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

The door was kicked and shook non-stop.

Relying on the remaining willpower, He Qiushan pressed against the door of the bathroom desperately.

Unexpectedly, that rich second generation was obsessed with sex, and couldn't wait to add spices to her wine.

Her cheekbones glowed an eerie pink, as if she was in a sea of ​​fire.

His mind became more and more blurred, and his will became more and more unable to withstand the impact of the medicine.

After finally struggling to call Mo Yan for help, before calling the police, the phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically.

Her only hope is that Mo Yan can get Leng Beichen to order his men to come and rescue her.

In order to survive, she kept spraying herself with cold water to prevent herself from being burned to death.

The bathroom door was kicked to the point of falling apart. Seeing that the city gate was about to fall, He Qiushan fell into despair.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside.

"Who are you? How dare you break into my room? Do you know who this young master is?"

The rich second generation saw that the intruder was only a handsome man with thin skin and tender flesh, so he put on a very aggressive posture, trying to scare him away.

"Aren't you just a flower picker who claims to have a rich father?"

Contempt and disdain flowed from Su Haoran's black eyes.

"Is it Su Haoran?"

He Qiushan who was hiding in the bathroom didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

She knew she was saved.

But she didn't want Su Haoran to see her in such a mess.

Not only is she not beautiful now, but she is likely to be judged by him as that kind of casual woman.

"You meddle in your own business, if you don't want to see blood, get out immediately." The rich second generation took out a dagger and pointed it at Su Haoran.

Su Haoran snorted coldly,
"I have already called the police. You let me see blood? Then add to the crime and let you go to jail.

Come on, stick to me.Sentence you to death directly. "

Su Haoran poked his heart with his slender fingers, his expression calm and indifferent.

As if it was just a toy knife.

The rich second generation was shocked by his fearless aura, and couldn't figure out whether he should fight the man in front of him?
At this moment, a siren sounded faintly.

"You actually called the police, just wait and see, I remember you."

The rich second generation threw down the dagger and fled in embarrassment.

Su Haoran heaved a sigh of relief, and finally fooled the pervert away.

Facing the gleaming sharp dagger, it would be a lie to say that he is not afraid, after all, he does not have as powerful force as Leng Beichen.

Moreover, He Qiushan is a public figure, if there is any trouble, the reporters will take action, which will be very unfavorable to her future development.

So he didn't call the police, the siren was only used to scare the retarded rich second generation.

Su Haoran knocked on the bathroom door, "Qiu Shan, that person has escaped, come out quickly."

"You go too, I don't want to see you."

He Qiushan rinsed with cold water repeatedly.

But the bastard gave her a heavy weight, her internal organs seemed to be burned, and the cold water washing had no effect on her.

She had a strong temper, gritted her teeth, and simply immersed herself in the cold water in the bathtub.

"Qiu Shan, I'll take you to the hospital, open the door quickly."

Su Haoran yelled for a long time, but there was no movement inside, and he was very anxious.

"You won't faint, will you?"

He glanced at the bathroom door, giving up the idea of ​​banging on it.

If the bathroom door was easy to knock open, the rich second generation would have already succeeded.

"Ah!" He suddenly screamed, "You... why are you back again? You want to kill me? Ah! Blood, so much blood~~"

He Qiushan's scalp exploded when he heard Su Haoran's scream.

That bastard ran back again and hurt Su Haoran?

She got out of the water with a jerk, desperately, and stumbled out of the bathroom.

Seeing that the bathroom door finally opened, Su Haoran stepped forward, "Qiu Shan, how are you?"

Seeing that Su Haoran was unharmed, He Qiushan knew that she had been fooled by him.

As soon as her tense nerves relaxed, she couldn't hold on any longer, and her whole wet body collapsed and crumbled.

Su Haoran caught her, and covered her hot forehead with his big palm.

The scorching body temperature is frighteningly hot.

