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

Seeing that the girl's lips were about to touch Leng Beichen, Mo Yan frowned.

Leng Beichen had no intention of running away?
Oh, it seems that this is not the first time they have kissed.

The more this happened, the more she didn't want him to be free.

Mo Yan's eyes were sharp and her hands quickly covered the girl's lips.
"Is this the etiquette of Guidao? Do you rush forward and kiss when you meet?"

Aman was stunned, "No, I only kiss the island owner, not others."

For the sake of Leng Beichen, she has practiced fluent Chinese.

Now that he finally came, she was overjoyed. Regardless of the girl's shyness, she wanted to go forward to express her miss.

"Heh! You're quite frank." Mo Yan felt angry, "Why did you only kiss him?"

"Because... because the island owner is a great hero."

Under the darkness, I couldn't see the girl's expression clearly.

But Mo Yan could imagine her blushing with embarrassment.

"The hero is about to be kissed? Wouldn't the hero's wife be pissed off? You like him, right?"

Mo Yan asked directly.

Aman was really shy. He lowered his head and fiddled with the corner of his clothes a few times, then raised his head and admitted bravely, "Yes, I like the island owner."

Mo Yan approached her, "How old do you think I am?"

She asked suddenly, and Oman was puzzled for a while.

But to be polite, she still looked at Mo Yan carefully under the dim light, "Thirty?"

"What eyesight? I'm 45."

Mo Yan suspects that Leng Beichen fed him chocolate on the plane, making him look younger again.

"Ah? And then?" Aman was at a loss, she didn't really care about the stranger's age.

"Then, you will be twenty at most this year, what do you want to call me?" Mo Yan didn't intend to let her go.

"This year, calling you aunt?"

"Hey~~ My niece is really good."

Mo Yan took out a red envelope and stuffed it into the girl's hand, "This is a gift from Auntie."

Oman,"……"

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yan changed the subject, "Then what should you call my husband?"

"Uncle." Oman without thinking.

A smug smile appeared on Mo Yan's lips,

"Leng Beichen, people call you uncle, why don't you?"

"What? How could the owner of the island be yours..." Oman's eyes widened, in disbelief.

Leng Beichen was young and handsome, and had nothing to do with the woman in front of her who claimed to be her aunt.

Mo Yan patted her on the shoulder, "Little girl, when Auntie married him, she was just like you, a delicate and beautiful flower."

Oman,"……"

Mo Yan sighed deeply, "It is said that a man has 41 flowers and a woman has [-] scumbags. He lives more and more freely, looks for flowers and asks willows, and has confidante friends all over the world.

And I helped him give birth to a bunch of children, and now I look like a yellow-faced woman. "

Oman's eyes were full of horror, "I don't believe it, the island owner is not this kind of person, and he looks like he is only in his 20s."

"Then you can ask him yourself. If he says I'm not his wife, then just pretend I didn't say so."

Mo Yan looked sideways, and stared at Leng Beichen, who stood aside with a smile, who looked extraordinarily stern and elegant.

He was always greeted by the rest of the island, returning everyone's enthusiasm with a slight nod.

Seeing his calm and composed appearance without the slightest bit of shame, there was a trace of hatred in Mo Yan's eyes that wanted to strangle him to death.

He pretended not to hear their conversation, did he?
Back then, she was given to him for the first time. At the age of 20, she married his pretended vegetable. At the age of 23, she turned into an old woman.

In the past two years, he has been in constant love affairs. In this paradise, he has never stopped, and he even hooked up with little girls, right?

In his heart, he didn't feel any guilt towards her, did he?
Ah!She disagrees.

This girl is too young to be a stepmother to a little girl.

Mo Yan looked away.

Leng Beichen could expose the lies she just made up at any time, and she didn't expect him to admit that he was a middle-aged uncle in his forties in front of a young girl.

But she thought it over, if Leng Beichen insisted on going her own way, then don't blame her for being rude.

