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

Leng Beichen couldn't get in touch with Mo Yan, and when he rushed to the Gong's house full of anger and hostility, Su Haoran had already escorted "Gong Murui" away.

"Chasing! Su Haoran is also crazy about women. Very good, he asked for it."

In the car, the arc of Leng Beichen's lips looked extraordinarily cold.

"Master, our stock price has changed."

Chen Yuhuan received a call from the representative of the securities company, reminding that there is a possibility that some forces are secretly absorbing the shares of the Leng Group.

Disdain flashed across Leng Beichen's deep black eyes,

"Su Haoran, don't overestimate your capabilities! Immediately raise the stock price by ten points, create a momentum to sell it, and let him swallow it all within an hour."

"Master, are you saying that Su Haoran is playing tricks? The Su family has a cooperative relationship with us, so it wouldn't be against the young master for the sake of Gong Murui, right?"

Chen Yuhuan couldn't hook Su Haoran, who was gentle and elegant, with the manipulator behind the scenes who dared to confront Leng Beichen.

The point is, he had heard a long time ago that Su Haoran and Gong Murui didn't see eye to eye, why did the mountain road suddenly turn eighteen?

"He lost his mind because of Mo Yan." Leng Beichen saw it clearly.

Su Haoran has always been the thorn in his heart.

Mo Yan and Su Haoran cherish each other, but Su Haoran's conduct is upright, and Mo Yan is no more than polite, so Leng Beichen can't find an excuse to kill him.

Fortunately, he delivered it to the door himself.

Leng Beichen's eyes filled with horror.

The phone rang, and his subordinates reported that Su Haoran's car had been found.

"You take a shortcut and rush ahead of them. We will chase after them and attack them back and forth. There is no need for mercy."

……

In Su Haoran's luxury car, the atmosphere was condensed.

"Young Master Su, do you remember when we first met?"

Mo Yan confessed that he was Mo Yan in the bathroom before, but Su Haoran didn't listen at all.

So she had an idea, and simply hinted to him with the facts that she was a butterfly.

Su Haoran ignored her, and threw her the back of the head coldly and arrogantly.

In his eyes, she was just a shameful mistress who took away Mo Yan and caused her to commit suicide.

With a tight handsome face, he looked out the window coldly.

Leng Beichen is not easy to deal with, he knows it very well.

But he regretted it too much, regretted that he was willing to hand over Mo Yan to him, but caused her to die tragically.

He really wanted to do something for her, even if he was smashed to pieces.

Seeing that Su Haoran ignored her, Mo Yan acted as if she was talking to herself,

"I bumped into you in the hotel aisle. That was the first time we met. At that time, I thought, there is someone as handsome as Leng Beichen."

Su Haoran frowned, and his thin lips pursed in doubt.

He remembered the first time he met Gong Murui, when he was on a blind date, and when he ran into her in a hotel.

Mo Yan continued talking to himself against the back of his head,

"Later on the main road outside the shooting range, in order to get rid of Leng Beichen's entanglement, I stopped a car, but I didn't expect it to be your car. I got in the car immediately and lied that you were my boyfriend. "

Su Haoran turned his head in astonishment, "How do you know these things?"

These things are when Mo Yan lost her memory, as a butterfly, she met him.Logically, Mo Yan would not tell Gong Murui all the details.

Mo Yan was immersed in memories,

"Unfortunately, you advised me to go to Mo's family for a DNA test, but I still didn't go for the test in time. But I feel that it is unlikely that I am her."

Su Haoran grabbed Mo Yan's little hand, his eyes were scarlet,

"Mo Yan, is it really you? Is it your soul possessed? Don't worry, I will make Leng Beichen, a scumbag, pay the price..."

Mo Yan worried that the driver was in the car, so she leaned forward and pressed it to Su Haoran's ear, trying to whisper to him, "I'm not a wronged soul, I'm really..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang", and the car shook violently.

The people in the car suddenly trembled a few times.

Mo Yan was shocked by the sudden impact, and her red lips hit Su Haoran's fair cheek heavily.

"Master, hold on to the handrail, someone is going to attack us." The driver slammed the steering wheel.

There was a car in front of them quickly coming to intercept them, and another car hit them from behind. The situation was tense.

"Break out!" Su Haoran gritted his teeth and ordered.

He held Mo Yan in his arms, and with the shaking of the car, his thin body slammed into the car violently.

Drivers slammed on the accelerator and repeatedly dodged vehicles that deliberately attacked them.

"嗤~~" The sound of tires rubbing violently against the ground resounded above the road.

"Master, I can't bear it any longer. There are so many of them, and their cars are besieging us from all directions..."

Su Haoran's car was forced to the side of the road.