"You have a bad fever, I'll take you to the hospital."

Su Haoran wanted to hug He Qiushan, but she grabbed him.

The skin on the palm of his palm was like a gust of cool wind. When it covered her forehead, the skin was like a dying plant, finding its source of life.

"Su Haoran, I feel bad." He Qiushan wanted to push him away, but also wanted to cling to him.

After fighting for so long, his physical strength has long been exhausted.

The anxious and helpless will quickly collapsed after the skin touched.

After failing to hold on for a few minutes, He Qiushan could no longer resist the temptation of Su Haoran's existence like a cold pool.

She climbed up to Su Haoran, hugged his neck tightly, and wrapped her long legs around his thin waist.

Desperately tearing off his collar, hot skin pressed against his body.

Numerous kisses crazily attacked Su Haoran's handsome face and neck.

"I brought the antidote."

Su Haoran was sober in the world, he stuffed a pill into He Qiushan's mouth...

Finally, the invisible fire on He Qiushan receded like a tide.

"How are you feeling?"

Su Haoran helped her dry the water stains on her body and long hair with a bath towel, and also helped her dry her hair with a hair dryer.

He Qiushan stared at Su Haoran's busy figure with scarlet eyes, her pale and dry lips parted,
"thanks……"

But why, he can remain indifferent to her crazy behavior just now, and always maintain the position of a friend?
He Qiushan closed her eyes sadly.

At this moment, she had fully understood that he really had no feelings for her.

"You go to sleep for a while, I'll go buy food for you."

Su Haoran was going to buy dinner, but He Qiushan stopped him.

"Stay with me again, okay?"

He Qiushan had a premonition that she and Su Haoran would soon be completely separated.

Regardless of what he thought, she hugged his waist, buried her face in his chest, and listened quietly to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

She could feel that his body was stiff.

Although he didn't push her away, he didn't take the initiative to hug her.

They froze like that until the phone rang.

Su Haoran seemed to be relieved, and picked up the phone.

The voice that had been calm and flat immediately became happy and high-pitched,

"Mo Yan, Qiu Shan is fine, don't worry."

He Qiushan's heart was crying, he rushed to rescue her in order not to worry Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's excited voice came from the other end of the phone,
"Good job, tell Ms. He that that bastard was taken care of by Leng Beichen..."

Immediately afterwards, the wailing sound of the rich second generation came from the phone,

"Ah, stop beating, send me to the police, can I turn myself in? Huh~~"

"Want to find the police? Lock you up for a few days before releasing you? Is there such a beautiful thing in the world? Naive!"

Leng Beichen stepped on the back of Fu Erdai's hand and crushed it several times.

The pain was so painful that the rich second generation howled like a pig,

"You... What do you want? It was that woman who didn't know how to touch her, and didn't even let me touch her hand, that's why I made such a bad move.

But I still didn't succeed, please forgive me..."

"You still want to succeed? If you succeed, you can still talk? Even the root of your tongue was pulled out."

Leng Beichen kicked suddenly, sending the rich second generation flying.

"Oh!"

The rich second generation's body was like a pile of mud that couldn't support the wall. It hit the wall heavily, and then rolled to the ground, crying and rolling.

"Husband, please be merciful. I'll go and see if he's about to be beaten to death by you."

Mo Yan Pi Dian Pi Dian ran over, glanced at the rich second generation with a bruised nose and swollen face and blood all over his head with disgust,

"Tut~tsk~It's not a big problem."

The rich second generation was in pain, and when she heard that the problem was not serious, it seemed as if she had narrowly escaped death, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

I saw the woman's small face as white as jade slowly draw an arc of gloating,

"Five broken ribs, broken left leg and dislocated right hand."

"..."

The rich second generation turned to petrification as if struck by lightning.

Is this a big problem?Almost every bone in his body was broken.

The woman suddenly widened her beautiful eyes, pretending to be surprised,
"Oh, I was wrong, the problem is very big."

