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

Mo Yan suddenly realized.

No wonder when she returned to the bedroom yesterday, she fell into a drowsy sleep before it was dark.

When she woke up in the morning, she still felt a little tired. She thought it was a normal phenomenon of early pregnancy.

She hastily pressed the switch of the electronic aroma diffuser and opened the window for ventilation.

Fortunately, Leng Beichen's bedroom was big enough, and inhaling a small amount of aromatherapy didn't have much effect on the fetus.

"Did he do it?" Mo Yan didn't think so.

If Leng Beichen wanted her to have an abortion, he would directly ask for it and would not resort to despicable methods.

Who would want to harm her then?
The maid pushed the door open and entered, "Young Mistress, the Master specially ordered the kitchen to make top-quality blood swallows, which are good for the baby."

Mo Yan took the bowl and took a sip, "It tastes really good."

Suddenly, her complexion changed, her smell was wrong.

Her taste buds are extremely sensitive.

In addition to the smooth and sweet taste of the blood swallow, she actually tasted a subtle bitterness.

Could it be that there is something tricky in the blood swallow?
This tastes a lot like a concentrated extract of motherwort.

Motherwort has the effects of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, regulating menstruation and relieving pain, but it is contraindicated for pregnant women, as it can easily lead to miscarriage.

Mo Yan wouldn't be so vigilant if it wasn't for the matter of abortion aromatherapy.

She sneered inwardly.

I have underestimated her, she knows the properties of traditional Chinese medicine like the back of my hand, this little trick will not hurt her baby.

Mo Yan pretended to be a little hot, and blew hot air on the spoon, seemingly asking casually,

"The taste of this blood swallow is so good, what seasoning did you use?"

"Young mistress is really smart. Before the young master left, he specifically told the kitchen to add ingredients to the young mistress."

Mo Yan, "..." Was it really Leng Beichen who did it?

He is an upright man, as for dealing with her secretly?
Mo Yan suppressed the anger that was about to burst out of his heart,

"Did the young master say anything else?"

The maid thought for a while, "The young master told us to take good care of the young mistress and pay close attention to her at all times. If there is any abdominal pain or something, we should send it to the hospital immediately."

Mo Yan slammed the bowl onto the coffee table with a "bang".

Got it, he only wanted the big ones, not the small ones.

So while being extremely gentle and caring for her, he secretly got rid of her baby.

She would think that it was her own physique that caused the false appearance of an accidental tire slip, and would not resent him.

That being said, she still had to do everything possible to escape from Leng Beichen.

Mo Yan suppressed her anger, pretending not to know,

"I suddenly feel a little nauseous, I will eat it later."

The servant looked back from the blood swallow,
"Young Mistress, drink it while it's hot, there's still a bowl for this afternoon."

"Okay, I'll drink it later, you go out first."

A sneer crossed Mo Yan's lips.

Afraid that the poison won't kill her baby, let's feed it in the afternoon, right?

Leng Beichen!
The maid's complexion changed slightly. Seeing that Mo Yan was showing impatience, she couldn't say anything more, so she had to leave the room.

Walking to the empty place, the maid dialed out the phone, "Miss, she hasn't had a drink yet."

Leng Siyan on the other end of the phone was in a panic, "Is she suspicious?"

"Probably not, she just said nausea, maybe it's more severe morning sickness."

"In case of long nights and dreams, add the stuff to other foods.

I don't believe it, how can she not eat anything? "

That was the extract of traditional Chinese medicine that Mo Xiaodiehua bought for her at a high price.

The original bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine has been eliminated, and the taste has been neutralized very lightly.

Added to food, it is covered by the taste of food, and most people can't eat it at all.

Even if the extract is found, it is non-toxic and harmless, and it is not enough to be evidence of harm.

While feeding her abortion pills and smelling abortion aromatherapy, Mo Yan still obediently has a miscarriage?
After hanging up the phone, a shadow of prey appeared on Leng Siyan's lips,
"Mo Yan, as long as you have a miscarriage, Brother Beichen will definitely dislike you, so just wait for you to fall out of favor completely."

"Siyan, what did you say?"

Du Xialan's voice suddenly came from behind, and Leng Siyan was startled.

