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

Mo Xiaodie unlocked the door, greeted the nurses and the reporters hidden in the crowd, and opened the door to take the lead in.

"Wait!" A low but sonorous voice came from the top of her head.

Leng Beichen froze his handsome face, and issued an unquestionable order, "Stay back."

Mo Xiaodie was startled, Leng Beichen's sharp eyes seemed to be an invisible and huge pressure pouring down from her head, making her dare not act rashly.

"Back off, don't make me say it a third time."

Leng Beichen was condescending, his cold eyes seemed to be able to shoot through the back of a woman's head.

Mo Xiaodie had no choice but to retreat obediently, but she couldn't help but sneer in her heart, anyway, as soon as Leng Beichen entered, she would see Mo Yan and Su Haoran "facing each other honestly".

Mo Yan challenged Leng Beichen's masculine dignity this time, and he is absolutely doomed!
She just waited to enjoy Mo Yan being thrown out...

Leng Beichen stepped into the room with long legs, and immediately closed the door of the ward with a "bang".

The few words he said just now sounded very powerful to others, and they couldn't tell that he was a patient who had just escaped from the gate of hell.

Only he himself knew that in order not to let others see his weakness, he was trying to use his internal strength to speak out, bluffing.

As soon as the door was closed, he shook his extremely frail and tall body, leaned his back against the door, and took a deep breath.

As soon as he raised his eyes, his pupils tightened for a while, and a bloody smell suddenly filled his throat, and he almost vomited blood.

Mo Yan was pulling up the quilt in a panic to cover herself, her little face turned white and red, and the eyes were gleaming with water.

"Chen, I'm very happy that you woke up. Don't be excited, and pay attention to controlling your emotions, so as not to hurt your brain again. I can accept the points..." Hand.

"Don't say these two words." Leng Beichen supported his forehead and let out a low growl.

I don't know if it's because of the pain in his head or the pain in his heart, but his expression is painful and aggrieved.

Mo Yan choked up for a while, and she didn't want to break up, but seeing is believing, she couldn't argue with it.

Even if nothing happened between her and Su Haoran, it is always true that they shared the same bed without wearing anything.

"Mo Yan, as long as you explain, I will believe you."

Leng Beichen slowly approached the woman who shrank into a ball and dared not look directly at him.

Mo Yan's dismal lips trembled, her mood was extremely flustered, and she spoke incoherently,

"Hao Ran is still in a coma. When I woke up, I was already like this. I... nothing should have happened to us..."

She tugged at her messy long hair angrily, and made such a weak and guilty excuse that no fool could believe her.

What's more, with Leng Beichen's strong character, there is no room for sand in his eyes.

"I believe you." Leng Beichen sat beside Mo Yan.

"Do you believe me?" Mo Yan raised her eyes in surprise.

The storm that hit Leng Beichen's eyes made her lower her eyelids in a panic, like a child who has done something wrong, her long eyelashes trembling non-stop.

The man's words were duplicity, his mouth said the truth, but his expression had already betrayed him.

Leng Beichen lowered his head suddenly, leaning his shiny head on Mo Yan's shaved shoulders, his voice was shockingly hoarse, "Baby, it's me you love."

Mo Yan bit her lower lip tightly, "Well, I love you."

She raised her little hand with difficulty, gently stroking Leng Beichen's bald head, her suppressed sobbing made her little body tremble uncontrollably.

"You turn your face away, let me check him, okay?" After all, Leng Beichen was machismo, and wanted to truly believe what he saw.

But for the first time, he carefully asked Mo Yan for permission.

"Okay." Mo Yan was surprised by Leng Beichen's attitude, and turned her face obediently.

She didn't want to hide it, she just did it.

Leng Beichen covered Mo Yan's eyes with one big palm, and lifted the quilt with the other hand.

Su Haoran's wound was sewed with a few stitches, the stitches are smooth, even a god, it is impossible to do anything after the operation.

He checked Mo Yan again, a low laugh lingered in his chest for a while,
"Baby, you're so nervous, you scared my soul out of me. Did you do anything yourself, I don't know?"

"I didn't have time to think, so you just came in." Mo Yan stared at Leng Beichen's slightly pale handsome face with her small mouth pursed.

For some reason, when Leng Beichen said "the soul was scared away", she felt that he loved her very much.

There was another noise outside the door, "It's time for the doctor's rounds, open the door quickly, don't delay the patient's medication."

Especially Mo Xiaodie, who was dressed as a nurse, could not be recognized by others because she was wearing a mask, so she booed vigorously.