The rich second generation's heart constricted for a while, almost peeing in fear,

"Hurry up and call an ambulance, woo~~"

"Ambulance? I'm afraid the ambulance won't be able to make it in time. Just let me know your condolences."

Seeing how the rich second generation looked scared to death, Mo Yan felt refreshed,
"You've got a broken rib poking into your lung.

If my husband kicks you again, your lungs will 'pop', like a balloon, will be directly pierced by that rib, and you will die on the spot.

Even if the ambulance has come now, it is too late to save you. "

Mo Yan's mellow voice sounds gentle, but it is actually scarier than a sharp blade.

The rich second generation seemed to have seen the god of death, and was extremely desperate, "Tell me, what can I do to keep me alive?"

Leng Beichen walked up to the rich second generation pile of mud, condescending, with an arrogant and arrogant expression,
"Sign the agreement, and I promise you will leave here alive."

This is the hotel parking lot.

Hearing the siren, the rich second generation originally wanted to drive away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the parking lot, he was surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black.

What's more, he didn't expect that this man with an extraordinary bearing would be much more ruthless than a group of bodyguards.

"What... what agreement?"

He doesn't even understand, it's just playing with women, what kind of agreement can there be?
As soon as Leng Beichen passed his gaze to the bodyguards, one of the bodyguards immediately took out a tablet and handed it to the rich second generation.

On the tablet is a transfer agreement.

Leng Beichen put his hands in his trouser pockets, and raised his brows with a dangerous look,
"You should be thankful that you have a father who is an oil king, otherwise what I kicked through would not be as simple as your lungs."

"You looked for my father?" The rich second generation turned pale.

Now is the critical period for him to inherit the family business. If his father finds out about this trouble, he may not be able to keep the successor throne he took with great difficulty.

Leng Beichen had already figured out the background of the rich second generation, "If you don't want me to look for your father, it's fine.

The Brar Oil Mine in the south of Iraq is under your name, 500 million transfer, press your fingerprint on the tablet, and you can live. "

"What? The market value of that mine is [-] million, are you robbing it?"

The dying rich second generation coughed violently when he heard that a mere 500 million would be exchanged for his oil mines.

Mo Yan leaned forward again,
"Husband, forget it, it doesn't matter if we have one more mine or one less mine. Anyway, he has been taught a lesson, so let him go and let him go."

The eyes of the rich second generation who were bloodshot from the beating lit up and saw hope.

With this woman begging for mercy, maybe he can escape?
But in the next second, the woman changed her subject, "But——

He is too fancy, playing with a lot of women, I simply gave him a few needles to turn him into a eunuch..."

The rich second generation was stunned, unable to control himself, and urinated all over the floor.

"Hey, there is a smell of urine, have you left the palace before I did it?"

"Don't turn me into a eunuch, I'll sign, can't I sign the agreement, woo woo~~"

The rich second generation didn't struggle at all, obediently pressed their finger prints on the tablet agreement, and signed the name.

He finally understood that no matter how ruthless that emperor-like man was, he couldn't be ruthless than this fair and beautiful woman with red lips and white teeth and a gentle face.

She is hiding a knife in her smile, killing without blood.

The ambulance sirens sounded.

Leng Beichen held Mo Yan's little hand, surrounded by bodyguards, and leisurely left the parking lot.

"Chen, this oil mine, shouldn't some of the shares be given to Miss He and Young Master Su?"

Leng Beichen pampered the tip of Mo Yan's little nose, "Okay, listen to my wife."

"Then let's go and tell them the good news."

They entered the elevator, and Mo Yan couldn't wait to press the floor of Su Haoran's room.

"Are you sure you want to go find them now?"

Leng Beichen's slender fingers touched the tall bridge of the nose, and a smile flowed from the bottom of his eyes.

Mo Yan raised her eyes puzzled, "Of course it is now, is there a problem?"