She turned around in a hurry, suppressing the panic on her face, "Mom, I didn't say anything."

Du Xialan looked at Leng Siyan suspiciously, just now she vaguely heard that she had a miscarriage and fell out of favor.

But he didn't hear it clearly, Du Xialan didn't take it seriously.

She took out a stack of photo albums, "Siyan, this is a boy of Matuo's character, and their conditions are good. You are not young anymore, it's time to get married."

"Oh."

Leng Siyan took the photo album and flipped through it a few times in a daze.

She didn't care to look at any man at all, and she kept wondering how much Du Xialan had heard just now.

If Du Xialan heard about it just now, would he tell Leng Beichen?
Du Xialan has treated her very well since she was a child, but she is not her own after all, will she protect her?

As she thought about it, she stopped turning the page, and the page stayed on one of the photos.

"Siyan, have you taken a fancy to this boy?" Du Xialan's eyes lit up,
"Although this boy is only a concubine of the Zheng family, he is very motivated, has a high degree of education, works as a researcher in a scientific research institute, looks good, and is quite a good match for you.

Mom just watched it for a long time, and she also thinks he is very suitable for you. "

Leng Siyan didn't get angry when he heard it.

How can a son from a concubine be worthy of her?

To put it bluntly, he was a little researcher with no power and power because he had no name or distinction, and couldn't inherit the family business.

Du Xialan actually said he was compatible with her?

If it's not your own, it really means treating each other differently.

If she was her own, would she be willing to marry her daughter to such a wretch?

"Mom, you know that I like Brother Beichen, but I don't want anyone but Brother Beichen."

Leng Siyan closed the album very unhappy.

Du Xialan frowned,
"Siyan, Chen'er has Mo Yan, and now that Mo Yan has a baby, Chen'er will not be half-hearted.

You can't delay lifelong events because of obsession. "

"Is it great to have a baby? If they really hit it off, would they still be apart?"

Leng Siyan felt that Du Xialan was too eccentric.

Ever since Du Xialan knew that Mo Yan was a genius doctor, she had a special preference for Mo Yan, and she only wanted Mo Yan to be her daughter-in-law.

"Siyan, as long as my mother is around, Mo Yan will be my daughter-in-law, and I only recognize her as my daughter-in-law.

Don't be obsessed with it anymore, you and Chen'er are brother and sister, even if there is no blood relationship, Chen'er will treat you as a younger sister from beginning to end. "

Seeing Leng Siyan becoming more and more paranoid, Du Xialan shook her head worriedly and walked away.

Looking at Du Xialan's leaving back, Leng Siyan gritted his teeth,
"Brothers and sisters, who wants him to be an elder brother? You are partial, and you were coaxed by that Mo Yan."

Leng Siyan's fists were tightly clenched, and she dialed out the phone, "Xiaodie, I'm so mad! Let's meet and talk."

Just after hanging up the phone, the phone rang.

"Miss, the young mistress has abdominal pain and has been sent to the hospital."

Leng Siyan's face shrouded in anger burst into a treacherous smile, "How is the situation?"

"I see blood."

"Really? Did you see it with your own eyes?" Leng Siyan jumped with joy.

"Yes miss, the young mistress was rolling on the bed with a stomachache. She said she had a miscarriage and asked us to send her to the hospital as soon as possible."

Leng Siyan took a deep breath, suppressing the ecstasy that wanted to laugh wildly,
"I will pay for the gambling debts your son owes."

Putting down the phone, Leng Siyan immediately announced the good news to Mo Xiaodie, "It worked, she saw blood, and the baby is gone."

A sinister smile came from the other end of the phone, "This is just the beginning, there is a more important step."

"Also? The babies were all miscarried, and we succeeded."

"Siyan, you are too naive. As long as she is with Mr. Leng, the baby is gone, and there will be another one."

"Then what should we do?" Leng Siyan bit her lower lip tightly with her fine teeth.

Mo Xiaodie was right, as long as Mo Yan was there, no matter whether she had a baby or not, she would not be able to walk into Leng Beichen's heart.

"So, the next step is the most critical." Mo Xiaodie's voice became even colder.

"Xiaodie, it's all up to you, tell me quickly, what should I do next?"