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

The reason why Mo Yan resisted Leng Siyan's approach to Su Haoran was because she firmly believed that the breakup between Su Haoran and He Qiushan was only temporary.

He Qiushan poured a lot of affection into Su Haoran, she loves him so much, how could she let him go so easily?What's more, there is a baby between them.

But at this time, she should not mention He Qiushan in front of Su Haoran, so as not to involve his sad nerves.

"Do I need to question my love for Chen?"

Mo Yan raised her eyes to meet Leng Beichen's deep and condensed eyes, "Chen, you must believe me 100%?"

Leng Beichen, "..." He didn't expect Mo Yan to throw the question back at him.

If she believed the answer, the jealousy in his heart would not be relieved, but if the answer was unbelievable, she would definitely feel hurt and feel that he didn't trust her enough.

Leng Beichen hugged Mo Yan's slender waist tightly, lowered his head to be at eye level with her, "Baby, I want to hear from you."

When he opened his mouth at a close distance, the masculine and thin hot breath sprayed out, making Mo Yanfang's heart sway.

She thought for a while, "Do you know what god I like best?"

Leng Beichen raised his eyebrows, "God of Wealth?"

"Pfft! I like the God of Wealth very much, but I like your eyes even more."

As Mo Yan said, she couldn't help standing on her tiptoes, and kissed Leng Beichen's sexy thin lips.

Concerned that there were still Leng Siyan and Su Haoran in this room, she was too embarrassed to be too obsessed with Leng Beichen, so she touched his thin lips like a superficial touch, and quickly left.

As soon as the woman's cool and soft lips pressed against her, Leng Beichen's jealousy disappeared.

A charming smile suddenly broke out on his handsome face, "I'm a little afraid of you recently."

"Why?" This time it was Mo Yan's turn to raise her eyebrows.

"Because I'm afraid of my wife." Leng Beichen lowered his head further and approached Mo Yan's bright red lips.

"Puchi! Afraid of me?" Mo Yan's dimple suddenly appeared, "You want to call me a tigress?"

She couldn't help raising her small face again, and moved a little closer to Leng Beichen.

The scorching breaths were intertwined immediately, and it was hard to tell each other apart, "Am I so scary?"

"I'm afraid the air won't be so sweet without you by my side."

Leng Beichen held Mo Yanyinhong's lips again, and whispered, "With you here, drinking water is sweet."

"Your sweet talk has grown again." Mo Yan stretched her arms around his neck and responded enthusiastically.

"These words, I only say to you." Leng Beichen forcefully entangled the woman's Xiaoyu, "So, you can only love me alone."

"I promise to only love you!" Mo Yan was hugged tightly by Leng Beichen, but she was trembling with laughter.

It's like drinking honey water with added sugar, sweet from the lips all the way to the heart.

Suddenly, the deal with the "bomb disposal expert" in the operating room flashed through my mind.

A hint of bitterness suddenly appeared in her sweet heart.

At this moment, she finally realized that time is more precious than money, she must cherish every minute and every second with Leng Beichen, and imprint the present happiness and sweetness forever in her heart.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan couldn't help but become more active towards Leng Beichen, wishing to remember every taste of him.

Leng Siyan at the side was speechless, "Are you trying to stimulate us by sprinkling dog food in front of us two lovelorn people?"

There was bitterness on Su Haoran's lips, "Why don't you help me out for a walk and give them the room?"

"Can you leave? I'll drive them out." Leng Siyan was about to drive them away when the door of the ward was pushed open.

Du Xialan just stepped into the ward with one foot, and saw her son hugging his daughter-in-law and kissing passionately.

She always blushed, "Chen'er, you two have the nerve to kiss in someone else's ward?"

Seeing Leng Siyan releasing the pigeons of her blind date again, she hurried over to teach her a lesson.

"No, Chen'er, why are you wearing a hospital gown?"

Du Xialan finally grasped the point, the more he looked at it, the more something was wrong, his brows were furrowed into a ball, "Why did you shave your head? Wait, what happened to the gauze on your head?"

