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

The candlelight dinner was warmer than Mo Yan imagined, and more romantic than watching TV.

She was surrounded by flowers, music, and food, and Leng Beichen took good care of her.

But Mo Yan was afraid that she would reveal her secrets, so she said "um" and "okay" throughout the whole process, and didn't speak if she could.

Even though Leng Beichen was blinded by love, he couldn't help comparing her with the past.

In the past, Mo Yan opened his mouth to hate him, mocking him, hiding needles in his mouth.

The current Mo Yan is as docile as a lamb.

Even if she suffers from depression, it is impossible for a person to change so much in less than a month.

He began to probe,
"Honey, let's play the game we played at our first candlelight dinner."

"Okay." Mo Yan smiled like a flower on the surface, but she was silently worried in her heart.

She doesn't know what the game is at all, what should she do if she can't play it?
A trace of complicated emotions flashed in Leng Beichen's eyes, "Do you still remember how to play?"

"..." Mo Yan felt a burst of dry mouth.

If she answered that she didn't remember, would it arouse his suspicion?
She picked up the goblet and took a sip of red wine to delay the time.

"cough~cough~"

Choked up by the red wine, she had an idea, "Chen, I'll go to the bathroom."

Mo Yan went into the bathroom, dialed He Qiushan's number directly,

"Miss He, I'm Huadie. Do you know what games Mrs. Leng and Mr. Leng played during their first candlelight dinner?"

He Qiushan on the other end of the phone looked confused, "Why are you asking this?"

Mo Yan closed her eyes angrily.

If she asked too urgently, people would naturally be surprised by her weird questions.

"Mr. Leng invited Mrs. Leng to have a candlelight dinner. Isn't Mrs. Leng suffering from depression? I'm afraid that I will be left out, so let me find a way to warm up the scene."

"Huh? Are you a light bulb? I haven't heard of any games they played before.

However, Mo Yan mentioned it several times, despite Mr. Leng's usual coldness, being romantic is unbearable.

He likes to feed her chocolate with his mouth. "

"..." Mo Yan's face was slightly hot.

That is to kiss?Really been waiting.

She returned to her seat, her burning eyes unconsciously fell on Leng Beichen's sexy thin lips.

Imagine, his cold and thin lips are holding chocolate and sending it to her lips,

She made a "puchi", and a dimple suddenly appeared.

This man is so warm!so cute!

Leng Beichen, "..."

She was smiling and happy all night, so how could she have any symptoms of depression?

There are more and more doubts.

"Baby, what are you laughing at?"

"I think you are so cute." Mo Yan blurted out.

The corners of Leng Beichen's mouth curled up slightly stiff, and the bottom of his eyes was quickly covered with a layer of frost.

cute?

Isn't this word only used by flowers and butterflies on him?
How could Mo Yan call him cute?
Huadie usually wears a mask, just looking at her eyes, she looks very similar to Mo Yan.

But the part of her covered by the mask does not know what she looks like.

And their bodies are almost identical.

Leng Beichen continued to test, "Honey, take off the mask, I want to see you."

Mo Yan was startled.

After taking off the mask, he will find out that she is a counterfeit, so why don't he chop her up?
If he refuses directly, he will be suspicious, right?
Mo Yan pursed her mouth, "Chen, do you dislike me too?"

"I suffered from depression, and others thought I was crazy.

I have self-knowledge that I am not good enough for you. "

She stood up with a "bass",

"Since this is the case, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, let's break up.

In the future, the road will return to the road, and the bridge will return to the bridge. They have nothing to do with each other. "

Leng Beichen had no choice but to hold her back,

"I don't dislike you, mere depression, can it be rare for you, a miracle doctor who can bring the dead back to life?"

Mo Yan, "..." Are you just bragging?

Can Mrs. Leng's medical skills bring the dead back to life?
She didn't know that her behavior just now looked like she was becoming angry from embarrassment that her evil deeds were about to be exposed.

Not only did it not dispel Leng Beichen's doubts, it even aggravated his doubts.

"I was seriously ill when I was a teenager, and even the expert team invited from abroad concluded that I would not survive the next day.

