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

"Just after the annual meeting, Gong Zheyan couldn't wait to take you to see Mr. Gong? It seems that you have a very close relationship."

Cold north morning acid does not slip autumn.

He finally understood why Gong Zheyan never left Mo Yan after her disfigurement.

Gong Zheyan brought a woman to meet Mr. Gong, which meant that he planned to choose Mo Yan as the young mistress of the Gong family.

A man who never knew where he was going, actually wanted to put his home on Mo Yan?
In less than a month, their relationship has developed rapidly?
The more I think about it, the more irritable I become.

Leng Beichen's face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, his brows were knit into a ball,
"What kind of relationship do you have with Gong Zheyan?"

"He's my ex-boyfriend, and it's not like you don't know it."

The relationship between Mo Yan and Gong Zheyan was made public at Gong Zheyan's birthday party, and Leng Beichen was there at that time.

So Mo Yan didn't bother to explain, "I'll go to him first to settle the relationship, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

She walked out without waiting for Leng Beichen's response, and suddenly, her hands tightened.

Leng Beichen held her slender wrist with his slender and beautiful big palm.

According to his habit, he would forcefully pull the woman to his side.

But this time, in order not to anger Mo Yan, he forcibly endured it.

Mo Yan turned around, "Mr. Leng, although I am pretending to be a couple with you, I still fulfill the contract very seriously.

So I'm going to break up with my ex-boyfriend first, and then stay with you.Why are you still stopping me? "

Leng Beichen's black eyes darkened,
"Are you sure you can break up with him completely? Have you been together before?"

Mo Yan thought about it, and according to her own judgment, there was no intimate relationship between her and Gong Zheyan even before she lost her memory.

"Probably not, anyway, he just kissed me later..."

"He kissed you?"

Leng Beichen's jawline immediately tightened, and his whole body released a chilling air.

"Kiss the forehead." Mo Yan's eyes flashed with brilliance, "Are you jealous?"

Chen Yuhuan patted his thigh, "Isn't it?"

Leng Beichen flicked a cold light over, preventing Chen Yuhuan from continuing to leak the truth.

"I want to understand my partner clearly, have a question?"

"Okay, you wait for my good news." Mo Yan left.

Chen Yuhuan wiped the sweat from his forehead,

"Young master, I don't understand. Why does young mistress pretend to be a butterfly? She also pretends that she doesn't know the past at all."

Leng Beichen pinched the center of his eyebrows with his slender fingers.

I was very happy to find Mo Yan, but Mo Yan's strange behavior was disturbing,

"Maybe the disfigurement hit her hard, and she deliberately avoided mentioning the past."

"Young Mistress never minds her looks."

Chen Yuhuan remembered that she used to deliberately paint large dark spots on her face, which was even uglier than now.

"After all, it used to be fake and ugly, but now it is really disfigured.

Women's hearts, sea needles, we can't understand their strange thoughts. "

Chen Yuhuan also thought about it, "What the young master said is that a woman's heart is harder to understand than the mystery of the pyramid."

"There is also a possibility that she has lost her memory. If she loses her memory, all the mysteries will be explained."

"My lord, this possibility is very high.

If the young mistress didn't remember us and didn't know her true identity, she wouldn't know how to come to us, so she's been missing for so long. "

Leng Beichen figured out his doubts and was in a good mood.
"Go and investigate immediately. Mo Yan's medical treatment after being kidnapped should be investigated from Gong Zheyan's personal doctor."

"Yes, young master." Chen Yuhuan left excitedly.

Leng Beichen himself drove to the hotel where the Gong Group held the dinner.

After each annual meeting of the Gong Group, there will be a grand dinner.

Leng Beichen was also one of the important guests they invited.

"I'd like to see how Mo Yan will break up with Gong Zheyan in front of many relatives and friends of the Gong family?"

When it comes to breaking up, Mo Yan is actually helpless, not as relaxed as she appears on the surface.

She rushed back to the TWEFACE styling center.

Although it is a big night, the TWEFACE styling center is brightly lit today, and all the stylists are working overtime.

Because the family members of the Gong family and many famous ladies in Tiancheng have to attend the dinner party and need to do styling.

As soon as Mo Yan stepped into the lobby, she heard a few wives who were sitting on the sofa waiting for arrangements to make requests to the front desk.

"I heard that you have a very powerful chief stylist here, why don't you see her come out?"

"Yes, we want to see how powerful she is."

Mo Yan was anxious to discuss with Gong Mengxi about seeing Mr. Gong, so she pretended not to hear and hurried inside.

I don't know which stylist shouted,
"Chief Su, you are here. Many wives and ladies have said they want you to do the styling."

"..." Mo Yan was extremely embarrassed.

She was about to refuse first, when several wives surrounded her.

They looked her up and down with very critical eyes,
"You are the legendary chief stylist? Not like that.

Mask off, let's see your makeup level. "

Mo Yan, "I have no makeup."

"No makeup?"

The wives are not happy,

"Madam Gong, is she laughing at us for having bad eyesight? How can plain skin have such white and translucent skin?"

Mrs. Gong is Gong Zheyan's mother.

In order to maintain a good relationship between the Gong family and other families, she deliberately got close to wealthy and well-known wives in Tiancheng over the years.

The TWEFACE modeling center is the property of the Gong family, if these wives are not happy, then her usual efforts will be in vain.

Madam Gong frowned, looking at Mo Yan dissatisfiedly,

"Didn't you just ask you to take off the mask? How difficult can it be? Take it off for me."

As soon as Mo Yan was asked to take off her mask, many stylists gathered around and made noises.

"Chief Su, just take off your mask and let us see.

You wear a mask every day, we don't know you anymore. "

"Is it shameful? Too ugly?"

I don't know who hit the nail on the head and poked Mo Yan's spine.

When it comes to appearance, Mo Yan has never been afraid of being laughed at.

What's more, Leng Beichen has already seen her face, so she doesn't care what other people think of her.

But she felt uncomfortable when she was forced to take off the mask in full view.

"Sorry, I have the freedom to wear a mask, please respect my personal wishes."

Mrs. Gong is impatient.
"You are a migrant worker, what freedom do you want? I order you as Mrs. Gong, take off your mask immediately."

Mo Yan, "..." Why do these rich people like to overwhelm others with power?
Her stubborn temper came up, "Mrs. Gong, please don't force others to be difficult."

Being contradicted by a staff member in front of many wives, Mrs. Gong suddenly felt that she lost face, and she couldn't step down.

Mrs. Gong became angry from embarrassment,
"You work in our styling center, and you can do whatever the boss says.

As the boss' mother, I am not even qualified to order you to take off your mask? "

"Sorry, Mrs. Gong, I'm sorry."

Mo Yan's backbone was inspired by a group of unreasonable rich women.

"You... are you still fighting against me?"

Mrs. Gong was so angry that her face was livid, "Come here, fire this woman immediately."