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

Mo Yan chose Xiaonannan, she will live wherever Xiaonannan is.

As soon as she settled down, Leng Beichen was about to take her to the hospital.

"Why do you go to the hospital? I'm not sick. What I have is the degeneration of the organs of the elderly, and even gods can't cure it."

"You don't need to have a full physical examination before you enter the nursing home? Take you to the physical examination, what else do you have to say?"

Leng Beichen looked at her skinny body, feeling all sorts of annoyed in his heart.

Mo Yan covered the little girl with a quilt, "This is not a nursing home, can there be professional nurses to take care of me?"

"You may have."

Mo Yan, "...then you are so rich, shouldn't you buy a crib for your little girl? I'm afraid she will roll and fall under the bed."

Leng Beichen's face darkened, "It's not my daughter, why am I worrying about this?"

"If you buy a crib, I'll go to the hospital."

"You dare to blackmail me?"

Leng Beichen had a firm mouth, but he didn't delay a second to make a call, "Get the best and most expensive children's bed, and send it right away."

Mo Yan followed Leng Beichen to the hospital. After the whole body examination was completed, the dean personally reported the results of the physical examination to Leng Beichen.

"Mr. Leng, the patient's condition is not very optimistic. He is old, his whole body is full of diseases, his organs are facing failure, and he won't live long..."

"What did you say?"

Leng Beichen grabbed the dean's collar, his face was extraordinarily rigid, his eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were terrifying.
"I don't care, you find a way to treat her and delay aging."

The dean consulted with many experts and prescribed many high-end nutrition products to delay aging for Mo Yan.

Mo Yan smiled wryly, these would not help her much, and would not be of much use to her life.

"Mr. Leng, the first-level research institute has recently developed a large health care injection of stem cells, which can enhance immunity and delay aging. I heard that the effect is not bad, but the price..."

"Buy it immediately." Leng Beichen had heard a little about this injection.

The price is very expensive, and one injection is usually as high as several million injections. Generally, several injections are required for a course of treatment. Once the injection is given, continuous health care is required. It is not surprising that dozens of injections or hundreds of injections are given, and a large amount of financial support is required.

This is specially developed for rich people, and ordinary people can't afford it.

"Let's forget it. I'm old enough, so I won't waste so much money on you." Mo Yan politely refused.

"What is it? You have to work to pay off your debts. Without my permission, you are not allowed to die! Only by torturing you to death with my own hands can I relieve my hatred."

Mo Yan, "..." He hates her so much!

Not long after, the injection was delivered in a refrigerator.

After Mo Yan got the injection, she felt a little more energetic, but delaying aging is just an exaggeration.

Back at the manor, the little girl just woke up.

She smelled the aroma of the food, and ran to the restaurant wheezing, and saw the maid serving the food.

A large table is filled with delicious dishes, and the aroma is tangy.

Leng Beichen came to have dinner, and saw the little girl lying on the table, drooling, "Want to eat?"

The little girl wiped her saliva with a saliva towel,

"Bad uncle, can you eat so many dishes? Daddy said, it's shameful to waste it. It's right to cook as much as you eat."

Leng Beichen, "...that's because he is poor."

"Nonsense, my dad is handsome and capable, but he can make money."

The little girl was very unconvinced, she folded her hands on her chest, and stared wide-eyed to confront Leng Beichen.

"He will make money?"

Leng Beichen clicked out a few pictures on his phone,
"Did he build you a naughty castle? A princess room? How many toys are there? Did the top toys buy you?"

The little girl looked at the many, many toys in the photo, swallowed her saliva, and turned her head away from looking at them,
"Daddy said that money is something outside of the body, enough toys are enough to play with, and too many are useless."

"I'll let someone build a top luxury naughty castle, and see if you can play it then."

Leng Beichen immediately called and asked people to start construction tonight and build it as quickly as possible.

The little girl smiled like a flower with a "hee hee", "Then I will consider it as appropriate to give you face, just play casually."

Leng Beichen, "..." How do you feel, he's been tricked by the little guy?
Mo Yan picked up the little girl and threw Leng Beichen a big roll of her eyes, "What's the difference between you and a one-year-old baby?"

