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

Leng Beichen stepped forward to check Mo Xuyao's breath, and found that he had died and was silent.

He held Mo Yan tightly in his arms, "Don't be too sad, he hasn't regarded you as his daughter all these years."

Mo Yan burst into tears like rain.

She still remembered that when the vicious mother and daughter bullied her, Mo Xuyao ​​not only pretended to be deaf and dumb, but also eagerly used her to exchange money with the Leng family.

But he was originally her only family member in this world.

She wanted to find out her life experience before she died, but at this critical moment, Mo Xuyao ​​went to Huangquan one step ahead of her.

What the hell, why does God tease her again and again?
When you are old and dying, you don't want her to know your life experience?
Mo Yan really wanted to scold the sky.

The more she thought about it, the more wronged she became, and she simply nestled in Leng Beichen's arms and cried loudly.

Tears wet Leng Beichen's skirt, and a large area of ​​his shirt was wet.

Leng Beichen didn't dislike her, and patted her back and spine lightly with his big palm, as if he understood her pain, and murmured,
"Don't worry, I'll help you investigate your life experience."

Mo Yan, "..." He had already seen through her real purpose of coming to Mo's house this time?

"You know I'm not here to treat you?"

"With my IQ, is it hard to guess?"

Mo Yan, "..."

When the servants of Mo's family heard the movement, they all shouted, "It's not good, the master committed suicide by jumping off the building~~"

Two crying women ran out of the living room.

Mo Yan recognized that one of them was the secretary who had an affair with Mo Xuyao.

After Mo Xiaodie was deceived by the fake Leng Tianze and caused a scandal, Mo Xuyao ​​took the opportunity to use the excuse of ruining the family reputation to drive Su Shuran's mother and daughter out of the house.

On the same day, the secretary Xiaosan entered the house and moved into Mo's house.

The secretary cried into a ball, she was really sad, because Mo Xuyao's will has not yet been made, and they have not really married

In this way, she may not get any inheritance.

The other woman squeezed two crocodile tears, faked crying twice, and there was no more.

Mo Yan looked at the woman in gold and silver, her pupils constricted for a while.

Su Shuran?
Her whole body is high-end customization.

Limited edition, big diamonds, mink fur coat, and even fishnet stockings are all made of the best material, for fear that people will not know that she has become a rich woman.

Su Shuran backed away, fearing that her expensive limited-edition shoes would be stained by the blood on the ground.

"Mr. Leng, long time no see."

Although everyone's focus was on Mo Xuyao ​​who was lying on the ground in a pool of blood, Leng Beichen was an existence that could not be ignored no matter what the occasion.

Su Shuran hurriedly greeted him, her curious eyes turned back and forth on Mo Yan who was in his arms.

"Is this the elder of the Leng family? Are you an old acquaintance with Lao Mo?"

She always felt that the old woman looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

But she was crying so hard, couldn't it be that she had an affair with Mo Xuyao ​​when she was young, right?

Thinking about it this way, Su Shuran looked at Mo Yan with a bit more hostility.

"The one held by me, of course, can only be, my husband——"

Leng Beichen's handsome face made everyone angry. He didn't hide his contempt, and he didn't give Su Shuran a single glance.

His slender fingers wiped Mo Yan's tears away, "Baby, don't cry, you will ruin your body."

His voice is extremely gentle, completely opposite to the arrogant and unruly tone he said to Su Shuran just now.

Mo Yan's old body trembled slightly, and he actually called her "baby" again.

Hearing this "baby" again, she felt as if she had passed away.

Su Shuran's eyes widened in disbelief, and her mouth opened wide.

This... this is impossible, right?

She had been abroad for two years, and such a big joke happened in Tiancheng?
Leng Beichen married an ugly old woman who was older than her, and became the young mistress of the Leng family?

Is he blind?

It must be that this ugly old woman used a different method to confuse Leng Beichen.

She herself relied on dirty means to fascinate the 90-year-old international predator, so she got a huge inheritance and became one of the top rich women.

Therefore, in her eyes, other people are as bad as she is.

"Mr. Leng, have you been humiliated by this old woman?
She cheated your money, even if you want to cheat your money, you have to find a young and beautiful one to cheat you..."

Before she finished speaking, "Crack!" There was a crisp sound.

Su Shuran got a big mouth for no reason.

Her plump body was sent flying by that powerful force, and she fell heavily on the granite ground.

