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

Mo Yan's pupils tightened for a while, and her hands pressed against Leng Beichen's shoulders.

"Leng Beichen, how dare you?" Under the harsh sunlight, her face was pale.

She couldn't imagine that if Leng Beichen really did something worse than a beast, how would she face him?
"Leng Beichen, you have the guts to come at me. If you want to kill or cut you, what kind of a hero is you who bullies women?" Su Haoran struggled desperately to get up.

"Overestimating one's abilities!" Leng Beichen pressed the line of his lips coldly, and gently waved his arms.

A powerful heat wave suddenly hit Su Haoran, lifted him high, and fell heavily to the ground.

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth and dripped to the ground.

"Hao Ran!" Mo Yan burst into tears.

Seeing Su Haoran struggling to die for her, Mo Yan kicked and hit Leng Beichen desperately and frantically.

She really wanted to wake him up!

But the beating made her hands and feet painful and numb, but the man remained motionless like a cold-blooded sculpture that didn't understand pain.

"Oh, you shouted so affectionately that you didn't even bring your last name?"

The anger in Leng Beichen's chest raged wildly.

What is the pain in the body?The pain in my heart was like being stabbed by a poisonous needle in the heart.

Leng Beichen's bottomless black eyes were bloodthirsty and red, and he seemed to be in a daze.

All the painful memories swept wildly.

Mo Yanmi murdered his master, he endured untold hardships, reluctantly parted with his love, and sacrificed two little treasures to make atonement for her.

Mo Yan aborted his baby, he suppressed the pain in his heart, and lied to himself that everything can pass, and he will overcome all difficulties to be with her.

Mo Yan laughed at him for being cold and violent towards him when he was becoming stupid, crazy, at the lowest point and most helpless. He told himself that he could forgive them all, as long as they were together...

But now, she not only overstepped with Su Haoran, but also beat him up for Su Haoran.

"Mo Yan, you forced me to—"

He lowered his head, and aggressively bit Mo Yanxue's neck.

Between the ruthless thin lips, a touch of rust seeped into the lips and teeth.

Mo Yan's skin was delicate, and when he felt his warm breath, his neck ached.

Before she could react, she touched her slightly sore neck with her hand, and her pupils suddenly constricted.

There was blood on his hands.

"Leng Beichen, stop, I beg you to stop, don't make any more mistakes!"

"Unless you never see him!"

Leng Beichen raised his handsome face, which was as gloomy as that of an emissary from hell, the blood red on his thin lips looked extraordinarily weird and evil.

Mo Yan gritted her teeth, "Impossible!"

"No?"

Leng Beichen's lips twitched bloodthirstyly, and he suddenly pushed Mo Yan away from his embrace.

In the next moment, he turned her around, and his powerful arms encircled her forcefully from behind.

"Ah!" Mo Yan was heartbroken.

It was like a torture, tearing her in half.

Mo Yan's heart was bleeding, her whole body trembled, life would be worse than death.

Endless shame and anger rolled in my heart...

After being hit hard again and again, Mo Yan, who was in a state of confusion, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

Like being struck by lightning, many pictures flashed in my mind one by one.

Mo Yan's eyes widened, and he remembered everything in an instant.

She is the real Mo Yan.

Leng Beichen, you hypocrite!tyrant!Black-bellied man!
He pretended to have a split personality, used Leng Boshe's identity to deceive her feelings, and tricked her into falling in love with him deeply.

In the hospital, Leng Beichen raped her coldly like a crazy devil like now.

When he was in love with her, the Interpol dropped from the sky and caught her. This was a trap he carefully arranged.

She was pregnant, and he sent someone to secretly push her down the stairs. The poor baby died in a pool of blood before it was even formed...

Everything came back to her mind clearly, and Mo Yan was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.

It turned out that he had always been a demon, but she lost her memory and was blinded by him again...

After Leng Beichen was furious, his emotions calmed down a little.

He felt something was wrong with the woman in front of him.

She was motionless, like a rag doll that had lost its soul.

He hugged Mo Yan tightly, his handsome face pressed against her tear-stained little face, his voice was so low and hoarse that it was shocking,

"Mo Yan, don't leave me, I will treat you well..."

"I hate you! You and I are incompatible in this life, we will always be enemies!"

Mo Yan exhausted her last strength, gritted her teeth as if swearing, and paused every word.

Leng Beichen clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged, "I can't help you! Take my woman back."

"Yes, sir."

The bodyguards returned to the car, and two bodyguards who were most familiar with Mo Yan were sent out as representatives.

Facing Mo Yan, they cautiously tried to persuade him with clumsy tongues,
"Young lady, it's windy outside, get in the car first."

"Husband and wife fight at the end of the bed and..."

"For the sake of the baby, take a step back..."

"Baby..." There was bitterness on Mo Yan's lips, tears rolled down again like broken pearls.

"Leng Beichen, I will not give birth to a baby for you again. I can't let the baby get involved in our grievances and fall into a lifetime of pain."

As soon as the words fell, a silver needle flashed on her fingertips.

"Stop!" Leng Beichen tried to stop him, but he was a step too late.

The silver needles had been pierced into the important acupoints quickly and accurately, Mo Yan was clutching her lower abdomen, her face was livid from the pain.

After a while, a few drops of blood dripped on the ground.

"Ah~~~" Leng Beichen looked up to the sky and screamed, his eyes cracked.

Grief and fury shook the road around like raging waves.

Plants are broken for it, flowers are withered for it, and birds and beasts cry for it.

"Mo Yan, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life!" Leng Beichen, who was filled with grief and indignation, suddenly raised his palm.

An invisible force suddenly attacked Su Haoran.

"No!" Mo Yan's desperate cry resounded in the sky.

Su Haoran was already on the verge of death, how could he withstand Leng Beichen's palm?
But she was physically and mentally injured, her body was like pieces of duckweed, and even taking a step was painful and extremely difficult.

How should she save Su Haoran?
A powerful force came head-on, Su Haoran's pupils constricted for a while, and he had no power to dodge.

"Mo Yan, take care!" He closed his eyes in despair.

Suddenly, his body tightened, and a fragrant breath and a soft and warm touch enveloped him.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of "Boom!", and the applause fell.

Feel a tremor all over your body, but it doesn't hurt so much?
Su Haoran opened his eyes in astonishment, only to see He Qiushan throwing herself on top of him and slapping him forcefully.

"Qiu Shan, why are you so stupid?"

Su Haoran hugged He Qiushan, who was breathing weakly, and wept bitterly.

Blood gushed out from the corner of He Qiushan's mouth, she stretched out her hand with difficulty to caress Su Haoran's bruised face,

"It's all my fault, it's late... You live well..."

Seeing that two good friends were severely injured by Leng Beichen, Mo Yan was furious, and every cell in his body was filled with hatred.

"Leng Beichen, you devil!" With the last of her strength, she threw out the silver needle.

Leng Beichen didn't move at all, his black eyes were heavy as he let the silver needles pierce his acupuncture points.

Mo Yan's little heart tightened violently.

She was so angry that as soon as she made a move, she flew a needle at his dead point.

Mo Yan's tear-filled eyes widened, and the blood in his body condensed into ice.

He hit her silver needle in the fatal point, and he will surely die!
But he could easily dodge her silver needle, why did he stand still?

A few days ago when the plane crashed, she even prayed that as long as he was alive, she was willing to give up everything.

Why?Why did she fall to the point where she killed him with her own hands?

Bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, Leng Beichen's long straight legs staggered, and his tall body fell straight backwards.

"Master! Wake up..."

The bodyguards rushed up and hugged Leng Beichen, who was upright but out of breath...