Chapter 269 - Cooperation in Acting
President Wife is Pretty and Cool
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
His and Li Yueruâs harmonious act made Zhao Xiumei and Lan Tingyi dumbfounded.
Previously, he had spoken to his wife and son nicely. In order to protect his daughter, he decided to cooperate with Mo Jinrong and put on a show to catch the bad guys.
âTingyun, I know youâre upset that Anran is going to be buried without a corpse, but we canât find her anymore. Itâs been a few days and the corpse might have been taken away by the wolves. Just admit it, Anran wonât be able to come back and we have to continue to live. After weâre done, we have to continue with our lives and someone has to inherit the hospital.â
Zhao Xiumei hinted at Lan Tingyunâs hospitalâs problem.
âMom, if Anran isnât found, I wouldnât be in the mood to open a hospital. Besides, speaking of hospitals, I suggest Tingyi turn himself in, in case the sentence gets worse.â
Lan Tingyun reminded her.
âBullsh*t! I wonât go, I canât go to jail!â
Lan Tingyi was extremely agitated at the mention of this.
âLan Tingyun, are you still a descendant of the Lan Family? Why are you waiting for your brother to go to jail? Will you be proud if he goes to jail?â
Zhao Xiumei raised her hand angrily and slapped Lan Tingyun.
âI donât care, you guys donât have to worry about Anranâs memorial service. Iâm definitely going to hold it. Are we really going to wait eight to ten years before we are buried together?â
Li Yueru was extremely agitated and slumped to the ground, sobbing. âMy daughter isnât dead, we canât do that! My daughter!â
Zhao Xiumei ignored this and walked away.
Lan Tingyun was bitterly disappointed to see his mother so enthusiastic about his granddaughterâs memorial, she did not even care where her remains were, as if she was in a hurry to kick her out of the Lan Family.
âMom, your acting is great. If you debuted, I wouldnât have anything to do.â
Lan Yanran gave her a thumbs-up.
âThatâs because you taught me well. But the reason why Old Mrs. Lan is so enthusiastic about organizing a memorial service, is probably because of an impure purpose, right?â Li Yueru said.
In the past, Old Mrs. Lan never treated Lan Anran well. Now that she was so attentive, there must be a reason for the abnormality.
âWho cares? Weâll talk about it when Sis comes back, then we can slap their faces!â
Lan Yanran was furious.
At night, Lan Tingyiâs house was bustling.
Zhao Xiumei was busy thinking about the speech at the memorial service and when the time came, there would be a large group of reporters. She had even thought of an answer, but she was old and couldnât remember anything, so she could only write it on a small piece of paper as a precaution.
Lan Tingyi and Xu Yanshan were busy contacting the venue and guests, thinking about the money.
âHubby, how much do you think will be suitable?â
Xu Yanshan thought about it.
Since they had to give out both good and bad news, they would probably accept more for the good news. But if it was too much, they would be embarrassed to accept it.
âWho cares, weâll take whatever weâre given. Itâs just that Mo Changwen contacted the media this time, so we shouldnât have to spend money on this. As for the venue, we should just rent for one day, else, that would be too much of a waste.â
Lan Tingyi mainly wanted to save money, but as for wreaths and tea, they didnât cost much, so he didnât calculate it.
âAh! I forgot something. Mo Changwen told us that Lan Anran is going to be buried in the Mo Familyâs grave.â
Xu Yanshan was so absorbed in her thoughts that she forgot about it.
âForget it, it doesnât matter since sheâs dead. Weâll talk about this at the funeral. They wonât disagree, itâs just a matter of marrying off their daughter.â
Xu Yanshan nodded in agreement and continued to think about the funeral.
Lan Yaxin was overjoyed. She had benefited from the fight and was about to become a rich second-generation heir. She was also the first in her studies and had returned to being the school beauty. Happiness fell on her one after another. It seemed like even the heavens were on her side.
Lan Anran, how can you compare to me?
â¦.
The next day, there was a lot of news about Lan Anranâs death on the Internet. Logically speaking, it shouldnât be very popular, but because she was Mo Jinrongâs wife, it blew up online.
Many said that his life was too tough and he was destined to be alone for the rest of his life.
However, Mo Jinrong didnât care about these things and Old Mrs. Mo was very anxious. She didnât know who exposed this. In the past, it was just a rumor, but now that it was true, who would dare to marry Mo Jinrong in the future?
She hurriedly called Mo Jinrong to find out the truth.
âJinrong, is it true that Anran passed away?â
Old Mrs. Mo choked.
âGrandma, I didnât tell you because I was afraid you would be upset.â
Mo Jinrong felt that it was better not to tell Old Mrs. Mo, in case she experienced great joy or sadness. Her heart wasnât good to begin with and it wouldnât be good if this went on.
âRascal! How did this happen? Why are your and Anranâs lives so miserable? Anran is such a good girl, how did she pass away?â
Old Mrs. Mo started to cry.
âGrandma, the Mo Family will be participating in the Lan Familyâs memorial service in a few days.â
Mo Jinrong spoke softly.
âNonsense! They didnât find Anranâs corpse and decided to hold a memorial service. Arenât they just hoping for Anran to die? In any case, I donât think I will attend the memorial since I donât think that sheâs dead!â
Old Mrs. Mo found it absurd!
She didnât think Lan Anran was dead and didnât want to attend the memorial service.
âGrandma, you have to participate, I will be there too.â
Mo Jinrong reminded her..