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

Mo Yan giggled and stood up, patted Mo Xiaodie's shoulder with her small hand, and the extremely thin silver needles on her fingertips were already moving silently.

"Sister, you have broken your heart for my sister, and you are too angry. Please sit down and rest quickly, or your temper will become even more irritable."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I have always had a good temper."

Mo Xiaodie took her seat, but the expression on her face couldn't hide her contempt.

If it wasn't for Su Haoran's presence, would she be able to scold the ugly little fool so tactfully?

"Young Master Su, don't be fooled by my sister's docile appearance, she is..." Ugly?

Mo Xiaodie frowned, why did her voice suddenly disappear?

She opened her mouth, touched her upper and lower lips, and kept talking, her face was flushed, but she couldn't utter a word.

She panicked, what the hell?
"Ah!" Mo Yan pretended to be surprised, "Sister, have you been too hostile recently, haunted by sneaks?"

Mo Xiaodie stared angrily, she didn't believe in ghosts, but what happened?Why can't I speak?

"Would you like to drink a few sips of water to moisten your throat?"

Mo Yan handed over the water glass and patted her on the back seemingly inadvertently.

Mo Xiaodie's hand holding the water cup trembled suddenly, as if someone had scratched her heart, itching and numb.

"Sister, your complexion is not right, why is it so pale, there is no blood at all, as if the heart is gone, can't it be a ghost grabbing the heart?"

Mo Yan shrank to the side in "fear", not daring to approach, as if she really saw a ghost before her eyes.

Mo Xiaodie's eyes widened in horror, what a ghost?

It was as if her heart had been captured.

Is there really a ghost?

Mo Xiaodie's face turned pale, her lips faded, her hand holding the water glass trembled, and she slumped powerlessly on the chair, even feeling like she was about to lose control.

"Pfft!" Mo Yan saw that Mo Xiaodie was almost frightened,
"Sister, I'm just joking with you. My sister is afraid that you will be overworked, so she pricked your dumb acupoint just now to save you some effort."

Su Haoran puffed up his palms, "That's great, when did you prick the dumb acupoint just now? Nobody knows."

Seeing Mo Xiaodie's embarrassment, he felt strange,
"Miss Mo, your sister has already given you a question, and you also showed your hand and solved the dumb point."

Mo Xiaodie wanted to cry but had no tears, how did she know anything about acupuncture?I don't even know acupuncture points.

She stared at Mo Yan with big eyes, and kept poking her own throat to let her release the acupuncture point.

Mo Yan pretended not to understand what she meant, stood up,

"Master Su, my boss is still over there, let's talk next time."

She took two steps, looked back with a playful smile,
"Oh, by the way, the dumb acupoint will be released automatically after an hour. But you pretend to understand if you don't understand, it's quite embarrassing."

Mo Xiaodie was furious, but she couldn't do it in front of Su Haoran, and watched Mo Yan leave.

After teasing Mo Xiaodie, Mo Yan felt refreshed and continued to go to the bathroom.

From a distance, you can see the bustle next to the bathroom in front of you.

Many female customers surrounded a tall and unruly figure, chattering and chattering endlessly.

A man as handsome as a god stands out among a group of women, exuding an aura that surpasses everyone, like a king looking down on the world.

"Leng Beichen? What is he doing? Could it be that he fell in love with some girl again and went to the women's bathroom to pick up girls?"

Mo Yan secretly cast aside in her heart, scumbag!
"What are you talking about, making the atmosphere so lively?"

Curiosity drove her to get closer and listen. Has the scumbag become a woman's friend?
The female customers have pink bubbles in their eyes,

"Sir, you are so considerate. You actually waited for your girlfriend outside the women's bathroom. How long has she been in?"

Leng Beichen didn't expect that he would be ambushed from all sides after standing outside the bathroom for a while.

Despite his sullen handsome face and icy coldness, the female customers swarmed around him like butterflies.

He raised his wrist to look at his watch, his brows furrowed into a ball, under his cold appearance, there seemed to be anxiety mixed in,

"She has been in for more than half an hour."

Seeing that Mo Yan didn't come back for a long time, he was worried about what happened to her, and he almost wanted to kick out the people in the women's bathroom just now, so that he could go in and check.

When he came to the door, he realized that the women's bathroom was very popular, and he couldn't get in no matter what.

He took out a wad of cash and didn't even count it.
"Who will help me in and find my woman? The money is my reward."

"I, I go!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Mo Yan rushed in and took out the money in his hand and put it into her small bag.

He has a lot of money and is stupid, so she doesn't want it for nothing.

She patted the small bag that was bulging with cash, and the corners of her mouth raised a touch of playfulness,
"Mr. Leng, what does your girlfriend look like?"

Leng Beichen was slightly taken aback. More than half an hour had passed, and she had been outside the whole time, and she hadn't entered the bathroom?

He is still stupid, worried about her?

Leng Beichen suddenly felt that since meeting this woman, his IQ has plummeted.
He suppressed the anger in his heart, and his deep and deep voice showed that he was about to get angry,
"Look in the mirror and you'll know what my woman looks like."

"Okay, I just want to go to make things easier and come out to report the results of the search to you."

Mo Yan entered the women's bathroom carelessly.

For the dinner that followed, Leng Beichen had a dull meal and ended the couple's dinner early.

On the way back, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and the air was so cold that it seemed to condense.

Leng Beichen slightly closed his eyelids, turned his head to the car window, and didn't say a word, his handsome face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water.

Mo Yan glanced at him silently, is he angry?