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

"There is only one way, but I have wronged you too much."

Under Mo Yan's repeated requests, Leng Beichen revealed the plan in his heart.

"I pretended to be Gong Murui, and claimed that it was Mo Yan who died? Okay, I promise."

Although Mo Yan felt that this bold plan was incredible, she believed that Leng Beichen's only request was to be legal.

She absolutely did not want Leng Beichen to take an illegal path for her sake.

Leng Beichen immediately had a secret meeting with the high-level police through his contacts, and finally reached an agreement——

The news of Gong Murui's death will not be made public for the time being.

Mo Yan's disguise technique is very realistic, and she pretends to be Gong Murui, just like a fake.

She put a human skin mask on Gong Murui's body and made it look like her...

When Su Haoran heard the bad news, he was stunned.

Endless remorse swept over him strongly.

He frantically ran into the police station, lay down next to Mo Yan's body, weeping uncontrollably,

"Mo Yan, it was I who harmed you, why am I so stupid to send you back to Leng Beichen? Mo Yan, I regret..."

"Gong Murui" standing beside her burst into tears, this was the second time she saw Su Haoran cry.

Yesterday, he thought that He Qiushan's plane crashed, leaving a man's precious tears.

But this time, he cried out for her.

Her heart ached and she wanted to tell him the truth.

"Young Master Su, don't be too sad, Mo Yan doesn't want you to be sad."

She wanted to help Su Haoran up, but he pushed him away.

The scarlet circles of Su Haoran's eyes, the tears rolling down silently on his fair and handsome face, it took him a long time to speak,

"Gong Murui, you know exactly how Mo Yan died. I never believe that she will commit suicide."

"Mo Yan, she... accidentally fell, and the baby was gone. She was heartbroken and couldn't think about it for a while."

This is what she and Leng Beichen agreed on.

He Qiushan covered her mouth, suppressed crying, and stepped into the morgue.

Looking at Mo Yan's stiff body, her long eyelashes trembled, tears gushed out,

"Mo Yan, you are my best friend in this world. I have no relatives since I was a child. After meeting you, I..."

He Qiushan was overwhelmed with grief, and because she didn't have a good rest last night, her eyes darkened.

The tall figure staggered, wearing high heels, she couldn't stand still and almost fell.

Mo Yan hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Miss He, my condolences have changed, Mo Yan knows your heart."

He Qiushan took a deep breath, slowly curled her five fingers together and clenched them into fists.

False woman!
Mo Yan's death must have something to do with her.

In order to find out the truth, she had to be "friends" with Gong Murui.

"Miss Gong, Mo Yan said that you are a simple girl, I believe you."

He Qiushan swallowed her tears forcefully, forced a smile on her face,
"I'm in a bad mood, why don't Ms. Gong accompany me to have a cup of coffee."

"Okay." Mo Yan was naturally willing to accompany her.

Su Haoran's eyes shot out fire, and he grabbed He Qiushan's slender arm,
"He Qiushan, I misunderstood you! You turned around and became friends with your enemy?"

He Qiushan shook off Su Haoran's hand, her pretty face tensed,
"Eldest Young Master Su, everyone knows that you have a crush on Mo Yan, but you can't think wildly.

The police have all come to the conclusion that Mo Yan died accidentally, you can't randomly put a hat on Miss Gong's head. "

Su Haoran didn't expect He Qiushan to rebel so quickly, he was extremely disappointed,

"He Qiushan, from now on, bridges will return to bridges, roads will return to roads, and old age will never see each other again!"

He Qiushan clenched her teeth, "Okay, it's a deal!"

Mo Yan was heartbroken, and the two good friends turned against each other because of her.

She wanted to tell them the truth.

But Leng Beichen said that only by hiding the truth from them can their grief be real and the enemy can believe it.

So, when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back abruptly.

Mo Yan watched Su Haoran's sad back as he left silently, and his mood also fell to the bottom.

Suddenly, Su Haoran's angry roar came from outside the door, "Leng Beichen, you are not a man!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled "bang".

It was like the sound of a fist hitting the body.

Mo Yan's heart skipped a beat, Su Haoran must have punched Leng Beichen in anger.

"How did First Young Master Su beat Leng Beichen? That punch just now must have been because he failed to punch him, and was beaten by Leng Beichen instead."

Before Mo Yan finished speaking, she had already started to run, shouting, "First Young Master Su, are you alright..."

Seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Mo Yan was dumbfounded.

It was Leng Beichen who was beaten?How can this be?

Leng Beichen's white jaw was bruised and purple, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Su Haoran looked down at his fist.

He was surprised to successfully attack Leng Beichen.

"Leng Beichen, you're guilty of killing Mo Yan, aren't you?"

Leng Beichen wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, pursed his thin lips tightly, and looked at Mo Yan with deep eyes without answering.

It was obvious just now that she only had Su Haoran in her heart...

Looking at the back of Su Haoran leaving angrily, Mo Yan sighed silently.

I hope that the real culprit can be found out soon so that the truth can be told to those who care about her.

She took a tissue to help Leng Beichen wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing that Leng Beichen didn't say a word, with an awkward expression on his face, she stretched out her pale jade finger and lightly touched the bruise on his chin,
"Too painful to talk?"

The eldest young master probably never suffered a real beating in his life, so he was upset.

Leng Beichen poked the corner of his lips with his slender fingers, "A kiss can relieve the trauma in my heart."

Mo Yan was almost amused.

Standing on tiptoe, she lightly pressed against Leng Beichen's lips.

Leng Beichen took advantage of the situation to hug her, bowed his head to touch her forehead, and the two whispered in a low voice.

They didn't notice that a pair of phoenix eyes stared at them bitterly, with a cold light seeping from the bottom of their eyes.

He Qiushan's nails were deeply embedded in the palm of her hand, and tears flowed down her stomach.

On this side, Mo Yan's body is not cold yet, on the other side, Leng Beichen is already flirting with Gong Murui.

Ah!Extremely ridiculous, extremely hateful!
Mo Yan, I will definitely avenge you!

To hell, men!

For the next two days, He Qiushan and Mo Yan, who was pretending to be Gong Murui, were almost inseparable.

The two were invited to go shopping together, watch movies together, and audition with her. Mo Yan's life in Kyoto was very fulfilling.

Leng Beichen was very dissatisfied, and kept bombarding Mo Yan with the phone,

"When did you become a lesbian? You were close to He Qiushan before, so you didn't even sleep together?"

"Pfft! Mr. Leng has always been known as the male god of Gao Leng, but now he has become so clingy? I didn't accompany you all night, do you have an opinion?"

"I said, you can't stay out at night."

On the other end of the phone, Leng Beichen's voice rose a notch.

Mo Yan smiled heartily, "I remember Mr. Leng's rule is that you can't stay outside alone, and I'm with Ms. He, it doesn't count as staying alone."

Leng Beichen, "...sophistry!"

Seeing that Leng Beichen was very angry, Mo Yan gave him face,
"I'm negotiating a movie contract with Ms. He, I'll go back tonight..."

Not far away, He Qiushan looked coldly at "Gong Murui" and smiled sweetly on the phone, with a cold arc on her lips,
"Gong Murui, let you also taste the taste of betrayal!"