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

Mo Yan didn't have any scheming, emotions and sorrows were on his face.

Leng Beichen and Gong Murui were very close, one lowered his head and the other raised his head.

Seeing the affectionate look they looked at each other, forgive her for not being happy.

The fire in Mo Yan's chest "cracked" and went up,

"Oh, Miss Gong is suing Mr. Leng?"

Mo Yan was about to walk out of the office when her other foot stumbled for some reason.

She staggered, and instinctively raised her little hand for balance.

"puff!"

Coincidentally, the water in the water glass splashed directly on Gong Murui's face.

The air froze instantly, and the staff were all stunned.

What is the meaning of Mrs. Leng's sudden splashing of water on Miss Gong?
Usually, this kind of plot doesn't happen when dealing with rivals in love?

Gong Murui was caught off guard by being splashed with water all over her face, and was immediately stunned.

She was born with a golden key in her mouth, and she was held in the hands of her family for fear of melting away. Outside, she was also surrounded by stars, and she had never suffered any serious grievances.

It was the first time she was humiliated by being splashed with water, and she was wronged, so she burst into tears,
"Mo Yan, don't go too far, I told you, I'm not a mistress, no! You can't wrong me!"

When Gong Murui cried like this, everyone immediately understood.

It turns out that Mo Yan, Gong Murui, and Leng Beichen are in a love triangle.

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Mo Yan opened her mouth and couldn't continue.

Who would believe that she didn't do it on purpose?

Whether it was intentional or not is not important.

The important thing is that her man, who looks very distressed about Xiaosan, is helping her wipe the water from her face and hair.

Mo Yan suppressed the soreness in his chest,
"Sorry, if I wronged you, I apologize to you. I hope you can bear my apology!"

No longer looking at Leng Beichen, she walked past him and walked to the bathroom.

She was afraid that if she didn't leave, she would burst into tears immediately.

She didn't want to lose face in public.

Crystal tears rolled in his eyes, Mo Yan walked quickly to the bathroom, crying bitterly.

She is not a strong woman, she is not that strong in the face of a man's betrayal.

After crying for a while, Mo Yan thought of the baby.

"You can't cry anymore, sad is not good for your baby's health."

Looking at the woman with red eye circles and bloodshot eyes in the mirror, she felt distressed for a while.

The more embarrassed she is, the more affected the baby will be.

For the sake of the baby's health, she must stand up proudly and not be wronged too much.

Mo Yan picked up the silver needle and pricked herself a few needles to soothe the liver and regulate Qi, to relieve the pain in her heart.

This trick worked quite well, her tears stopped, and she wanted to open up a little bit.

"Since you have already prepared yourself psychologically, you should find out the truth and let others be free and easy."

"What family defense battle? That's the real Mrs. Leng's business. I can't worry about it so much."

Mo Yan washed her face, tidied herself up, and used silver needles to unclog the lacrimal glands.

Mo Yan didn't come out of the bathroom until the redness in her eyes had completely faded away and no trace of tears could be seen.

She suddenly found that there was a line of sight that could not be ignored locked on her body.

When she raised her eyes, she met Leng Beichen's dark eyes full of complicated emotions.

A tall and stern man, with one hand in his trouser pocket and a lighted cigar in the other.

White smoke diffused from his handsome face, making him even more secretive, making it impossible to see through.

One of his long legs was bent, and the other was stretched across the bathroom aisle.

The staff had to step over his long legs to go to the bathroom.

"Mr. Leng is good." After the staff bowed and greeted, they all fled in a hurry.

Everyone ran to other floors of the company for convenience, who dared to step over his legs to go to the bathroom?
If Mo Yan wanted to go out, she had to step over his long legs.

"Mr. Leng, isn't smoking prohibited in the company?"

She originally wanted to say that he clearly promised her that he would ban smoking and alcohol for the sake of the baby and the speedy recovery of the wound.

As soon as the words came to her lips, she temporarily changed the company's regulations on smoking.

There was a hint of self-mockery and sarcasm on Mo Yan's lips.

If it's a man, he's a liar, he can cheat, so how can he keep the promise he made to her?

Leng Beichen stubbed out the cigarette butt, and his bottomless black eyes scanned Mo Yan's clear and white face.

After watching for a long time, I found that she was full of energy and radiant, without any trace of crying, not even a trace of sadness.

The corner of Leng Beichen's mouth twitched in self-mockery, because he thought too highly of himself, and he was worried that Mo Yan would be sad for nothing because of a misunderstanding.

Facts have proved that women did not affect their emotions because of him.

This is, don't care about his performance?

"You're doing fine."

"..." Mo Yan's drooping long eyelashes concealed the turmoil in her heart.

He doesn't come home at night, she doesn't sleep all night, how can she be in good condition?
"Heh, Mr. Leng's polite words are quite creative. Are you blaming me for Miss Gong?"

"I don't blame you, I believe you didn't mean it."

In order to avoid affecting Mo Yan's emotions and the baby's health, Leng Beichen also deliberately kept calm to avoid losing his temper.

No one knew how angry he was.

Last night, Mo Yan only cared about Su Haoran, not his feelings at all.

"Thank you for your trust."

Mo Yan raised her leg and stepped over Leng Beichen. After walking a few steps, she turned around slowly, "Do you need me to attend the weekly meeting?"

