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

Mo Yan and Su Haoran booked their air tickets too urgently, they only have tickets for economy class.

Mo Yan didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Su Haoran was tall and tall, so it was a bit cramped to fly the economy class.

"Why do I feel that you are uncomfortable?" Mo Yan teased Su Haoran, "Young Master Su has never sat in economy class, right?"

Think about it too, a young master who grew up with a golden key in his mouth, where did he suffer any grievances?
"With you, even if I take the green leather train, I am also happy."

Su Haoran burst into a charming smile, looking like the blue sky and white clouds outside the airplane window, clean and beautiful.

Mo Yan has lost her memory, she doesn't remember anything, including Su Haoran's real identity.

She just learned that Su Haoran is actually the sole heir of the Su family, one of the four major families in Kyoto.

"How did you meet Mo Yan? You fell in love with her at first sight? Is it because she is beautiful and has a particularly good temperament?"

Su Haoran smiled more warmly like sunshine, "Are you praising yourself?"

Mo Yan curled her lips lightly, "Even if she and I have the same appearance, we cannot have the same temperament.

She is the eldest lady of the Mo family, just like you, born with a golden key in her mouth.

And I, a little girl in the village, don't look like a prince in a dragon robe.

But don't worry, I will not feel inferior. As long as I can raise the baby and create a relatively ideal living environment for him, I will be satisfied. "

Suddenly, her little hand was brought into the palm of Su Haoran's big palm, and was tightly wrapped by him.

"Mo Yan, since Leng Beichen has already cheated on you, give me a chance, and I am willing to treat the baby like my own." Su Haoran said sincerely.

He saw the news early in the morning and was very worried about Mo Yan.

Seeing that she seemed to be fine now, and thinking that she took all her grievances to heart and would not vent them out, he was even more worried.

The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched invisibly, Su Haoran was confessing his love to her?

He even wants to be a cheap father, and his status is much higher than that of Leng Beichen.

She leaned towards Su Haoran, her black and white starry eyes flickered,
"Young Master Su, tell me, how did you know Mo Yan? You don't accept Ms. He because you haven't forgotten about Mo Yan?"

The corner of Su Haoran's mouth curled up slyly, "Let me kiss you, and I'll tell you."

Mo Yan, "..." She was too curious.

As far as she knew, even Leng Beichen didn't know about the relationship between Su Haoran and Mo Yan.

"Okay, I'll give you a kiss—the back of my hand!"

Unexpectedly, Su Haoran happily raised the back of her hand and kissed her gently.

After hearing Su Haoran's story of White Moonlight, Mo Yan raised her eyebrows,

"No, Mo Yan cured your illness when you were a child, and since then you have felt that you belonged to her. This is repayment, not love, you are confusing it."

Su Haoran smiled without saying a word, he could still clearly distinguish affection and love, it was just unrequited love.

Su Haoran warmly unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to Mo Yan's lips.

"Drink some water to moisten your throat, but don't drink too much. Pregnant women should drink hot drinks as much as possible."

"You are so careful, it's not easy for a bachelor."

Mo Yan didn't know that because she was pregnant, Su Haoran did his homework on the common sense about pregnant women, and looked forward to being able to be with her one day.

She has always admired Su Haoran.

He is not pretentious or pretentious. Although he was born delicate, he never overwhelms others.

Comparing Leng Beichen with him, it makes people feel that he has many shortcomings in character.

Domineering, arrogant, self-righteous, etc., all these characters have become his typical negative labels.

But even so, he still shines brightly.

All the shortcomings have become unforgettable shining points in him, making people love him to death.

Mo Yan spoke earnestly to Su Haoran, moved him with affection and reason, tried every means to instill in him the idea that Mo Yan would never turn back.

His mouth was dry, but Su Haoran still looked at her affectionately.

Mo Yan had no choice but to change the subject, "You really don't have feelings for Miss He?"

Su Haoran then withdrew his eyes from Mo Yan, lowered his eyelids,

"We are good colleagues and good friends."

"A good colleague wants to kiss? I have heard of it. You have all kissed more than once."

"It's all just an accident. Don't get too far away, why are you not nervous at all about Leng Beichen?"

Mo Yan proudly told Su Haoran about her discovery, "Call me Sherlock Holmes from now on."

"Based on the hands in the photo, do you think that man is not Leng Beichen? Is it too subjective?"

Su Haoran didn't take it seriously, "Gong Murui is not stupid, is it Leng Beichen? Could it be that she can't see clearly? Even if people are similar, it's impossible to have the same speech, behavior and voice."

Mo Yan is very determined, full of confidence in her own judgment,
"Chen's hands are white and slender, like the hands of a little piano prince. The man's hands in the photo are black and thick, more like a thug who has been practicing boxing all year round."

The two were discussing when suddenly the plane made an announcement and landed temporarily.

The passengers all made a noise, "What happened? It's only two or three hours' journey to Kyoto, why do you have to make a temporary landing halfway?"

"We are in a hurry, when will we take off after landing?"

The flight attendants had no choice but to comfort the passengers, "I'm really sorry, the previous flight to Kyoto encountered super convection due to the special weather, and lost contact with the main station, and now I can't know their situation.

So in order to avoid the risk, we temporarily landed.We support passengers switching to other modes of transportation. "

"The previous flight?" Mo Yan stood up, the red lips faded instantly,
"Chen and Ms. He are both on the previous flight, are they all right?"

"It's going to be fine, I just said that I lost contact, and I should be able to get in touch soon."

Even though he comforted Mo Yan with his mouth, Su Haoran's complexion became worse and worse.

He Qiushan is on the plane...

Mo Yan grabbed the flight attendant's hand, her starry eyes gleamed with water,

"Miss, tell me the truth, what happened to the previous flight?"

The stewardess was also helpless, with a sad expression on her face,

"It's because of a tornado and I can't get in touch. Usually, the plane's control system is damaged and the connection is lost, so it's very likely..."

A stewardess next to her cried "Wow", and the other stewardesses comforted her.

"The captain of that flight is her fiancé. They are going to have a wedding soon. I didn't expect such a thing to happen..."

Mo Yan slumped down on the chair all of a sudden.

The whole body is like being in an ice cellar, and the blood in the whole body seems to be condensed.

Even the life and death of the captain is unknown, so the life and death of Leng Beichen and He Qiushan can only be pityed by God?

After their plane landed, the passengers were put into the waiting room.

Some passengers directly transferred to take the high-speed rail, some directly took the bus, and finally a few scattered people waited anxiously in the waiting room for news.

Trembling, Mo Yan kept calling Leng Beichen's phone number, and they all said "the phone is turned off", and He Qiushan's phone was also turned off.

"It'll be all right."

Su Haoran comforted Mo Yan while contacting the airline in Kyoto.

But his gentle personality has also become a lot more irritable, his black eyes are scarlet, his voice is hoarse, and his originally meticulous hairstyle has been rubbed out of shape by him.

"Check, check quickly, can you send someone to help, maybe they need support. What? Have you found the wreckage of the plane?"

"Qiu Shan..." Dead?
"Wreckage?" Mo Yan's eyes darkened, and he almost held his breath.

The whole world is gray.

Mo Yan felt as if her whole body and mind had been hollowed out, like a rag doll floating in the wind, without center of gravity...