In the end, it was your wonderful hand that rejuvenated me and rescued me from the gate of hell. "

"..." Mo Yan opened her small mouth slightly in surprise.

Mrs. Leng is already a very powerful miracle doctor at a young age?

She didn't know that this was Leng Beichen's deliberate attempt.

Mo Yan saved Su Haoran back then, not Leng Beichen at all.

"Oh! I won't mention the past, my medical skills are useless for depression." She casually perfunctory.

Leng Beichen, "..." Is she really not Mo Yan?

Is it a butterfly in disguise?
His temples jumped up "chug chug", how could he mistake Huadie for Mo Yan?

But on the stage last night, Mo Yan was definitely the one who scattered the flowers.

Even if her appearance can be faked, her smell cannot be faked.

Leng Beichen stood still and clapped his hands.

The waiter immediately pushed out a box of exquisite handmade custom love chocolates.

Then it's time for romantic kisses and chocolates.

Mo Yan's little heart was pounding like a deer, looking forward to it.

Leng Beichen twirled a piece of chocolate lightly with his slender fingers, and handed it to Mo Yan's lips, "This time, you feed me."

Mo Yan, "..." Want her to take the initiative?
It's okay, who made her like him.

She opened her mouth slightly and took the chocolate in his hand.

With a stroke of the tip of her tongue, she accidentally touched his fingertips, and the little face under the mask blushed.

Leng Beichen retracted the hand that was shocked by her, but his mood kept sinking.

This woman with ulterior motives still flirts with him on purpose?

The most terrible thing was not that she was a fake, but that he had a strong feeling for fakes.

Mo Yan held the chocolate in her mouth, and for a moment didn't know how to feed it.

She and Leng Beichen sat facing each other, he was taller than she was shorter.

Mo Yan stood up and leaned forward with her small body.

But it was embarrassing to find that he was sitting upright, and she couldn't reach him at all.

Mo Yan simply walked around the table, stood beside Leng Beichen, and bent down.

Her light white jade fingers gently pinched Leng Beichen's delicate jaw, slightly lifting his handsome face.

The next moment, her little face boldly leaned forward.

Eyes facing each other, breathing intertwined.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and the heartbeat is like a galloping horse.

Just when the chocolate was about to touch Leng Beichen's thin lips, his handsome face suddenly turned to the side, and he broke away from Mo Yan's hand.

Mo Yan wasted no time, looking at Leng Beichen's strange expression in astonishment.

His fair and flawless handsome face was blushing, but his thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and the corners of his mouth were pressed down.

Mo Yan panicked, she was fine, why is he suddenly unhappy?

She had no choice but to put the chocolate into her mouth, swallow it,

"Leng...Mr. Leng, how about we change the game?"

Accidentally, her tone changed back to Huadie.

"Hua Die, it really is you."

Leng Beichen grabbed her slender wrist, "Why are you pretending to be Mo Yan?"

Mo Yan's head exploded with a "boom", after all, the truth was revealed.

"Tell me, what did you do to Mo Yan?"

Leng Beichen's big palm gripping her wrist suddenly exerted force.

Mo Yan wrinkled her face in pain, "It hurts, let go, your bones are going to shatter."

"If you don't tell me, I'll break all your bones."

Leng Beichen's voice was full of threats, without any sympathy.

Mo Yan's eyes overflowed with pain, her wrist hurt, and her heart hurt even more.

All the tenderness he had just now was only for Mrs. Leng, and none of it was for her.

This is the first time she has tasted sadness after losing her memory.

The apex of the heart seemed to be eaten by countless ants, and the soreness spread to all directions and spread to the whole body.

It turns out that love is really bitter.

"Leng Beichen, why are you so fierce? You are sincere to Mrs. Leng, but she doesn't really like you at all."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are not allowed to slander her."

Not only did Leng Beichen not let go of her, but the strength in his hands increased, causing Mo Yan to grin her teeth in pain.

"She approached you to implant a chip in you and plot against you. Are you so stupid that you love her so much? Wake up!"

"nonsense!"

Leng Beichen's black eyes were scarlet,
"What did you do to her? Take me to see her right away."