat? Heâ¦â
Tan Lin was shocked.