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

The content of Leng Beichen's information is:
【Baby, do you like the present very much?I hope to have a single-minded you.wait me back. 】

Leng Beichen suddenly sent such a gentle and loving message, Mo Yan didn't know how to reply for a while,

"Is he trying to reconcile with me?"

"Sure, maybe Mr. Leng is really too busy these days and left you out in the cold, so he gave you a gift to show his love.

Let me just say, you can't compare Mr. Leng with ordinary men. "

Mo Yan did not rush to reply, as there were still many doubts in her heart that had not been resolved.

He left suddenly that night and went on a business trip the next day. He didn't contact her during the business trip. Even if they got in touch now, he didn't intend to explain.

All of his behavior is so abnormal.

She didn't want Leng Beichen to wave to her, a gift or a sweet word, and she could pretend nothing happened.

"Hua Die, there is a customer who wants to get rid of scars." The nurse outside shouted.

Since Mo Yan combined acupuncture and laser scar removal technology, the effect of scar removal is doubled and the speed is faster, which has been well received.

Many customers came here especially for the name, and the plastic surgery hospital performed a lot more scar removal operations than usual.

"Hey, here we come."

Mo Yan put on a mask and entered the laser room, frowning suddenly.

For the scar removal clients, the scar area on the arm is very large, which seems to be caused by not following the regular method of tattoo removal.

With such a large tattoo on his arm, could it be that he is a gangster?
Mo Yan's doubts flashed in his mind.

But out of respect for the guests, she didn't ask any more questions, and stepped forward bravely,
"Please sit down and let me see the scar."

Mo Yan lowered her head and was about to examine the client's scar carefully when suddenly her face turned cold.

Her mask was ripped off by the man.

In the next second, there was a "click", and the man took a photo of her face with his mobile phone.

Mo Yan's small face was tense, and she was vigilant, "What are you filming me for?"

"It's nothing, look at what you look like, you are still a big beauty."

The evil man sent her photo, "I suddenly don't want to get rid of the scar, please~~"

Mo Yan looked at the leaving man in bewilderment, her eyelids twitched a few times.

A bad premonition hit my heart.

Not long after, she received an anonymous message:
[Want to know where Leng Beichen is? In Room 808, he is having a crush on a woman. 】

A photo is also attached to the message.

Mo Yan's head exploded with a "boom" when he saw the word "Sales. Soul",

"Jingshan Hotel?"

In the photo, the signboard of Jingshan Hotel is very eye-catching.

Although there was only Leng Beichen's back in the photo, it was enough for Mo Yan to confirm that it was him.

"Didn't you say you were on a business trip? The photos might be synthetic, but why did they lie to me?"

Mo Yan was disturbed by this anonymous message, so she simply sent a WeChat message to Leng Beichen:

【where are you now? 】

After waiting for a long time, Leng Beichen replied: 【Business trip abroad. 】

Mo Yan dialed the phone, but was hung up.

She had no choice but to send another WeChat: [I want to call. 】

Leng Beichen: [Inconvenient. 】

"Inconvenient? Why?" Mo Yan bit her lower lip tightly with fine teeth.

Her intuition told her that Leng Beichen was hiding something.

While talking about giving her a gift and asking her to wait for him, he didn't say anything, didn't explain, and even refused to communicate.

How can she believe it unconditionally?

Mo Yan decided to go to the Jingshan Hotel in person, seeing is believing.

She didn't know that Leng Beichen was gritting his teeth and reluctantly changing his medicine.

The heart is injured, the wound is deep, and the dressing needs to be changed once. If ordinary people don't use the pain relief pump, they can't stand the pain at all.

But because Leng Beichen's brain had been injured, in order not to be affected by the painkillers, he insisted on not using the painkiller pump, endured the pain forcefully, and forcibly changed the medicine.

He was dripping with cold sweat from the pain, and the muscles all over his body were tense like a stone.

At that time, there was no way to talk on the phone.

So, he had to hang up Mo Yan's call...

Mo Yan finished work ahead of schedule and headed to Jingshan Hotel in a hurry.

Arriving at Room 808, Mo Yan rang the doorbell with a feeling of apprehension.

The door opened, and an old face with a smirk appeared in front of her.

Mo Yan was taken aback, she was fooled!

Although she had never seen this person before, her intuition told her that he was not a kind person.

Did he trick her here on purpose?
She suddenly realized that the tattooed man who came to the plastic surgery hospital today to have his scar removed must have been sent by this old man to investigate her reality.