She tried her best to sabotage his various affairs until she found a suitable stepmother for her little daughter.

Oman persistently asked Leng Beichen for confirmation,
"Island owner, are you and her really husband and wife? Are you really over 40 years old?"

Leng Beichen, "..." Mo Yan is jealous?
He was pestered by other people to say hello just now, and he did not listen carefully to the conversation between the two women.

Inexplicably, he was a little happy.

Mo Yan said that she didn't care about him a hundred times, and she was unambiguous when she was jealous, directly discrediting his age.

He stretched out his long arms and hugged Mo Yan into his arms,
"My wife is what she says. She says I am as old as I am."

Mo Yan was taken aback, Leng Beichen, a respectable CEO, allowed her to smear him?

"Baby, the sea breeze is a bit strong." Leng Beichen took off his coat and put it on Mo Yan.

Mo Yan was really cold, so he tightened his coat, and when he looked back, he found that Aman ran away.

Looking from behind, her shoulders twitched, as if she was crying.

Mo Yan suddenly raised her leg and stepped on Leng Beichen,

"It's all your fault. You have provoked the little girl so well, and now she is sad."

"Hiss~~" Leng Beichen could have easily avoided Mo Yan's sneak attack.

But he stood still and kicked her hard.

Mo Yan was surprised again, he is too abnormal today, he can't even dodge?
"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, you did the right thing." Leng Beichen stroked Mo Yan's hair that was blown tousled by the sea breeze.

Immediately, he changed the subject, and his handsome face pulled a sly arc,

"But if you step on my foot casually, you will have to pay a huge price."

Mo Yan, "..." It turned out that he intentionally kicked her to get revenge on her.

Leng Beichen was still chatting with the islanders, so Mo Yan followed everyone into his private villa.

The construction of the island villa is unique. The unique exterior wall and luxurious interior make the villa and the natural environment of the island ingeniously integrated, creating a feeling of harmony between man and nature.

But Mo Yan had no intention of appreciating the ingenious layout of the villa, she was tired and wanted to rest early.

In the villa, there are islanders who have lived on the island for a long time and serve as Leng Beichen's housekeeper and maid.

"Please arrange a room for us."

"This way, please." The housekeeper probably had already received the notice and had already tidied up the room.

The villa is very spacious, but most of the area is used for recreation and sea view, and there are not many bedrooms.

Su Haoran and He Qiushan are husband and wife, so they were naturally arranged in the same room.

Due to Mrs. Su's presence, Su Haoran had no choice but to acquiesce and did not raise any objections.

Mrs. Su and Du Xialan were arranged to share the same room, and the little girl slept with the two wives.

Chen Yuhuan also lived in a guest room.

"And what about me?"

Mo Yan saw that everyone had a home, but she hadn't yet.

The butler was puzzled. He was notified to prepare three guest rooms. Could it be that this woman came here temporarily?
Thankfully he was prepared.

Mo Yan was assigned to a relatively small room, just opposite to Su Haoran's room.

"Ma'am, although this room is not very big, it can watch the sea view from 65 to [-] degrees without any dead angle."

Mo Yan thanked the butler and happily moved in.

As the butler said, the three walls and ceiling of this room have automatic doors.

As long as the automatic door is opened, the wall becomes transparent, and you can directly see the beautiful scenery of the island outside.

It is estimated that you can see seagulls, dolphins and so on at close range during the day.

Mo Yan lay on the bed, looking up at the night sky of the island, "Leng Beichen can really enjoy it!"

She pressed the remote control, closed the automatic door, and slept peacefully.

I don't know how long I slept, I only heard a "click", which seemed to be the sound of unlocking.

Maybe it was too quiet in the villa, but the sound was very clear, directly stimulating the brain to make various associations.

Mo Yan shuddered and woke up completely. Looking at the time, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

The door lock of her room didn't move. Is that the next room?Or the opposite room?

Is Leng Beichen back?

He came back so late, did he go on a date with that little girl?