Soon, Leng Beichen opened the door, and the doctors and nurses entered the ward to check and change Su Haoran's dressing.

Others were fine, but Mo Xiaodie's jaw dropped from shock, "Mo... where is the patient's family?"

She was so eager for quick success that she almost called out Mo Yan's name.

But there were only two big men, Su Haoran and Leng Beichen, in the room, there was no Mo Yan at all.

Living people, where did they go?

She went to the bathroom, Mo Yan had no other place to hide except here.

"stop."

Leng Beichen, who was sitting by the side, squinted his black eyes, and stopped Mo Xiaodie in a cold voice, "I have such a big family, can't you see?"

Mo Xiaodie was at a loss for words, and for a moment didn't know how to respond to Leng Beichen.

But she couldn't figure it out, they clearly put Mo Yan and Su Haoran together.

Leng Beichen was the first to come in, and he could definitely see their naked eyes at a glance. How could he be so calm, with no waves on his expression?
The door of the bathroom suddenly opened a crack, and Mo Yan shouted from inside, "Honey, get me a bath towel."

"Okay." Leng Beichen grabbed a towel beside him and walked to the bathroom.

Mo Xiaodie seemed to have grasped Mo Yan's handle, and shouted,
"Take a shower early in the morning, isn't something disgusting happened?"

Leng Beichen shot Mo Xiaodie with murderous eyes, "What's wrong? Your hospital still stipulates that you can't take a bath early in the morning?"

The leading chief doctor frowned, and quickly explained, "Mr. Leng, it's nothing, it's the freedom of the patients and their families."

Then, he looked suspiciously at Mo Xiaodie, and soon saw the name on her badge,

"Your name is Miao Cuiyun? Miao Cuiyun obviously asked for leave today, who are you?"

Mo Xiaodie was startled, it's over, it's over!

She was about to run, but suddenly, a bedside table flew towards her inexplicably.

"Boom!" Before she could see clearly, Mo Xiaodie was hit precisely on the back of her knee by the bedside table.

Her legs bent forward immediately, and she knelt heavily on the ground with a "plop".

There was a sound of bone shattering on the ground, and Mo Xiaodie grinned in pain and cried out.

She was so regretful, she didn't expect that Leng Beichen, who had just finished the operation, could easily kick a bedside table away and attack her.

But she couldn't figure it out, if Leng Beichen saw the adulterous relationship between Mo Yan and Su Haoran, would he still be a wife slave?
"Security, if you arrest her, how can you let people sneak into the hospital casually, and even point fingers at the patients? It's unreasonable!"

The chief physician ordered the security guards to be called immediately, and Mo Xiaodie, who dared not speak out, was going to be escorted away every minute.

"Turn her to the police station."

Mo Xiaodie panicked completely and had to save herself.
"No, I had a dream of being a nurse since I was a child, and I did it to realize my dream of being a nurse..."

"Since she has a dream, your hospital is the beauty of adults."

The corners of Leng Beichen's lips curled coldly, "Let her truly work as a nurse for a full month, and she must not slack off for a moment, so that she can deeply experience how lofty her dream is--"

Mo Xiaodie's expression changed, and he was dripping with cold sweat.

Of course she knew that the work of nurses was very hard. Not only did they have to serve patients, but they also had to work night shifts.

In short, the level of hardship of the nurse was simply not something that a delicate and expensive young lady could bear.

She was thinking in her heart that when Leng Beichen couldn't take care of her, she would take the opportunity to slip away.

Leng Beichen seemed to see through her thoughts of running away,
"Take care of her. If you find her slacking off or running away, turn her over to the police station immediately. Her name is Mo—Xiao—die—"

Mo Xiaodie's eyes widened in horror, it turned out that Leng Beichen had seen through her long ago.

She wanted to cry, but this time she threw a rock at her own foot again, not only did it not damage a single hair of Mo Yan, but it exposed herself to Leng Beichen's eyes.

With weak legs and feet, she was escorted by the security guard to experience the difficult feeling of a nurse...

After everyone left, Leng Beichen, who was leaning against the bathroom door, knocked on the bathroom door, "Baby, you can come out now."

Mo Yan's small head poked out to take a look, but his vision suddenly went dark, and Leng Beichen's handsome face in front of him magnified infinitely.

The next moment, her red lips cooled slightly, and Leng Beichen's soft and thin lips caught her delicate lips.

The four lips were touching, the flames were shining, and the breathing was tightly intertwined.

The bathroom door was pushed open by Leng Beichen, and his tall body squeezed in.

The tough and strong chest pressed Mo Yan against the wall...