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

The headache was splitting, and there was burning pain on the face.

Mo Yan wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were extremely heavy, and she couldn't lift them no matter what.

"Brother, that girl in the back is nice, shall we have a feast tonight?"

"She's disfigured, she's half dead, I'd better deal with Master Leng first and see how he handles it."

The voices of the two men pierced into his ears, and Mo Yan finally gradually regained consciousness.

She pricked herself a few times with silver needles, and the headache finally eased.

She touched her cheek.

Hiss~~ He gasped in pain.

It seems that the injury on the face is not serious, it is really disfigured.

Who is the "Master Leng" they mentioned just now?Is this Master Leng who asked them to tie me up?
wait, who am i?

Why can't I remember anything?
Mo Yan's head started to ache again, so she had no choice but to think about this question for now.

She observed the situation calmly.

She was wet and lying on the back seat of the car.

The two men chatted while driving, not realizing that she had woken up.

"Master Leng asked us to tie that woman up for what?"

"From Lord Leng's tone, there is deep hatred."

"So, if this woman falls into Lord Leng's hands, she will definitely end badly."

Mo Yan felt a "thump" in her heart.

So, I have enemies, I was kidnapped, and I'm on my way to die?
"I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes."

The man driving was addicted to cigarettes, so he parked the car aside and got out of the car by himself.

Another man hummed to the music in the car.

Mo Yan suddenly pushed open the car door and ran away.

If you don't run now, are you waiting to die?
The cold rain hit her, blurring her vision.

"The woman ran away, hurry up~~"

The voices of the two men came from behind, Mo Yan couldn't care less about the headache and ran desperately.

"Hey!" There was a harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground violently.

Mo Yan, who was running wildly, was washed away by the rain, so he couldn't see clearly, and almost became a ghost under the wheel.

She fell in front of a car, and her little heart almost jumped out of her chest in fright.

In the heavy rain, his clothes were soaked, and his long wet hair fell down, covering his cheeks.

The blood on his face was mixed with the rain, and his appearance was horrible.

Mo Yan tried desperately to get up and continue running, but found that her hands and feet were all scratched, her legs and feet were limp on the ground, and she couldn't get up no matter what.

Seeing the two men chasing after her, Mo Yan became anxious, but she couldn't get up.

The front door is pushed open.

A pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the rainwater, and a slender body got out of the car.

"Damn it, the female ghost came to the door in broad daylight?" Gong Zheyan held his umbrella and bowed his head slightly.

"Save me...save me..." Mo Yan grabbed Gong Zheyan's ankle.

Gong Zheyan wanted to kick her away, but was hugged tightly by her hands.

"Help me~~"

"Isn't it Pengci?"

Gong Zheyan wanted to look carefully, what's wrong with this woman.

In Mo Yan's blurred vision, the handsome face of the man in front of him gradually enlarged.

"Help me quickly~~"

She murmured, her eyes darkened, and she passed out completely...

Waking up again, Mo Yan found herself lying on a comfortable high-end European and American style bed.

"Miss, are you awake?"

A maid brought a glass of milk, "The doctor came and said that your injury was a flesh wound, nothing serious, just..."

The maid hesitated to speak.

Mo Yan curled her lips indifferently, "It's disfigured."

She touched her cheek, the wound had already been covered with gauze, it should have been treated.

However, her wound was washed by the rain and was not cleaned in time. I am afraid that scarring is inevitable.

"Miss, don't be sad, the plastic surgery technology is so advanced now, you don't have to worry about scars.

The young master is rich, as long as he is willing, helping you with plastic surgery is just a piece of cake. "

"Master?"

Mo Yan thought of the handsome man he saw before he fainted, "Who is your young master?"

"Our young master is the heir to the palace family."

"The Gong family?" Mo Yan felt a dull pain in his head as soon as he thought about it.

She doesn't know what faction the Gong family is.

"Do you know who I am?"

The maid shook her head, "I haven't seen Miss before."

Mo Yan was in a state of disappointment, so she met this young master Gong by chance, and he kindly saved her?

She couldn't think of anything, so she gave herself a few needles.

But obviously, the matter of amnesia cannot be solved by acupuncture and moxibustion.

The door was pushed open, and a tall and slender figure stepped into the room.

There was a smile on Gong Zheyan's handsome face.

The sudden reunion with Mo Yan, he was quite pleasantly surprised,

"Woman, you miss me so much, you came to find me specially?"

Mo Yan was startled.

Didn't we meet by chance?Why does he look familiar to her?

"Master Gong, I haven't recovered yet, so..."

"I know." Gong Zheyan interrupted her.

He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her small face with his big palm.

Suddenly being touched by a man on the face, Mo Yan frowned and shrank back,

"Young Master Gong, I am very grateful that you saved me, but men and women cannot kiss each other, please pay attention to your manners."

Gong Zheyan didn't care, and gently touched the gauze on Mo Yan's face with his big palm,

"Why can't a man and a woman kiss each other? You are my girlfriend, we have already slept together, why can't we kiss each other?"

When the maid heard it, it turned out that she was a woman outside the young master.

Gong Zheyan's reputation for being romantic spreads far and wide, and the servants at home have also heard of it.

But he never brought the woman home.

Mo Yan was the first.

It seemed that she was the young master's favorite woman.

"Are we boyfriend and girlfriend?" Mo Yan was confused.

"You don't remember?" Gong Zheyan noticed something was wrong with Mo Yan.

In the past, when she heard his nonsense, she would definitely jump up and beat him up.

Mo Yan was depressed, "I lost my memory."

Worst of all, I don't even remember my boyfriend.

"Amnesia?" Gong Zheyan's handsome face slowly opened an arc, "Amnesia is good~~"

Amnesia, no matter how he makes up, she will believe it.

Mo Yan, "???" Amnesia okay?How does this man talk?
Seeing Mo Yan's questioning expression, Gong Zheyan suppressed the cynicism on his face.

He cupped Mo Yan's small face with both hands, full of affection,
"Baby, don't be afraid, don't say you lost your memory, even if you are really disfigured, I will take care of you for the rest of your life."

"I'm disfigured, you still like me?" Mo Yan was slightly moved.

She's actually not particularly nervous.

It's just a scar on the face, but it's not a particularly difficult problem.

However, now is the age of looking at faces, especially this handsome and expensive man in front of him, can he not mind her being disfigured?

Anyway, she is not in the mood to talk about love now.

"Master Gong, let's talk about our affairs after I recover my memory."

Mo Yan pushed his hand away, shrunk her small body into the quilt, and put on a posture of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Gong Zheyan could see that Mo Yan was driving him out, but he had a thick skin.

He covered Mo Yan's small head with his waist, "Baby, you used to say that you loved me very much."

The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched slightly, was she so nasty before?
"Since we know each other so well, what's my name?"