After pretending to be ugly, he was entangled by a billionaire

Mo Yan hesitated whether to show Leng Beichen the text message about Su Haoran.

Leng Beichen took a few steps down the mountain with his long legs, and stopped when he saw the woman walking slowly.

He thought Mo Yan was tired, "Shall I carry you?"

"Save your energy and carry your good sister Siyan on your back." Mo Yan muttered softly, ignoring him.

She decided to go to the Longmen Inn first, and then notify Leng Beichen if she was unsure.

When she raised her eyes, she found that the shadow in front of her eyes had closed, and Leng Beichen had already come in front of her.

In the next moment, he fell short, "Come up."

Without waiting for Mo Yan to twitch, he directly put her on his back and walked quickly down the mountain.

Mo Yan could only hear the sound of "huhu" in her ears, and she was very surprised.

"This mountain road is so rugged, how do you manage to walk on flat ground?"

"I'm used to it. I practiced martial arts in the mountains since I was a child."

Leng Beichen lifted her up a bit, and whether it was intentional or not, his big palm rubbed against her skin.

Mo Yan's slender legs were touched by his dry, warm palm with a matte touch, and it was scalding hot.

She couldn't help tightening her arms around his neck, and lightly knocked her chin on the back of his neck, breathing in his masculine and hormonal breath.

"Thinking to strangle me?"

Leng Beichen found that her neck was being held tighter and tighter by her. He hadn't felt it while walking on the mountain road, but his breathing became tighter.

Mo Yan quickly let go of him, and to cover up her embarrassment, she asked casually,
"Your martial arts are so powerful, your master must be an outsider, right?"

Unexpectedly, after she asked this sentence, the man fell into a long silence, surrounded by a cold aura that repelled people thousands of miles away.

Mo Yan didn't even know what he said wrong.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Yuhuan, "What's the situation with Mr. Leng's master?"

Chen Yuhuan quickly replied, 【The word "Master" cannot be asked or mentioned. 】

After a while, he remembered something and sent it again, 【Hey, we broke up, don't contact me. 】

Mo Yan, "." made it look like she broke up with him.

But what happened to Leng Beichen's master?She couldn't help being curious.

Back at the villa, Mo Yan was dumbfounded. Leng Beichen actually locked her in the room without even giving her a chance to appeal.

She slapped the door of the room "pounding", half dead with anger,

"Is there still human rights? We broke up, and I can still be under house arrest?"

Colleagues thought that although they broke up, the commercial shooting had to continue, so it was reasonable for Leng Beichen to shut Mo Yan in the room temporarily.

"It's the safest here, just stay here." Leng Beichen left after leaving this sentence.

Mo Yan was speechless, and no one wanted to kidnap her, so why did he use the excuse of "safety" to put her under house arrest?

If I had known it earlier, I would not have looked for him, and it would have been easier to save people by myself.

Mo Yan looked around, it was not in her character to sit still and wait for death.

She turned her eyes and sent a message to Leng Siyan.

【I slapped him all over the face, and he still keeps me by his side. It seems that he has a deep affection for me and likes me very much.

If I’m always by his side, I’m sure I’ll fall in love with him for a long time]

She dared to bet that Leng Siyan would come and let her out when he saw the message, otherwise, if she really stayed by Leng Beichen's side, how could Mo Xiaodie have a chance to attack her?

Sure enough, Leng Siyan came slowly.

The door was opened, before the smile on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth could unfold, only a soft cry of "Ouch".

Leng Siyan suddenly picked up a cup and smashed it on her forehead, then she tilted back and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Mo Yan, "." This trick of framing is Mo Xiaodie's signature method.

Leng Siyan wept and questioned,

"Mo Yan, I kindly came to see you, why did you beat me?"

Mo Yan pursed her mouth, feeling aggrieved, "Miss Siyan, your routine is too old, it's not worth watching."

Leng Siyan didn't expect Mo Yan to be so calm, still in the mood to tease her, and suddenly felt a little unable to cry.

"Mo Yan, are you still arrogant? I'll ask Brother Beichen for comment."

Leng Siyan took out her mobile phone, tapped her forehead to take a photo of the evidence of her injury, and sent it to Leng Beichen.

Then dial his number and cry "嘤嘤嘤" to Leng Beichen,
"Brother Beichen, I'm in so much pain, I don't know if there will be scars, woo~~ Mo Yan did it, I don't know why she targeted me, woo~~"

This trick was a bitter trick Mo Xiaodie taught her, saying that it would definitely make Leng Beichen hate Mo Yan even more and pity her more.

In order to make Leng Beichen break up with Mo Yan completely, Leng Siyan gritted his teeth and did as he did.

Leng Beichen just broke up with Mo Yan, and usually loves her again, so she is very confident. Seeing the photos of her injury, Leng Beichen will definitely teach Mo Yan a lesson.

So, she deliberately turned on the handset on the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Leng Beichen's voice didn't have any warmth.
"Siyan, cut off contact with Mo Xiaodie immediately. You are too simple, don't be tempted to compete with Mo Yan, understand? You can't beat Mo Yan."

Leng Siyan's face turned pale. Instead of condemning Mo Yan, Leng Beichen taught her a lesson?

What do you mean she can't beat Mo Yan?Won't he help her?
Mo Yan also cracked up, Leng Siyan framed her, and the dog man kept saying that she was innocent?

This is the legendary beauty in the eye of the beholder?

After a while, colleagues came to watch,
"Miss Siyan, we always thought you were a pure and lovely person, but we didn't expect you to hide a knife in your smile."

"."

Leng Siyan was completely dumbfounded.

Why do they say the same thing as Leng Beichen?What exactly do you mean?
Obviously she is the victim.

Mo Yan walked over, looked down at Leng Siyan who was still sitting on the ground, with a mocking arc on her lips,

"Miss Siyan, congratulations, I recorded your performance just now and sent it to the group.

Most of my co-workers already know how much it hurts when you hit yourself with a glass.

Oh, by the way, your brother Beichen also saw it, and said that you are innocent, and maybe he will give you a comfort money. "

"What?" The blood on Leng Siyan's face faded.

The whole process of her framing Mo Yan was made public?
Leng Siyan covered her face with her hands and ran out, ashamed to see anyone.

"thump."

She ran in a panic, didn't pay attention to the road, and fell heavily.

The forehead that had been knocked and injured was hit again, and the injury was added to the injury, causing her to cry out in pain.

A slender and beautiful little hand stretched out in front of her, Mo Yan wanted to pull her up, and persuaded her earnestly,

"Miss Siyan, I have no grievances with you, don't be fooled by Mo Xiaodie. Otherwise, you will be the one who suffers."

Leng Siyan's watery eyes widened, with anger burning in his eyes.

She fell, and Mo Yan ran over to see her jokes, even made sarcastic remarks and threatened her?

"Mo Yan, I hate you to death!" Leng Siyan slapped Mo Yan's hand off, "You don't need to be hypocritical, you and I are at odds!"

Mo Yan is speechless, she intends to reconcile, but he wants to be at odds with each other, what kind of revenge does she have for killing her father?

She left the villa and went to the Longmen Inn.

The antique Longmen Inn has a martial arts flavor. It is not surprising that there is such a building in the film and television city.

Therefore, even though the door of the Dragon Inn was closed, Mo Yan pushed the door and entered without thinking.

Before her eyes settled down, a woman in an ancient dress and light veil suddenly jumped in front of her,

"I'm just waiting for you, why are you here now? Young Master is about to turn over, so hurry up and change into your clothes."

Mo Yan was dumbfounded, "My lord? Turn. Flop?"