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

Leng Beichen scratched the old woman's face with both hands in disbelief, but nothing came off.

Her face is real!
"Who are you?"

His bottomless black eyes locked on the old woman, as if he wanted to see through her soul.

"I'm just a humble old man."

The old woman had a frail little body, but her eyes drifted to the little girl who was placed on the main table by Leng Beichen.

A trace of kindness and relief flashed in her calm eyes.

"I'm here to send Mo Yan's ashes. I hope you can bury her. All grievances and grievances are limited to you adults, and don't spread to the next generation."

"I don't believe it, Mo Yan can't die! I'm not dead, what right does she have to die?"

There was pain in Leng Beichen's eyes, "Say, where is Mo Yan?"

"It's in the box. Death is the most important thing, don't be attached to it anymore." The old woman said, reaching out to hug the little girl.

Seeing that she was about to be hugged, Xiaonuan's collar suddenly tightened, and Leng Beichen picked her up again.

"Heh! Want to snatch the child? Just rely on your old bones?"

Leng Beichen hugged the little girl in her arms, raised her sword eyebrows,

"If you want a daughter, follow me back, I will always have a way to prove that you are Mo Yan.

Fortunately, you figured it out. In order to avoid me, you gave yourself the medicine of premature aging, and you became very sick. "

Mo Yan, "..." He is still the same as before, self-righteous!
But she could see that Leng Beichen didn't intend to let her little girl go today.

She comforted Su Haoran and He Qiushan,

"I'll go back with him and let him see my old bones clearly, and he will let the little girl go naturally. You can go to your honeymoon at ease."

Su Haoran and He Qiushan looked at each other, is this old woman really Mo Yan?

But Leng Beichen's ability to judge and analyze is unrivaled, they are confused...

The anniversary banquet of the Leng Group was completely messed up, but Leng Beichen seemed to be in a much better mood.

In the car.

Leng Beichen asked Mo Yan and Xiaonuan to sit in the back seat with him, and Leng Siyan sat in the passenger seat.

The little girl was playing between Leng Beichen and Mo Yan. She was very attached to Mo Yan, and liked to hold her neck and kiss her.

"Grandma, aren't you afraid of Uncle Cool? He's a bad guy."

In front of Leng Beichen, Xiao Nannan poked him in the back very shamelessly.

"Don't be afraid, he just looks fierce. Go and kiss him, little girl, and he will be happy."

Mo Yan thought, she can't be too selfish.

Bringing up a little girl will take up a lot of energy of Su Haoran and He Qiushan. They should have a vigorous relationship and have their own baby.

Therefore, the little girl can only——

She secretly glanced at Leng Beichen who was sitting beside her with a cold expression, and then looked at Leng Siyan who was sitting in the passenger seat.

She didn't know that she was Leng Siyan, but, what kindness could a woman who had plastic surgery look like her be close to Leng Beichen?
She was worried about handing her little girl into the hands of such a woman.

But she was getting older, and she closed her eyes at some point.

The whereabouts of her little girl became her biggest worry.

At that time, the oil was exhausted, and she was on the verge of death. When she quietly waited for the god of death to come, a strange stitch flashed in her mind.

But at that time, she was short of breath and couldn't even open her eyes, and it became a luxury to move her hands.

A dying person really didn't have the energy to give herself the needle, so she used her last strength to prick an important acupuncture point according to the last step of the acupuncture method.

As a result, she survived again, barely alive.

But in the end, the acupuncture was used too late. She survived, but she was aging rapidly and was weak.

Even if she regained her physical strength later, it would be useless to give herself the strange acupuncture method.

She surrendered.

So when she saw Leng Beichen again, she didn't have the energy to hate her anymore, she just thought that in her lifetime, she should make arrangements for her little girl's whereabouts so that she could die with peace of mind.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at Leng Beichen, thinking for a while.

Probably because she felt that it was better to untangle enemies than to make knots, she twisted her hands onto Leng Beichen, and smacked his handsome face.

"Uncle Cool, I've kissed you before, you can't be cruel to my daddy anymore."

Leng Beichen's thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, "Look at your mommy's performance."

The little girl scratched her head and looked at Leng Siyan on the passenger seat, not understanding what Leng Beichen meant.

Mo Yan picked up the little girl, "Little girl's daily task is to have fun, don't worry about the adults."

"Grandma said that a child with a father is a treasure, and I want to protect the father."

The little girl lay in Mo Yan's arms, feeling an unprecedented sense of security, and soon fell asleep.

Without the little girl's chirping, the car was instantly suffocatingly quiet.

Leng Beichen looked out the window, and all kinds of memories flooded his mind.

He was sure that the person sitting next to him was Mo Yan.

He was convinced that Mo Yan had intentionally tampered with himself so that he would grow old.

But if she just wants to blind him, and just disguise, why really grow old?
Already old, can you use drugs to come back young?Even if she is a genius doctor, it is impossible for her to have the ability to return to old children.

There are many unsolvable mysteries circling in his mind, so he can only test her again...

Mo Yan also looked out of the car.

Today's events far exceeded her expectations.

Next, he can only take one step at a time, or find a good woman for Leng Beichen to be the stepmother of his little daughter?
"Brother Beichen, is she really Mo Yan?" Leng Siyan broke the awkward atmosphere in the car.

It's hard to believe that Mo Yan is only 23 years old at most, how could he become so old?
"The skin on her hands is all wrinkled, and the neck lines on her neck are also very obvious. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a fake."

Leng Beichen turned his head, grabbed Mo Yan's slender wrist, and carefully observed her skin.

Skinny, skin wrinkled, dull, and even age spots.

"You insist on turning yourself into this inhuman and ghost-like appearance? Why don't you hurry up and take the antidote?"

Leng Beichen's jaw line was tense, as if he had grown old, which made him want to get angry.

Mo Yan wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that his hand was very strong,

"I am an old man with osteoporosis. If you try harder, I will have a comminuted fracture."

Leng Beichen closed his eyes in annoyance, feeling anxious for a while.

He touched it just now, and she is really the skeleton of an old man.

Mo Yan rubbed his painful wrist vigorously, seemingly muttering in a low voice, but deliberately let every word penetrate into Leng Beichen's ears,

"I've said it all, I'm just an old passer-by, not Mo Yan.

What kind of antidote is so powerful and can rejuvenate?
If I had this medicine, I would have been rich a long time ago, but would I still be so poor as I am now, that I can't even afford to go to a nursing home? "

"Since you have nowhere to retire, I will show kindness and let you retire in my manor."

Mo Yan, "..." Sure enough, too many words will lead to mistakes.

When they arrived at Leng Beichen's manor, Leng Beichen asked Sister Wu to arrange rooms for Mo Yan and Xiaonuan.

Mo Yan volunteered to take care of the little girl, "Help us arrange a room, she is still young, so she probably can't pee by herself."

"The child shares a room with me. If you want to take care of the child to pee, why not make a partner on the sofa in my room?"

Leng Beichen hooked his lips evilly, deliberately making things difficult for Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's brows were furrowed into a ball, let Xiaonuan share a room with Leng Beichen?
Leng Beichen doesn't know the identity of the little girl now, maybe she will do something drastic, how can she rest assured?

Besides, would he be willing to take care of the little girl?
It's fine for her to sleep on the sofa, but it's too embarrassing for her to be in the same room as Leng Beichen as an old woman.

Mo Yan is caught in a dilemma...