"Ouch~~ Who hit me just now?"

Su Shuran's head was "buzzing" from the beating, and she was so painful that she couldn't get up on the ground.

She wiped her swollen and numb face, and screamed in horror, "Ah? Blood? There's a lot of blood~~"

One side of her face swelled into a pig's head at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood in the corners of her mouth and nostrils could not be stopped.

"I don't beat women, but I hate people who bully my women the most. I suspect that Mo Xuyao ​​was pushed off the roof by you, not suicide."

Leng Beichen's unfathomable black eyes contained no warmth, like Shura from hell.

Su Shuran shuddered, unable to hide her panic,
"I didn't push him, I had no idea."

Her panic just fell into the eyes of the investigators who had just arrived at the scene.

Sirens blared outside the door, and ambulances and police cars came.

The investigators immediately took Su Shuran under control, regardless of whether she was suspected or not, they took her back for a record.

Mo Yan and Leng Beichen left after being briefly questioned by the investigators.

In the car.

Mo Yan remembered that when Su Shuran was taken away by the investigators, she even shouted for innocence so palely, she looked very wronged and embarrassed, so relieved!

Her grief was distracted and she felt better,
"Mr. Leng, how did you see that Su Shuran was suspected?"

Leng Beichen pursed his lips wickedly, "Whoever tells her to be disrespectful to my woman, regardless of whether she is suspected or not, let her sit in the police station for a while."

Mo Yan, "..." So he was blackmailing Su Shuran just now.

It sounds like he treats her very well, defending her everywhere and loving her dearly.

If she was still the butterfly who lost her memory two years ago, she would definitely be very moved and happy.

But now...

Mo Yan secretly told himself that no matter what he did, he couldn't take it seriously.

If it is true, she will lose miserably.

Leng Beichen's cell phone rang, Chen Yuhuan called,

"Young master, the vacation has been arranged. Shall we leave tomorrow?"

"How can you be in the mood? The young master is useless."

Leng Beichen's sideways eyes caught Mo Yan's tear-stained face, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

Is she smiling?
You cried so badly just now, even if you feel better, you won't laugh, right?

Unless she was—laughing at him?
Leng Beichen knew it in his heart.

He remained calm, "Leave tonight, maybe a honeymoon, I can get back the feeling."

"Honeymoon? You want to have an early honeymoon with Ms. Wu?" Mo Yan unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.

Leng Beichen scraped the tip of her nose with his slender fingers,
"I've said it all. I have nothing to do with her. How can I take her on honeymoon?"

"You don't plan to follow me, do you? I don't want to. You should ask Gao Ming."

Mo Yan shrank towards the car window, with a posture of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

She didn't want to stand with Leng Beichen and attract strange looks from others.

Just like Su Shuran just now, looking at her is like looking at a monster.

If she was wandering alone on the street, in the eyes of others, she would be just an inconspicuous old man.

But once she is held by Leng Beichen, she will attract everyone's attention, making people feel that she is an old witch who eats tender grass.

Leng Beichen hugged Mo Yan on his lap, stroked her gray hair a few times with his fingertips, affectionately,

"When we got married, I was a vegetable and you were a fool. We went from disliking each other to... Anyway, I owe you a wedding and a honeymoon..."

"..."

Recalling the beginning, Mo Yan's nasal cavity was sore, but the next moment,
"Stop, skip the sensational part." She pushed his hand away indifferently.

I was almost moved by his superb acting skills.

"Tell me, what is the real purpose?"

Leng Beichen's handsome face slowly opened a sinister arc,

"Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy. I haven't seen you for two years. Your appearance has matured, and your brain has also matured."

"Stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point." Mo Yan rolled his eyes at him.

In the next moment, her eyes went dark, and Leng Beichen's incomparably handsome face magnified infinitely in front of her.

When the four lips touched, Mo Yan stretched out her hand to cover his approaching thin lips, "What are you going to do again?"

"It's not what you said, straight to the point?" Leng Beichen kissed Mo Yan's palm.

Mo Yan poked at his forehead,
"Can you stop pretending those nonsense things in your mind? Seriously, if you don't tell me, I won't go on vacation."

"Okay, let's be serious." Leng Beichen clicked on a few photos on his phone.

Mo Yan leaned forward to take a look, surprise overflowing his eyes,

"What the hell? A photo of Haoran and Qiushan?"

After a while, she suddenly figured it out, and her eyes widened.
"You sent someone to follow them?"