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

The smile on the corner of He Qiushan's mouth froze.

Su Haoran actually wanted to send flowers to Butterfly instead of her.

In his eyes, is there really no her at all?
She felt that she was humiliating herself if she stayed any longer, so she hurriedly walked aside.

"Qiu Shan." Su Haoran called to stop her.

He Qiushan stopped in her tracks, not knowing whether she was surprised or pleased.

Su Haoran actually called her by her name, it seemed very unreasonable to call her "Miss He" before.

Did his conscience find out?

Su Haoran didn't make her happy for too long, he made up for it in time,

"You're going in the wrong direction, isn't your car parked here?"

"..." The anger in He Qiushan's chest was boiling instantly, "I'm drinking too, so I won't drive."

"Qiu Shan." Su Haoran called her again.

He Qiushan turned around angrily, her tone was very irritable,
"Master Su, please finish your sentence at once, don't squeeze the toothpaste."

Su Haoran came towards her with flowers in his hands, as if he wanted to give them to her.

He Qiushan shook her head, forcefully reminding herself not to be fooled by him again.

Su Haoran stuffed the flower into her hand.

The corner of He Qiushan's mouth twitched, ecstasy replaced anger once again.

All the flowers are in her hands, there will be no false ones, this flower was really given to her by Su Haoran.

"I'd better give this flower to you. After I get more familiar with Huadie, I will give her flowers."

"..."

He Qiushan felt like she was in an ice cellar.

Did she become a trash can, or a recycling bin?
Looking at the man who was clearly close at hand but felt far away in the sky, she suddenly had the idea of ​​giving up.

If you want to give up on him, you can have 1 reasons.

He Qiushan was confused.

She went back to her car, and clicked on Mo Yan's wechat avatar.

She, who has always been strong, rolled down tears of grievance.

She knew that Mo Yan's cell phone had been turned off all the time, so she must have lost it when she was kidnapped.

But she really wanted to talk to her again.

Knowing that Mo Yan could not receive the messages, He Qiushan still sent a lot of messages to her WeChat,

【Mo Yan, I am completely defeated.My kindness to him is no match for a butterfly whom I have only known for two days. 】

【Mo Yan, do you think I should stop insisting?Barely not happy, not to mention I can't force him. 】

[It's not right that he and I are not in the same household, and it's my wishful thinking, or just forget it? 】

……

After He Qiushan complained about Mo Yan's silent WeChat, her depressed and uncomfortable mood improved slightly.

Seeing that she was almost awake from the alcohol, she was about to start the car.

There is a WeChat notification on the mobile phone.

She clicked on it, and was very pleasantly surprised, Mo Yan actually replied!

[If you want to win a man's heart, just follow my arrangement. 】

He Qiushan's beautiful eyebrows were twitched, something was wrong, it was not like Mo Yan's tone.

She heard from Su Haoran that the kidnapper was already dead, so the other party should not be the kidnapper.

She quickly sent it, [Who are you? 】

【It doesn't matter who I am, I will arrange for you to sleep with him. 】

He Qiushan, "..." Is this person sick?

She wouldn't be so mean.

If she had such a crooked idea, she would have succeeded long ago.

After all, Su Haoran is a simple person and doesn't defend against others. If he intends to attack him, it's not difficult.

"Wait, I just complained about Mo Yan's WeChat for a long time, but I didn't mention Su Haoran's name. Is this person purely a prank?"

She sent a tentative message to WeChat again, 【You don't even know who the man I want is, how can I arrange it? 】

The other party replied: [Su Haoran. 】

He Qiushan gasped, how did he know?

I vaguely feel that the other party knows them well, who could it be?

He Qiushan threw the phone aside and ignored the other party.

She is going to meet flowers and butterflies tonight...

07:30 in the evening.

Mo Yan arrived at the gate of Tiancheng University Gymnasium on time.

Azhe's fans flocked to the event holding glow sticks, and many fans held glowing posters, poster stands and so on.

In order not to block the way, Mo Yan moved aside.

She was not tall, so she could only look around in the bustling crowd, but she didn't see Su Haoran's shadow.

Half an hour later, most of the fans had entered the venue, and the concert had already begun.

Su Haoran still didn't show up.

Mo Yan was about to make a call when a slender boy in a peaked cap walked up to her,

"Butterfly?"

The voice is a little crisp?

Mo Yan put down her phone, curled her lips,
"I'm Huadie, did Young Master Su ask you to come to me?"

She quietly looked at the "boy" who was half a head taller than her in front of her.

The "boy" is wearing a mask, so he can't see clearly, but his exposed eyes are very beautiful, with deep and natural double eyelids.

However, the "boy"'s eyes hide hostility and contempt towards her.

He Qiushan is also looking at the butterfly who is also wearing a mask.

She couldn't see the face of Hua Die clearly, but inexplicably, she felt that she found Mo Yan's shadow in Hua Die's body.

She suddenly realized, no wonder Su Haoran fell in love with Huadie at first sight.

"Eldest Young Master Su asked me to tell you that he can't come because he wants to spend his girlfriend's birthday with him."

"That's it." Mo Yan was very calm.

She rummaged in her bag, found the Armani lipstick that her colleague gave her today, and handed it to the "boy".
"Happy birthday to you! I didn't specially prepare a birthday present, I hope you don't dislike it."

He Qiushan, "..." She disguised herself as a man and was seen through so quickly?

Mo Yan knew that she guessed correctly, this "boy" should be Su Haoran's girlfriend.

"I have nothing to do with First Young Master Su, we just met by chance.

Today, because I was stared at by a man, I had to use Young Master Su as a shield, there is no other meaning.

Sorry if this troubled you. "

Mo Yan said, bowing to the "boy" very sincerely.

She never thought of being a third party meddling in other people's feelings.

By accident, he actually has a good impression of Su Haoran.

She blamed herself deeply for this.

He Qiushan pulled off her peaked cap and mask, and her long seaweed-like hair fell down.

Blown by the night wind, her long hair fluttered, charming and charming.

"How do you know I'm his girlfriend?"

Mo Yan smiled "hee hee",
"You are so beautiful and have a good figure. You and First Young Master Su are a perfect match."

"My friend said the same thing." He Qiushan's resentment towards Huadie was gone.

She was surprised that Huadie was courteous and courteous to people, not the kind of woman she imagined to discharge men.

"You call him baby because you use him as a shield?"

Mo Yan sighed.

"Forget it, being entangled by a man who is scary, annoying, and wants to be strangled to death.

It just so happens that Young Master Su's conditions are very good, so I wanted to use him as a shield. "

Mo Yan gritted her teeth as she spoke, as if Leng Beichen was right in front of her and her two hands were pinching his neck.

"Isn't it because I was entangled by young and Dangerous boys? That would be troublesome. There is no reason to talk to this kind of person."

He Qiushan listened to her description, and what came to mind was the image of a young and Dangerous boy with yellow hair.

"It's more annoying than Young and Dangerous. He was lying in front of my house last night, and he couldn't even drive him away."

"And this kind of person has a really thick skin."

Mo Yan felt that he and He Qiushan hit it off very well, "Go to celebrate your birthday soon, and we will keep in touch in the future."

"How about I accompany you to the concert?"

"Isn't it good to delay the world between you and Young Master Su?"

"What is a man? Let's play together."

The two women happily entered the arena to watch the concert.

They didn't notice that a limited edition luxury car was parked not far from the arena.

Two men who were swallowing clouds and mist were staring at their figures with dark eyes...