There were several brake sounds one after another on the road, and several cars finally completely surrounded Su Haoran's car.

"Mo Yan, are you alright?"

Su Haoran held Mo Yan's small face in his hands, afraid that something might happen to her.

"I'm fine. Who are those people and why are they dealing with them..."

Mo Yan raised her eyes, her small mouth opened slightly in surprise, "Chen? Why are you?"

Leng Beichen pulled open Su Haoran's car door with a terrified chill, the line of his jaw was extremely tight, and his sexy thin crimson lips curled into a dangerous arc,

"Su Haoran, hug and hug my woman, and still kiss? Treat me as a dead person?"

Leng Beichen grabbed Su Haoran by the back collar and forcefully pulled him out of the car.

"Chen, it's not like that, listen to me..."

Afraid of Leng Beichen's impulsiveness, Mo Yan hurriedly explained, but in the next moment, the man's fist that was as fast as lightning hit Su Haoran's jaw heavily.

"Boom!" Su Haoran flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

Leng Beichen's bodyguards got out of the car one after another, and surrounded Su Haoran in all directions, with their fists and kicks unceremoniously thrown down.

In an instant, Su Haoran was pressed down by the bodyguards and rubbed hard on the ground.

But he is a young master who is delicate and fleshy, but at this moment he is clenching his teeth, like a warrior who sees death as his home, he will not beg for mercy even if he is killed.

"Don't fight, don't fight! He is not a martial arts practitioner, how can he stand up to so many of you?"

I have never seen Leng Beichen being so irrational, and actually ruthless to Su Haoran.

Mo Yan cried in fright, and begged Leng Beichen's hand.

Leng Beichen's black eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, and his whole body was filled with cold and bloodthirsty cruelty and chill,

"You still intercede for him? Are you still missing him? When you were making out with him, did you ever think that you are pregnant with my baby?"

He just saw it all--

Su Haoran hugged Mo Yan very tightly;

The heart-piercing red lip marks on Su Haoran's face;

And pictures of them kissing!
Everything stimulated and bewitched his murderous intent, churning in his chest, almost bursting into the sky.

Mo Yan's chest was sore and astringent, and big tears rolled down,

"You can believe that I didn't harm Gong Murui, why can't you believe that I didn't betray you?
Su Haoran is innocent, you don't punish the real culprit, but deal with an innocent person.

Do you dare to say that you have no other feelings for Leng Siyan? "

Mentioning Leng Siyan, a trace of pain flashed across Leng Beichen's black eyes,
"Siyan is my younger sister. For you, I broke up with her, isn't that enough?"

Mo Yan bit her lower lip tightly with fine white teeth.

Leng Siyan did so many wrong things, he just broke up and said it was for her.

Heh, he is very reluctant and embarrassed, right?

"Anyway, First Young Master Su is innocent, you tell them to stop, or I..."

"Otherwise, what about you? He is innocent? Will the man who is greedy for my woman be innocent?"

Leng Beichen picked up Mo Yan and carried her like a chicken to Su Haoran who was knocked down on the ground. Sen Leng ordered, "Stop."

The bodyguards stopped and stood outside.

Leng Beichen waved his big hand, "Turn around and build a human wall."

The bodyguards turned around in a well-trained manner, each other's straight bodies, shoulders to shoulders, surrounded Leng Beichen, Mo Yan, and Su Haoran tightly in the human wall.

Su Haoran was so beaten that he couldn't get up on the ground. On his fair face, the scarlet blood was particularly glaring.

Mo Yan felt extremely uncomfortable watching it, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Distressed? I will make your hearts hurt even more! Su Haoran, raise your head and see clearly."

Leng Beichen's whole body was full of hostility, and his handsome face was covered with clouds. He grabbed Mo Yan's jaw, and suddenly grabbed it with his big palm.

The human skin mask fell to the ground, Mo Yanying's small face as white as jade was exposed in the sunlight.

"Mo Yan!" Su Haoran smiled with tears in his eyes and blood on the corner of his mouth!

She is really alive!

Su Haoran lay on the ground, laughing out loud, "Mo Yan is still alive, Leng Beichen, you are finally worthy of him...Pfft!"

Leng Beichen kicked Su Haoran's abdomen, causing Su Haoran to convulse in pain.

"Leng Beichen, you're going too far!"

Mo Yan let out a roar, and the anger in his chest swept through his whole body like a stormy wave.

Leng Beichen grabbed her waist with one hand and pinched her cheek with the other. She couldn't move, but felt his madness and danger.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?" Leng Beichen pursed his lips bloodthirstyly, his voice was so cold that it seemed to come from hell,

"I want the man who is greedy for you to witness with his own eyes how much I love you, and let him die in peace!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a "hiss", and there was a chill under Mo Yan's skirt...