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

Leng Beichen's habitually pursed crimson thin lips were as if cut by a knife, the lines were hard and cold, and the color was natural and sexy.

Seductive to the extreme.

The male hormonal breath of masculinity pierced the tip of her nose all the time, Mo Yan originally only wanted to tease him, but was bewitched unconsciously and leaned forward again.

The distance between the four lips was only a piece of thin paper, Mo Yan stopped abruptly.

Leng Beichen was surprised that he didn't push her away.

He had always hated being too close to people.

Even if it was Qin Xiaoyang, even if they were holding hands, he would instinctively keep a distance of more than ten centimeters from her.

Not to mention, each other's breaths intertwined, and the other's breath lingered at the tip of their noses. It was the first time in his memory that they were so close.

The setting sun shone on the woman's small face as white as jade, and her exquisite facial features were magnified in front of him, and even the tiny white hairs on her skin could be clearly seen.

Especially her pink lips without lipstick look so soft and alluring.

As long as he moves forward, he can snatch her fragrance.

Leng Beichen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, this feeling was too familiar.

"What are your future plans?" He restrained the inexplicable desire to kiss her, and asked the same question for the third time.

Seeing that Mo Yan still didn't understand what he was going to ask, he had no choice but to patiently explain,

"Leng Beichen cheated. What are your plans in the future? Are you going to put up with your man having an affair?"

Mo Yan, "..." He actually cared about her?

"I'm going to—" Her eyes flicked across the other side of the river bank inadvertently, and her heart trembled.

Someone with a telephoto camera filming them?Did the paparazzi follow them?
Mo Yan's face darkened slightly, it was so difficult to have a moment of tranquility!

"I'm planning to--"

She suddenly let out an "ah" and fell headlong into the river.

With a "plop", Mo Yan fell into the water.

Leng Beichen, "..." He didn't touch her at all, she was sitting firmly, how could she fall into the water for no reason?
Unless, she did it on purpose.

"Help~~" Mo Yan's buoyant cry for help came from the water.

"You can't swim?" Leng Beichen's mouth curled up in a playful arc.

Seeing her constantly choking on water, throwing her arms and legs out of order, and struggling to die, it doesn't look like she's pretending.

He doesn't know how to be watery, so he dares to plant himself in the water and frame him as the blame?

Enough guts!
The most poisonous woman's heart, he has learned the lesson.

With a leap, he jumped into the water with a beautiful posture, and with two or three strokes, he circled the woman and lifted her out of the water.

"Hey, if you want to cheat me, do you have to fight with your own life?"

Leng Beichen carried the woman to swim to a place where he could go ashore, while teasing and laughing at her.

But he didn't see a response from the woman for a long time, he looked strangely sideways, and immediately frowned tightly.

Mo Yan closed her eyes tightly, her face was pale, and her lips and teeth were clenched.

His heart tightened, her water skills were too poor.

Not caring so much, Leng Beichen quickly put one hand around her slender waist, and pinched Mo Yan's cheek with a big hand, forcing her to open her mouth.

He no longer hesitated, leaned forward, sealed her lips, and breathed air into her lung cavity.

Mo Yan gradually regained consciousness, without opening her eyes, she could clearly feel that it was Leng Beichen who was breathing for her.

Just now she was choked by a sip of water and couldn't catch her breath. She almost went like this, but fortunately Leng Beichen was there.

It was precisely because of Leng Beichen that she was so relieved and threw herself into the water. She knew that Leng Beichen would definitely save her.

Mo Yan's consciousness was completely clear, and she didn't know where the courage came from, she pried open his lips and teeth.

Leng Beichen was taken aback, he just wanted to give her artificial respiration, he didn't think about anything else.

Unexpectedly, she would still take advantage of him by taking advantage of him?
He thought that he had a girlfriend, so even if he thought about it again, he should restrain himself.

He stepped back, but Mo Yan hugged him tightly like an octopus, her whole body tightly wrapped around his body.

In the water, she could only hug him tightly.

The river water was icy, but neither of them felt cold.

The body temperature that climbed rapidly between each other scorched the river water that surrounded them and burned their hearts.

Mo Yan recklessly explored the little fish he was avoiding, and entangled with him softly and powerfully.

A deep kiss after a long absence, a familiar feeling.

Leng Beichen went from resisting to actively responding to her, to being deeply infatuated with her...

Finally, Leng Beichen carried Mo Yan ashore, and before he could help her wring the water off her clothes, three or four reporters surrounded her.

Facing the sudden person, Leng Beichen suffered from post-traumatic symptoms immediately. He felt uncomfortable and retreated step by step.