"Sorry, knocked on the wrong door."

Mo Yan ran away, but was dragged into the room by the old man.

"Who are you? I don't know you, why did you lie to me?"

Mo Yan took out a self-defense dagger and pointed it at the old man.

The old man is Leng Guangji.

With a low smile, he approached Mo Yan step by step,

"Mo Yan, you sent me to prison again and again, and now you still pretend you don't know me, Leng Guangji?"

Mo Yan's heart trembled, is he the "Master Leng" Leng Guangji who wanted to kill her and arrest her?

No no, Leng Guangji doesn't seem to know that there is a person like her Huadie.

To be precise, the one Leng Guangji wanted to kill and arrest was Young Master Leng's wife, Mo Yan, not her.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Yan fully understood.

At the beginning, she was suddenly kidnapped by two men, who said that Lord Leng wanted to kill her because they mistakenly took her as Mrs. Leng and kidnapped her.

"You got the wrong person."

Mo Yan clenched the dagger in both hands and pointed at Leng Guangji, stepping back step by step,

"I'm Huadie, not Mrs. Leng."

Leng Guangji sneered, "You think I'm blind? Even if you turn into ashes, I can still recognize you."

"I... I'm really not, I just happen to look alike.

I have done makeup and plastic surgery myself, and I look like a beautiful woman, nothing strange. "

Mo Yan couldn't explain it, so in desperation she had no choice but to say that she had plastic surgery.

Leng Guangji opened the drawer of the hotel table, took out a handful of black things, and slammed it on the coffee table with a "snap".

Mo Yan's breath tightened, and her heart trembled with fear.

He has a gun, and she only has this small dagger, which can't protect herself at all.

Leng Guangji leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, and played with a pistol in his hand,

"It doesn't matter if you are Mo Yan or Hua Die.

As long as you do things for me, the grievances between you and me will be wiped out. "

Mo Yan's starry eyes narrowed slightly, what he asked her to do must not be a good thing.

But isn't he powerful?Still need her to do things for him?
"what's up?"

"Investigate the real situation of Leng Beichen."

"Leng Beichen is on a business trip abroad, isn't that known to everyone?" Mo Yan went in without knowing it.

She didn't know that Leng Beichen hadn't shown up for a week, and there were already rumors and opinions out there.

Leng Group officials responded that he went abroad, rumors that he was detained by a certain organization, and some people said that he was about to die of illness.

All in all.

And Leng Guangji has been eyeing the Leng Group.

If Leng Beichen was really detained by a certain organization, or died of illness, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him to seek power and usurp the throne.

Therefore, he needs to understand Leng Beichen's current situation more urgently than Leng Beichen's other enemies.

"Women are naive. He said that being abroad is foreign?

He even lied to you, do you think he really treats you as his own? "

Mo Yan could hear that Leng Guangji was deliberately sowing discord,
"I have already broken up with him, and I don't expect him to treat me as his own."

Leng Guangji took out a 500 million check and threw it on the coffee table.

"There are two paths for you to choose, find out Leng Beichen's current situation, and the money will be yours.

Reject me, you can't get out of this door today. "

Mo Yan bit her lower lip tightly with fine white teeth.

No amount of money can buy her to betray Leng Beichen.

But, she has to live first.

The hero doesn't want to suffer the loss in front of him, so he just pretends to surrender, agrees to him, and then escapes safely?
The old fox Leng Guangji seemed to see right through her.

"Don't worry, if you dare to make small moves, I will immediately send the evidence of your dealings with the ISIR organization to Leng Beichen.

Even if I don't kill you then, Leng Beichen won't tolerate you. "

As he spoke, he threw a stack of photos onto the coffee table.

Mo Yan moved closer to the photo, her pupils shrinking slightly.

In the photo, she and Bai Qianmo were talking at the dinner table.

No, the one in the photo is not her, but Mrs. Leng, the real Mo Yan.

"Mrs. Leng did these things, what does it have to do with me?" Mo Yan was lucky.

But after she finished speaking, she knew that she was naive, and she had no reason at all with the big devil.

"I say you are Mo Yan, you are Mo Yan, tell me, which way do you choose?"

……

When Mo Yan walked out of the Jingshan Hotel, her legs were trembling involuntarily.

She dialed Leng Beichen's phone number.

This time, Leng Beichen didn't hang up her phone.

After the call was connected, Mo Yan forced a smile on his face,
"Chen, I miss you, can you make a video?"