"One-year-old? One-year-old who can talk non-stop? Still very black-bellied. Better than my two sons.

Thanks to Su Haoran's idiot brain, he was able to give birth to such a quirky little child prodigy. "

Leng Beichen suddenly stopped his chopsticks, a brilliance flashed in his deep black eyes, "Is it really one year old?"

"How do I know how old I am? I wasn't born." Mo Yan slipped his tongue, so he had no choice but to prevaricate him casually.

Leng Siyan also came to eat, and the atmosphere at the dinner table became awkward.

The little girl looked at Leng Siyan,

"Mommy, I can forgive you for abandoning your husband and daughter, so you can do it right."

Leng Siyan was so disturbed that she couldn't eat, "My name is Leng Siyan, not your mommy."

Mo Yan's heart shuddered, she turned out to be Leng Siyan, she had plastic surgery to look like her, she was already with Leng Beichen...

"Mr. Leng, sleeping in your room with my little girl will affect you, why don't you change us to a guest room."

Leng Siyan's complexion changed again, and he felt angry.

No matter how she looks, she can't even touch Leng Beichen's hand.

The old woman would poke her sore spots as soon as she came, and she couldn't eat this meal.

She got up angrily, "Brother Beichen, I don't have any appetite, so I'm going to sleep first."

Mo Yan was sitting next to her, when she moved the chair and was about to leave, she caught a glimpse of Mo Yan leaning over.

The clothes were so baggy that her thin body couldn't hold them up.

The slightly oversized collar drooped down, and her empty front was flat.

Ah!Could she be Mo Yan?
The best thing is that she is Mo Yan, so that Leng Beichen can completely hate her when he sees her ugly appearance.

Leng Siyan suddenly poured a bowl of soup on Mo Yan's chest,
"Oh, I was not careful. Are you okay, mother-in-law? Let me help you see if you get burned?"

As she spoke, she did it herself, "tearing" and ripping off Mo Yan's clothes.

Mo Yan's shriveled figure was exposed in Leng Beichen's eyes.

"Pfft! Fortunately, it didn't get burned. Grandma, you should pay attention to maintenance when you are old. How can you let yourself be so shriveled? Seeing something scary, I thought it was a skeleton."

Leng Siyan picked up a towel and threw it to Mo Yan,
"It's a good thing the soup isn't hot, otherwise I'd be really afraid that you'd touch the porcelain and sue me in front of Brother Beichen."

Mo Yan sneaked a glance at Leng Beichen, her old face flushed slightly.

Her appearance is indeed quite scary, but her life will not be long, so what else is there to look at?
"I'm going to change clothes."

"I saw that you deliberately poured soup on my mother-in-law, you are a bad mommy!"

The little girl exposed Leng Siyan mercilessly.

Leng Beichen's tall body stood up with a cold expression,
"Siyan, don't get close to her in the future."

"Brother Beichen, don't you hate Mo Yan? I just want to vent my anger on you."

"I will make her life worse than death, and you don't need to do it."

Leng Beichen suddenly leaned over, hugged Mo Yan, and walked upstairs to the bedroom with long legs.

Leng Siyan was dumbfounded, is he bewitched?

Mistaking an ugly old woman for Mo Yan, but still treating her so well, is this making her life worse than death?

"I can still go, let me down."

Mo Yan was overwhelmed by the sudden masculine aura and was very uncomfortable.

"Don't move." Leng Beichen looked down at the old woman in his arms.

She is light and light, as if she has been dried by the wind, even if she gets old, she won't be so shabby.

"What's wrong with you in the past two years? It's not enough to stab me to death, but you still want me to see your jokes, die of laughter?"

"I'm not Mo Yan."

Mo Yan silently flattened the soiled clothes to cover her flat chest.

"Okay, you can prove it to me."

When they came to the bedroom, Leng Beichen carried Mo Yan into the bathroom and gave her a hot bath.

"The water temperature is just right."

He straightened up and saw that Mo Yan was standing still, "Why are you still holding the stick? Do you want me to take it off for you?"

"You are here, how can I take a shower?" Mo Yan pulled her clothes.