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

Mo Yan raised her little hand, and there was a crisp "pop".

She slapped herself hard.

At this time, her heart is still not dead to that man.

Hate myself!
It was indeed Leng Beichen who pushed the door open.

The man's tall and unruly body sat across from her, looking down at her like a high-ranking emperor.

On the wild and flamboyant handsome face, the expression was shockingly indifferent.

"I heard that you want to die."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted someone to beat him hard.

Mo Yan looked sideways at Leng Beichen, her eyes were as cold as water, and under her long eyelashes, her eyes were empty and lifeless.

But she couldn't help wondering, what on earth was he here for?
Leng Beichen stared deeply at the raised red handprints on Mo Yan's face with dark eyes, and the apex of his heart was pierced by a sharp weapon, the pain was severe.

He drooped his long, straight eyelashes to hide the emotion welling up in his eyes.

After a long while, the corners of Leng Beichen's mouth curled up mockingly, his tone was arrogant and arrogant,
"It's not worth me to come here in person for a mere defeated general."

Mo Yan's lips curled into a cold arc.

It turned out that he came here to see how destitute she was.

"I didn't expect that the mysterious killer 'Swallow', who was blown up to the sky by others, was vulnerable!"

"It's just one miss, and you even lost the will to survive?"

"Don't you want to kill me? Come on, let's fight again if you have the ability."

"Oh! How did I forget? You can't see the sun tomorrow.

What's more, I can't see how chic and comfortable my life is without you, Leng Beichen. "

Every time Leng Beichen said a word, Mo Yan's little heart felt as if it was hit hard by a sharp stone.

Heart, so painful that I can't breathe.

Mo Yan's five fingers clenched tightly into fists, and the roots of her teeth were clenched tightly.

She still didn't say a word.

All the resentment is hidden deep inside.
I don't know when Leng Beichen left, Mo Yan's mind has been in a trance.

If it weren't for his arrogant words constantly circling in her ears, she would have thought that his appearance was just a dream.

Every time he thinks of the man who is superior and despises her, Mo Yan frantically wants to tear him apart.

Mo Yan spent a few days without a day in the temporary detention center.

One day, the Interpol suddenly showed kindness and threw her a tablet.

"From now on, allocate a little time for you to browse the news every day."

Mo Yan took the tablet indifferently, like a walking dead, opened the tablet without thinking.

As soon as he opened the webpage, what came into his eyes was Leng Beichen's all kinds of sex news.

[On the first day of Leng's official divorce announcement, he was photographed in and out of a love hotel with his mysterious girlfriend]

【President Leng's divorce was just a few days old, and three scandals have been exposed】

[President Leng joins hands with famous movie stars on the red carpet]

Ah!That man is really handsome.

It is simply, among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches the body.

Why, he is chic and she suffers to death?
Finally, Mo Yan stood up with a calm and beautiful face,

"Officer, I agree to be an undercover agent, but I have one condition."

"Master, there is a call from Interpol."

Chen Yuhuan excitedly pushed the door open and entered.

Leng Beichen was leaning back on the sofa, his face pale.

It seems to be meditating, and it seems to be wandering.

Chen Yuhuan shook his head, he had never seen the young master so decadent.

There was a faint stubble growing on his chin, and his black eyes were full of red blood, and he looked like he hadn't closed his eyes for several days.

Leng Beichen saw Chen Yuhuan's expression was filled with excitement, and a brilliance flashed across his deep black eyes,
"Did she react to my news?"

These days, he is deliberately trying to blacken his image, and at the same time spread scandals with different women, hoping to inspire Mo Yan's will to survive.

However, the prerequisite for this kind of emotional stimulation method to work is that Mo Yan has to like him.

Therefore, he is not [-]% sure whether the pornographic news he deliberately tossed out will have a key effect.

"Young Master is brilliant, Mo Yan has already agreed to be an undercover agent, and the discovery of the ISIR organization is just around the corner."

Leng Beichen's handsome face, which had been strained for several days, finally broke into a smile, and the corners of his eyes curled up with a hint of pride,
"I told you earlier, no matter how stubborn a woman is, she can't escape from my grasp.

When will she be released? "

"Soon, but" Chen Yuhuan hesitated to speak.

Leng Beichen raised his sword eyebrows high,

"She raised harsh conditions? For me?"

"Young master is wise, she put forward the only condition.

Interpol needs your opinion. "

Leng Beichen suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, he knew that Mo Yan would not be easily manipulated by others.

"Say."

Chen Yuhuan wiped the sweat from his forehead,
"Mo Yan requests, young master, you strictly fulfill the nurturing agreement."

Leng Beichen raised his long legs and kicked over the coffee table, the flames grew wildly,

"Does she know a good heart?"

Chen Yuhuan hurriedly lifted up the innocent coffee table, feeling distressed for a while,
"Young master, you should vent your anger on me. Is this furniture not more expensive than mine?"

Leng Beichen slammed a knife eye,

"Want to raise your salary? Let's talk about that woman."

Chen Yuhuan thought for a while, and persuaded with earnestness,
"Master, your kind heart is too profound.

Not to mention a woman with long hair but short knowledge, even a man who understands righteousness may not be able to understand it.

Therefore, Mo Yan probably thinks that the young master is her only enemy.

Otherwise, we don't take the risk, do we?

It is said that the person next to the bed with different dreams is the most dangerous.

In case one day, she takes advantage of your deep sleep and pricks your heart with a few needles."

Leng Beichen narrowed his deep black eyes slightly, "I agree."

"." Chen Yuhuan was dumbfounded.

He just said all he said, was he trying to persuade the young master to agree?

"But I also have conditions."

Leng Beichen's eyes darkened, "Play with her to the end!"

His condition is that Mo Yan continue to be his special assistant.

He was restrained by the nurturing agreement, and she had to be restrained by his labor agreement.

It's only fair to drop one thing for one thing.

In the special department, Mo Yan sneered when he heard the Interpol convey Leng Beichen's conditions,
"It seems that he thinks his life is too comfortable."

Everything returned to the original track, the only difference is——

Leng Beichen has officially announced her divorce.

Mo Yan was secretly arrested at that time, and the outside world did not know her details.

Therefore, her release must naturally be silent, so as not to arouse anyone's suspicion.

After the secret arrangement of Interpol, Mo Yan was taken to the largest bridal shop in Tiancheng.

"Let a divorced woman go to the bridal shop, are you sincerely trying to stimulate my desire for revenge?"

Mo Yan joked to the policewoman in plain clothes beside her.

Ever since she made up her mind to fight Leng Beichen to the end, she relaxed instead.

She is not afraid of death, what else is she afraid of?

"Miss Mo, from today onwards, I will be your best friend Wan Qiaoer.

In the future, you will not fight alone, and I can take care of you. "

Wan Qiaoer held her arm, purposely raised her voice,

"Yanyan, today is your engagement day, let's try on the dress."

"Cough~cough~" Mo Yan almost choked on his own saliva.

"Who is engaged?" She lowered her voice and asked seriously,

"Suddenly it's not enough for someone who claims to be a best friend to follow me, but also arrange for a fiance to follow me?

As for?You Interpol only stalk?
This is a violation of our pre-negotiated agreement. "

"Yanyan, your fiancé is your own, he is so affectionate, and you can't find it even with a lantern.

How can we have the ability to help you arrange a handsome and passionate man? "

Mo Yan, "."

Suddenly a man with deep affection and righteousness appeared?

Why doesn't she know?
Who is it?