Leng Beichen, "...Yes."

Mo Yan, "OK."

The two were relatively speechless.

Mo Yan straightened her back and walked into the conference room.

Leng Beichen stared at Mo Yan's slender figure, his heart ached.

"Why do you feel that Mo Yan now is more and more like Mo Yan before amnesia?"

Don't care about him, don't care about him...

During the meeting, Mo Yan should report what should be reported, and what should be answered.

Except for business, he didn't look at Leng Beichen directly, even if he looked at him, his eyes were as indifferent as water, without the slightest ripple.

During the meeting, she seemed to be very serious, but she couldn't restrain her thoughts, and often drifted to the mistress to intervene in the incident.

Inexplicably, she remembered that the missing Mrs. Leng, Mo Yan, ignored Leng Beichen's ambiguous affairs.

Before, she had said boldly that it was because the real Mo Yan didn't like Leng Beichen.

Now she has another answer—

th.

Perhaps Mrs. Leng's heart was hurt because she liked him so much.

But in the face of a man like Leng Beichen who is shining and possesses unique abilities, no woman can have enough confidence to dominate him for a long time.

For a man who can't catch it, it's better to pretend that you never have it.

After the meeting, Mo Yan got up and left the meeting with other ministers.

"Director Mo, you stay here."

Leng Beichen's well-articulated long fingers habitually tapped on the conference table.

Mo Yan paused, and sat quietly back to her original seat, "Leng is always because of business or personal matters..."

Deep down in his heart, he wanted Leng Beichen to explain and tell her that everything was a misunderstanding.

"Come here." Leng Beichen turned on the laptop.

Mo Yan's little heart skipped a few beats.

He wants to coax her?Explain where he went last night?
If he makes sense, is she going to forgive him?Or do you want to confirm the authenticity of what he said first?
With speculation and hope, Mo Yan sat beside Leng Beichen.

Leng Beichen glanced sideways and saw that she was sitting a little far away from the notebook, "Come closer."

Mo Yan dragged the chair and moved a few more steps, "Say it."

Leng Beichen clicked on the "Image Design Modeling Research Proposal" on his laptop.

He made this himself by staying up all night last night.

He saw that Mo Yan was very interested in this project and did a good job, but he didn't want her to work too hard.

Last night, when he found out that Mo Yan cared more about Su Haoran than he imagined, Leng Beichen felt very uncomfortable.

He simply returned to the company, used work to numb his negative emotions, and personally made a detailed plan for the project.

"This plan, I explained it to you in detail.

If you don't understand anything, or if you have other opinions and suggestions, you can put it forward on the spot, and we will discuss and improve it together. "

Leng Beichen did not tell Mo Yan that he personally stayed up all night to make this proposal.

"..."

Mo Yan was stunned, he actually only kept her for business.

He really didn't intend to explain at all?Or do you bother to explain to her double?

After Leng Beichen explained it, he found that Mo Yan was wandering.

"Not feeling well?" His big warm palm covered her smooth forehead.

Mo Yan evaded back like a conditioned reflex.

Leng Beichen, "..." She was so born.

They are husband and wife. She won't let her touch her forehead?

If this had been according to his usual temper, he would have exploded long ago.

The one in front of him was his legal wife, thinking about other men, even thinking about work.

Leng Beichen clenched his teeth and endured, "If you don't feel well, I'll send you back to rest."

"I'm fine." Mo Yan took a deep breath, she figured it out.

It must be that Leng Beichen never bothered to explain, so the real Mrs. Leng was so disappointed in him that she ran away in the end.

She carefully read the proposal, and couldn't help feeling,

"I'm surprised. This proposal is very detailed. The data is so huge and detailed, and the planning is so detailed and thoughtful. It will take a team a lot of time to make it?"

Leng Beichen didn't answer directly.

He didn't intend to tell her that he did it himself so as not to cause pressure on her.

"Let me explain to you again..."

This time Mo Yan listened very carefully, and took out her notebook to take notes carefully, just like a student obediently listening to the teacher's lecture.

She figured it out, even if she and Leng Beichen couldn't get a good result, she still had to make money to raise the baby.

Although her special skills can't starve their mother and child to death, if you want to give the baby a better environment, you still have to learn to snowball with capital.

Leng Beichen's ups and downs voice is very pleasant, even a boring proposal can be vividly and attractively spoken by him.

Mo Yan quietly raised her eyes to look at him.

His sharp-edged side profile, tall nose bridge, and well-shaped mouth corners are like carefully carved works of art, so perfect that there is no flaw.

Wouldn't she be a little silly if she said no to such a handsome man?
The thought flashed by, she shook her head, and quickly dismissed it.

If it was her before, I'm afraid she would cry and beg him not to be half-hearted and say a bunch of earthy love words to coax him.

But now, she figured it out, she was going to escape.

Now staying by his side for a while longer is considered a stolen happiness.

Don't give her hope anymore, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, the more hurt the heart.

An hour later, Mo Yan grasped the content of the proposal,

"Mr. Leng, I will hold a departmental meeting, and all the staff will study this proposal."

Mo Yan packed up her notebooks and prepared to return to her post to continue interviewing students.

"Mo Yan."

Leng Beichen called her again, "I need your help with something."

"Looking for my help?" Mo Yan was surprised.

Leng Beichen is omnipotent, what else needs her help?