Mo Yan propped up her tired and wet body, and stood in front of him.

"Reporters, don't take pictures. The matter between our husband and wife is a private matter."

How can reporters be considerate of others?Sharp questions hit me,
"Isn't Mr. Leng injured? Healed up so quickly?"

Mo Yan cooperated with them very much, "He hasn't fully recovered, but basically recovered almost."

Leng Beichen, "???" Why didn't Mo Yan tell the truth?He is not Leng Beichen.

Reporters throw their most sensitive questions,
"Why did Mrs. Leng suddenly fall into the water just now?"

Grievance flashed in Mo Yan's wet starry eyes, "He pushed me down."

Leng Beichen, "..." She really wanted to frame him, no, she was framing her husband, Leng Beichen?

This woman, using him, gave her husband Leng Beichen a black pot for pushing his wife into the water?She was planning to break up with her husband Leng Beichen?
After Leng Beichen's analysis, he felt inexplicably happy. He asked the question three times, and finally got the answer——

Mo Yan's next plan is to get a divorce.

He twisted the water on his clothes, stepped back a few meters, and quietly watched Mo Yan perform.

"We had a dispute just now, and he was a bit strong, so he pushed me..."

Mo Yan pretended to sigh a few times, "I can't bear men's cheating and violence, I want, divorce—"

The flashlight hit Leng Beichen like a blade, and the reporters' microphones were aimed at him.

"Mr. Leng, Mrs. Leng asked for a divorce. What's your response?"

"Mr. Leng, if we get divorced, how will the assets of the Leng family be divided?"

The reporter's crackling questions made Leng Beichen's mental illness suddenly aggravate, "I'm not Leng Bei..." Chen said.

He instinctively wanted to run away.

Mo Yan grabbed him, slender five fingers slid, intertwined with his fingers,

"Mr. Leng, I've figured it out. You and Qiushan really love each other, and I'm willing to help you both. After we get divorced, we won't be entangled in pain anymore. Just agree, okay?"

Mo Yan quietly squeezed Leng Beichen's hand, signaling him to agree to come down to deal with the reporter first.

Leng Beichen stared down at the woman's interlocking hand with his fingers, his eyes filled with wonder and amazement.

Her hands have magic powers?Once held by her, he is not afraid of people at all.

In the face of three or four "bajibaji" mouths opening and closing incessantly, as well as the dazzling flashing lights, his original feeling of flustered, sweating and wanting to escape disappeared completely.

In the palm, the temperature was transmitted, so that even though his whole body was wet, his heart was warm.

"Mr. Leng, don't hesitate, I won't blame you." Mo Yan winked at him, hinting at him again.

Leng Beichen's five fingers curled together, tightly holding the woman's little hand to the palm of his hand, his thin lips parted slightly,

"Okay, divorce."

"Then I'll contact a lawyer right away, and I'll go to the law firm to discuss divorce matters now."

Mo Yan dragged Leng Beichen into the car and drove away under the witness of the reporters.

Leng Beichen sat in the passenger seat, his deep black eyes peeking at Mo Yan who was driving.

She stared straight ahead, her little face as white as jade showed no expression, but she bit her lower lip tightly with her fine white teeth.

"Where are you going now?"

"Law firm." Mo Yan lowered her long eyelashes to hide the sadness in her eyes.

They ended up on the road to divorce again.

She remembered that they were divorced once, but was later told that Leng Beichen suppressed the divorce agreement, and they did not really divorce, and she later reverted to Mrs. Leng as a matter of course.

But this time, she had to get a real divorce in order to convince the ISIR organization that Leng Beichen was really doomed.

"Did you notify your husband to go to the law firm?" Leng Beichen was surprised, obviously he didn't see her call her husband Leng Beichen.

"You don't need to notify him, you sign the divorce agreement on his behalf."

"Me? Can you still sign the divorce agreement?" Leng Beichen was speechless.

She thought he lost his memory and became legally blind?

No matter how stupid he was, he knew very well that if he pretended to be her husband Leng Beichen and signed the divorce agreement, he would be able to easily find out that he was just a fake by authenticating his handwriting.

This woman, is cheating him again?

He caught a glimpse of Mo Yan's mobile phone that she had just finished calling and threw it in the car casually, and with a big palm, he took her mobile phone,

"I'll call your husband and tell him to negotiate a divorce in person."

He tapped the phone a few times with his slender fingers, opened the address book and looked at it intently, his complexion suddenly darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye,

"Who is the dog man? Who is the new husband? And male girlfriends? How many men do you have?"