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

Mo Yan leaned on the washstand, with his hands in his pockets, and one slender leg bent.

For some reason, she felt that this movement was very familiar, so she imitated it unconsciously.

"Director Gong, was this the first time you saw me last night? You never knew me before?"

Gong Mengxi wiped away her tears, fixed her makeup in the mirror, pretending to be indifferent,
"Of course. You are not the president's wife, how can I know you?"

Mo Yan actually wanted to ask this question last night.

If she was really Gong Zheyan's girlfriend, how could Gong Mengxi know of her existence for the first time?
Therefore, she had to question, "Young Master Gong said that I am his girlfriend."

Gong Mengxi immediately raised the thorns all over her body, "Stylist Su, what do you want to say?"

"I lost my memory." Mo Yan said bluntly.

Gong Mengxi was startled, she only knew that Mo Yan was disfigured, not that she had lost her memory.

Mo Yan didn't want to beat around the bush,

"I don't remember everything with Young Master Gong. Therefore, I don't plan to continue my relationship with him."

Gong Mengxi turned around in shock,
"Are you sure? Once you break up with him, you will lose a lot more than you imagined."

"Sure." Mo Yan did not hesitate.

She has no feelings for Gong Zheyan and doesn't want to delay him.

She was worried that it was because of her existence that the two lovers, Gong Zheyan and Gong Mengxi, were at odds.

"I didn't directly reject Young Master Gong because I don't remember how deep my relationship with him was before I lost my memory.

But I heard that he has many girlfriends, and I can at most be one of them.

Presumably, if I break up, he won't feel too much, right? "

"No." Gong Mengxi grabbed Mo Yan's wrist, "You are not allowed to break up."

Mo Yan was taken aback, "Don't you like him very much? I proposed to break up, but you stopped him instead?"

"Don't talk nonsense, we are brother and sister."

A look of unnaturalness flashed across Gong Mengxi's face,

"Don't worry, my brother will soon get tired of you.

He will give you a sum of money to send you off, and you don't need to break up.

Otherwise, he will lose face, and you may not be able to escape.I don't want him to get hurt either. "

Mo Yan was actually a little moved, Gong Mengxi's love for Gong Zheyan was true love.

He played with women everywhere, but she still defended him everywhere, afraid that he would be sad.

What humble love!

She doesn't want this kind of love.

But what Gong Mengxi said made sense, for these children from rich families, face was more important than anything else.

They are only allowed to dump others, and others are not allowed to dump them.

"Well, I'll wait to be broken up by him.

I just want to tell you that I won't hinder you, just pretend that I don't exist.

Believe it or not, I will keep your secrets. "

Looking at Mo Yan's leaving back, Gong Mengxi's pupils constricted for a while.

How did the disfigured girl know about her relationship with Gong Zheyan?
Can her words be trusted?Really won't leak?
The reason why Mo Yan opened the skylight to Gong Mengxi to speak honestly was because Gong Zheyan spoiled her too much today, and she was afraid that she would let him down.

Because no matter what their relationship was before, she can't accept it now, a man with many boats on his feet.

When Mo Yan came to the set, it was already lunch time.

She casually ate a bowl of noodles in a small restaurant outside, and then entered the set.

Actress Zhou Haimeng leaned back on the recliner in a big way, bossing her around,

"Hey, bring me the cup."

Mo Yan, "???"

Zhou Hai dreamed that Mo Yan was standing still, and his tone became even worse.

"You're new here? Why did the crew hire such a dull assistant to get in the way?"

"Sorry, I'm not your assistant."

Mo Yan came to the dressing table carrying the makeup case.

Zhou Hai dreamed that Mo Yan was very aggressive, unrelenting,
"Are you a new makeup artist? Do you have a cold or an infectious disease while wearing a mask? Don't infect us."

Mo Yan touched the mask, but she didn't expect that even wearing a mask would be disgusting.

She was neither humble nor overbearing, "If you are worried, you can find another stylist to come over and do the makeup. However, I was requested by your Director Huang."

"So you are the makeup artist invited by Director Huang, and you have known your name for a long time."

Mo Yan was stunned, this actress was very fierce and violent just now, is it so effective to move out Director Huang?
Zhou Haimeng is indeed a senior actor, he changed his face very quickly,
"Director Huang told you to go to Room 308 of the Rose Hotel to put on makeup for the female number one. It's very close, just walk from here, only 50 meters away."

"Okay." Mo Yan didn't think much about it.

Her mission today was to design the style of the female number one, so she didn't have any doubts about Zhou Haimeng's words.

She failed to see the mockery on Zhou Haimeng's pretty face,
"Hmph! You eat by making connections, and you don't weigh yourself. I'll teach you a lesson so that you can remember it long."

Mo Yan came to the door of Room 308 of the Rose Hotel, and was about to ring the doorbell, but found that the door was ajar.

She was surprised, and pushed open a crack in the door, "Is anyone there?"

A woman's scream came from the room,
"Ah, Director Huang, I, I... I'm a little uncomfortable. Let's not do the right thing today, okay?"

"Cai Lingqing, if I can lift you up to the clouds, I can also make you fall into hell. Do you want me to repeat this truth?"

Mo Yan heard the man's voice sound familiar.

Was it Director Huang who warmly invited her at Gong Zheyan's birthday party and seemed very amiable?

Unexpectedly, he was a sanctimonious hypocrite.

She gently opened the door, walked in, and found that there was another room in the room, which was a suite.

"Director Huang, I'm not mentally prepared, let me think about it again."

"Then do I have to reconsider the choice of female number one?"

Then came some indescribable rustling sounds.

Mo Yanchu was at the door of the inner room, not knowing whether to save the woman inside or to withdraw.

Because she couldn't judge whether the woman was really willing or not.

It sounds like she was half-hearted.

Just as he was hesitating, a deep and pleasant voice came from behind, "Who is it?"

Mo Yan was frightened by the sudden voice, turned around hastily, didn't see the person behind him clearly, jumped up and covered his mouth.

In an instant, she petrified, and her mind went blank for a moment.

How is he?

The enemy's road is narrow!It turned out to be Master Leng, the big devil?
Leng Beichen was suddenly covered by a woman, and a strong sense of familiarity came over him.

When her soft palm touched his thin lips, his strong and powerful heart trembled violently.

Leng Beichen stretched out his arms, wrapping her tightly in his arms.

Mo Yan, who was wearing a mask, stared wide-eyed.

A pervert, will you belittle her the moment you meet?
She quickly let go of his mouth, put her hands on his handsome shoulders, and pushed him up,

"Let go of me! Let go."

Leng Beichen's handsome face opened a charming arc,

"Madam, don't make trouble, you are finally back. Where have you been these days? You can't be so willful in the future. "

As he spoke, his handsome face came closer.

The masculine and lingering breath sprayed towards his face.

Mo Yan was dumbfounded.

What the hell?The big devil wanted to belittle her, so he asked her to be his wife?