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

Leng Beichen brought Mo Yan to the riverside, facing the night-shrouded river with a solemn expression.

In order to find out the whereabouts of the little baby, Mo Yan was patient.

She leaned against Leng Beichen's tall and handsome body, pretending to sob,

"I miss them so much, I dream about them all the time."

Originally, she just wanted to pretend to cry to gain sympathy, but unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her mouth, her nasal cavity was sore.

In an instant, the immature voices of the two little babies seemed to ring in my ears,

"Mommy, Mommy, we want to be with you."

Their lovely figures filled all the gaps in her brain.

"Leng Beichen, do you really have the heart to cut off our mother-child relationship?"

Tears gurgled down, and Mo Yan couldn't make a sound.

She hated him, so much!

As long as he has a little love for her, he will not be so cruel and take her child away.

Leng Beichen fell into distant memories,

"My master's ashes were sprinkled in the river."

Mo Yan didn't understand, she was talking about her two sons, why did he suddenly ask Master?
She wiped away her tears. In order to get information about her son, she couldn't make him unhappy.

She bit her lip and did not interrupt Leng Beichen, waiting for him to continue.

Leng Beichen's handsome face was under the dim street lights by the river, flickering on and off, keeping his secrets secret.

"My master is dead."

Mo Yan remembered that Leng Beichen had mentioned Master once or twice before.

But every time he mentioned it, his heart seemed to be very heavy, as if the whole world owed him a lot of money.

Chen Yuhuan also said that Master is a secret that cannot be revealed.

She was talking about little baby, but he said master. Could it be that little baby has something to do with master?
Mo Yan suddenly felt flustered.

There are living people on one side and dead people on the other. How can this be confused?
He won't do anything to the little ones, will he?
"Your master is dead?" Mo Yan asked knowingly.

In fact, she wanted to ask, what does your master's death have to do with me, and what does it have to do with the little ones?
"His death is the pain of my life."

Leng Beichen struggled to squeeze out half a sentence, even if he was stupid, recalling it would still be filled with pain.

Mo Yan's eyebrows twitched into a ball.

She was not in the mood to care about Leng Beichen's pain, she just wanted to know, where are the babies?
"why?"

In order to find out the whereabouts of the little ones, she patiently continued to cooperate with him.

Leng Beichen's memory seems to have come to the very far end,
"Because that day, I was slept by a woman."

Mo Yan's heart skipped a beat, couldn't it be the day of her coming-of-age ceremony?

She slept with him, and then his master died.

How can the two be related?
Wait, if she was already a mysterious killer trained by ISIR.

And how could he be sent to a man's bed by his stepmother Su Shuran so easily?

Since she is proficient in medicine, how could she be poisoned by a mere woman with long hair and short knowledge?

Mo Yan's eyelids twitched non-stop, and a bad premonition hit her heart.

Could it be that she was deliberately framed and slept with Leng Beichen that year.

And the real purpose is related to his master?

Mo Yan's legs felt weak for a while.

The wind blowing from the river chilled her heart, as if she was in an ice cellar.

Leng Beichen was so smart before he became stupid, if he wanted to understand the truth, he should have put her to death long ago.

Could it be that the reason why he was so black-bellied towards her, sent her to prison with his own hands, and suppressed her so that she lost her baby, was to take revenge on her?

Countless possibilities flashed through Mo Yan's mind.

But she was heartbroken to find that there was no other better explanation for what Leng Beichen had done than deliberately revenge on her.

After a long silence, Mo Yan gritted her teeth,
"Give me back the baby, and I will let you handle it."

I don't know if it was too cold by the river, or it was too cold in my heart, but when Mo Yan spoke, her teeth clucked, as if her upper and lower teeth were fighting.

Leng Beichen probably felt the woman beside him tremble, spread out her slender arms, and took Mo Yan's icy body into her arms.

He opened his suit jacket and wrapped Mo Yan's slender body in the suit.

Immediately, the warm and hormonal body temperature of his body was transmitted quickly.

After a while, Mo Yan felt the warmth return to his whole body.

"I sent the little baby to the teacher's wife, and let the little baby recognize the teacher's wife as a grandmother, and changed her surname to Wang.

From then on, they are members of the Wang family. "

Leng Beichen's words were like a thunderbolt, Mo Yan raised her eyes in shock,

"Send... to someone?"

Although the two little guys are only over one year old, they are human beings, how can they be given away as soon as they are given away?

Thinking of Leng Beichen's determination, Mo Yan suddenly grabbed Leng Beichen's arm,
"Leng Beichen, I am their biological mother, tell me, what should I do to see them again?"

Leng Beichen lowered his eyes and looked deeply at the woman in his arms, with a strained voice,

"No matter what their surname is, it can't change the fact that you are their biological mother.

But, they want to pay off your debts! "

Mo Yan's little heart sank to the bottom.

She finally knew the truth, but there was nothing she could do.

Leng Beichen thought she was an accomplice in killing his master.

So he took revenge on her again and again, and even gave two little treasures to his wife to pay off her debts.

Black-bellied man!
Why do you want to abduct her son on your own initiative?
Can she pay off the debt by herself?

"Where does Mistress live?"

Mo Yan knew that Leng Beichen would never answer this question.

Sure enough, there was endless silence after that...

After returning home, Mo Yan fell ill.

It's funny to say that the genius doctor himself is sick.

Maybe it was the wind blowing from the river, maybe it was the despair in her heart, she was lying on the bed in a daze, unable to wake up no matter what.

In the dream, the figures of the two babies kept flashing, and she thought they were crazy.

In a drowsy state, she felt a coldness on her forehead.

In a daze, she seemed to see Leng Beichen's handsome face shaking in front of her eyes.

Heh, is he taking revenge on her again?

Later, Mo Yan fell asleep again.

"Master, young mistress can heal others, why can't she heal herself?"

Chen Yuhuan wanted to say hell, "It can't be that there is a problem with the young mistress' will to survive?"

Light stubble grew on Leng Beichen's delicate chin. He had been with Mo Yan for a day and a night, but she was still lethargic.

"Go get the doctor."

Chen Yuhuan beat his chest and stomped his feet. This is the first time he has called a doctor.

Well-known doctors have come to see and treat him, and they all said that Mo Yan has nothing serious, just a cold and a fever, and it is right to rest and sleep more.

But there is no major problem, why can't I wake up?
"Master, why don't we invite a Chinese doctor to take a look this time?"

"it is good!"

Not long after, Chen Yuhuan fulfilled his mission and invited Tiancheng's well-known Chinese medicine master.

A Chinese medicine doctor wrote out a prescription, and Chen Yuhuan immediately ordered someone to grab the medicine and decoct it.

"Master, the medicine is ready."

The servant came in with a bowl of black medicinal soup that exudes a strong and bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Suddenly, the whole room was filled with the smell of medicine.

Leng Beichen took the medicine and fed it to Mo Yan's mouth, but after several mouthfuls, it all flowed onto the pillow.

"I can't go on like this, I didn't drink a drop."

Chen Yuhuan kept pacing anxiously.

Leng Beichen frowned even more, his expression extremely stern.

"Master, why don't you feed Young Mistress with your mouth?" The servant beside him was very experienced.