"I was beaten, my skin was broken." Leng Beichen and Mo Yan had a good understanding, and they lied in unison.

"It's really that simple? I've eaten more salt than you guys. Tell me the truth!" Du Xialan was so angry that her heart fluctuated, "I'm so stupid to bully your mother?"

Ginger is still old and spicy, although Du Xialan eats vegetarian food and prays to Buddha all the year round, but he has a unique vision.

Under her repeated questioning, Leng Beichen and Mo Yan had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Is a time bomb installed in your mind?" Du Xialan's eyes darkened, and he almost gasped. "The ISIR organization really dare to attack you? I'll ask them to argue!"

Du Xialan stabilized her mind, and walked out angrily.

Mo Yan's heart shuddered, what her mother-in-law said was very strange, what do you mean by "really ruthless"?
Could it be that the so-called "ruthless hand" by the ISIR organization is just playing tricks?

"Grandma, I'll go with you." Mo Yan chased Du Xialan out of the ward, "Grandma, do you know where to find the ISIR organization?"

Du Xialan's face changed, and his expression was very decisive, "Go back and accompany Chen'er to recover from his injuries, and don't let him run around."

Mo Yan, "..." It seemed that Du Xialan didn't want them to know too much.

Is there any secret between her and the ISIR organization?

Although Mo Yan was full of curiosity, she couldn't go against the wishes of her elders, so she had to let Du Xialan leave alone.

"Chen, I'm not sure about my mother-in-law going to the ISIR organization alone, or should I go and have a look quietly?" Mo Yan didn't look into it, feeling itchy in her heart.

But without Leng Beichen's permission, she stalked Du Xialan without authorization, which was treasonous to say the least.

That's all she said, secretly guessing that Leng Beichen might stop her.

Unexpectedly, Leng Beichen agreed without saying a word, "I will go with you to protect Mom."

He pulled Mo Yan back to his ward, quickly changed his clothes, and left the hospital without authorization.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Mo Yan looked at Leng Beichen who was holding the steering wheel, and couldn't take his eyes off him for a moment.

He was wearing a peaked cap and casual sportswear. He was as handsome as a college student, completely different from the usual style of a big president.

Now he looks younger and more energetic.

When the sunlight shone through the car window, it was as if his angular facial features were coated with a layer of shining golden light, making him unreasonably handsome.

"I'm pretty, right?" Leng Beichen's lips curled into an evil curve, "Your eyeballs are about to fall out."

"It's better if you don't open your mouth. If you open your mouth, it will destroy the atmosphere." Mo Yan gave him a big white eye.

As soon as the subject changed, she threw out her doubts, "Do you have the same guess as me?"

"Just follow it and you'll know, why bother guessing? Hold on tight."

Leng Beichen stepped on the gas pedal suddenly, and the car accelerated crazily, closing the distance to Du Xialan's car...

After a while, Leng Beichen's car drove parallel to Du Xialan's car.

Through the car window, Mo Yan saw Du Xialan sitting on the back seat on the phone, looking a little agitated.

A light flashed in her mind, as if she had suddenly activated her lip language ability.

"You...why to Chen'er..." Vaguely, she felt that Du Xialan's lip articulation seemed to be questioning the other party.

"Chen, mother-in-law seems to be questioning the other party, why did you put a time bomb in your head."

"That shows that the person my mother knows should have a pivotal position in the ISIR organization."

Mo Yan's breathing tightened, she never expected that her mother-in-law is not a simple woman.

"That's right, the person my mother-in-law knows must be someone who can influence the actions of ISIR. Otherwise, my mother-in-law will go to question Luo Luo who has no right to speak, and it will be useless to find him. Who is this person? Will we know each other?" ?”

Mo Yan couldn't help igniting a glimmer of hope, the time bomb in Leng Beichen's mind, maybe there is a turning point?
While speaking, Du Xialan's car turned around and drove into a high-end club...