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

Seeing that Chen Yuhuan kept asking her how she felt, Leng Tianjing felt even angrier.

He kissed her just for money.

But she seemed to have a very unusual feeling for him just now.

"My feeling is that I am very angry, you lied to me." Leng Tianjing put aside the pink Feifei's face, and did not look at Chen Yuhuan.

In the past two years, many men, old and young, have chased her.

But among the suitors, those young and decent-looking ones are not the dignitaries she wants to turn her family over, while those with good conditions, rich and powerful are old and ugly, and most of them already have families. room.

Therefore, she is not too young, and she is still single.

Leng Tianjing silently warned herself that Chen Yuhuan was not her type, and she could not fall in love with him.

Only by climbing the ranks of the rich second generation can she stand up against Leng Beichen and save her father Leng Guangji from prison.

"Besides being angry, what else do you feel?"

Chen Yuhuan kept in mind the task that Leng Beichen gave him, to figure out how a woman feels towards a man when she kisses.

Perhaps, subconsciously, he also wanted to know if Leng Tianjing had feelings for him.

"What else do you feel? Of course I have a strong feeling that I want to kill you." Leng Tianjing said angrily, "Don't let me go yet!"

Chen Yuhuan, "..." So, is he pretending to be affectionate?
He restrained himself from letting go of Leng Tianjing, but his expression was somewhat unspeakably lonely,
"You go to the human resources department to go through the entry procedures."

"It's more or less the same." Leng Tianjing touched her moist and swollen lips, silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he paid a painful price, he finally took the first step successfully.

She thought about it, but she was worried, "You won't harass me again, will you?"

"..." The corner of Chen Yuhuan's mouth curled up in a self-deprecating cold arc.

In her opinion, he was actually harassing her.

He tugged on his tie, feigning disdain,

"I just kissed you reluctantly in order to complete the task that the young master entrusted to me, and I also suffered a lot.

Just ask me, women who like me line up on the street, I need it, put a hot face on your cold ass? "

Leng Tianjing was startled, why did his words sound so unpleasant?
"Okay, then we'll settle the matter, and you can't touch me again." She turned and walked out of the office.

Deep down, it always feels bad.

"Wait..." Chen Yuhuan called Leng Tianjing to stop.

He tried so hard, but still couldn't solve Leng Beichen's doubts, so he could only humbly ask Leng Tianjing for advice.

"The wife doesn't feel the husband's passionate kiss. What does it mean?"

"Is there any need to ask? Of course it feels flat. In the end, the kiss became tasteless."

When Leng Tianjing heard that Chen Yuhuan called her back again to complete the task and only for money, she became irritable.

"It tastes like wax?" Chen Yuhuan's expression changed slightly.

It turned out that what he thought was a very good taste, but in her opinion, it tasted like chewing wax?
"Then how can we make the young mistress regain her warm feelings for the young master?"

There was a gleam of light in Leng Jing's eyes.

Was it Mo Yan who put her father in jail and made her lose her job?
There will be a day when Leng Beichen won't be felt by a woman?
Haha~~ Then let me fuel them up and let them fight among themselves.

"It's right for you to find me. My legal business is best at mediating marriages."

Leng Tianjing walked in front of Chen Yuhuan, folded her hands on her chest, with a confident attitude,

"Women are different from men, women are more sensual and want romance, while men only want physical and sensual stimulation.

Wanting a woman to deepen her feelings for a man is not something that can be explained clearly in a few words. "

Chen Yuhuan saw that Leng Tianjing's words were logical, which was exactly what Leng Beichen needed.

He made a decisive decision, "Add a new post, and you will be responsible for the young master's emotional adjustment and related romantic planning."

Chen Yuhuan hurriedly called Leng Beichen to report...

In the car, Leng Beichen waited and waited, but Mo Yan did not come out. He called her, but turned off the phone.

Although he knew very well that Mo Yan hadn't been in the club for a short time, she should be trying to find a way to sneak into the box his mother booked.

But he is like a year, and it feels like a very long time.

Leng Beichen was about to go out in person regardless of everything, when he received a call from Chen Yuhuan.

"Leng Tianjing has the talent in this area? Tell her to come here immediately."

He knew that Leng Tianjing had a different intention, but she didn't collude with any forces, but she wanted to deal with him purely out of personal grievances, and he didn't worry about what she would bring out.

He was only worried that Mo Yan would be alone and helpless...

Mo Yan was really helpless, as soon as she entered the club, Du Xialan was nowhere to be seen.

She turned her eyes and walked to the front desk deliberately, pretending to be careless,
"Oh, it seems that I need to buy some supplements for my mother-in-law. I called to ask me to come over here, but I forgot to tell me which box I am in."

"Madam Leng is in Room No. 18, Block D." The front desk lady was very knowledgeable, and immediately offered the information.

The receptionist knows her?That's not surprising, things about her and Leng Beichen are often spread by the media and netizens.

Doubts flashed by, Mo Yan didn't have time to think about it, thanked the lady at the front desk, and walked quickly to Block D.

She failed to see, near the front desk, a figure with a puffy belly flashed, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Good job." Qin Xiaoyue avoided the camera and gave the front desk lady a stack of cash.

Seeing that there was no one around, the lady at the front desk quickly accepted the money, "But will Leng always settle accounts with me when the time comes?"

"What are you afraid of? You're talking about Block B, and she heard it as Block D. Can you blame this?"

Qin Xiaoyue dialed out the phone, "He's here."

From the other end of the phone, "The young master is already in the room."

"The young master will go to battle in person?" The smile on the corner of Qin Xiaoyue's mouth froze.

Originally thought that some burly men were arranged for Mo Yan, tortured her severely, and then recorded a video and sent it to Leng Beichen, so that he could witness the process of Mo Yan losing his innocence, and let him and Mo Yan stay together. Under the eternal grudge.

"Why did you change to the young master?"

Although she has never met the young master, but he has an extraordinary status, so he must not be too old.

It's too cheap...

Mo Yan didn't think it was cheap at all, she pulled her eyebrows, "Sorry, I knocked on the wrong door."

The one who opened the door for her was a handsome mixed-race man with the fragrance of shower gel and drops of water on his body.

At first glance, I thought it was Leng Beichen who opened the door.

Mo Yan shook her head, and saw the man in front of her clearly. There was actually a bit of Leng Beichen's shadow on him.

He has the unique cold white skin of Europeans and Americans, muscular and tall, with a few wet hairs on his chest, exuding a strong masculine aura.

The bath towel around his waist was loose, as if his legs would fall to the ground at any time, which made people daydream.

This kind of appearance and figure are very close to Leng Beichen's. It belongs to the kind of natural clothes hanger that can walk. Wherever it goes, it can cause women to scream.

The point is, the man looked at her with a kind of pampering from the bottom of his heart.

A tinge of surprise ignited in Mo Yan's heart.

Having seen the extremely handsome Leng Beichen, it was already difficult for her to make waves in her heart when she looked at any other man. Even the extremely handsome Su Haoran and Gong Zheyan couldn't make her feel the slightest bit.

But this man actually gave her a strange feeling. Could it be because his brows resembled Leng Beichen?

Damn, she has a sexual appetite, and if she looks at someone more, she feels sorry for Leng Beichen.

She turned her head and left, "It's really strange, did I mishear the room number?"

"Swallow." The man spoke standard Mandarin.

There seemed to be a trace of excitement in his low calling voice.

Mo Yan stopped in surprise. It turned out that it wasn't that she went to the wrong room, but that the ISIR organization had planned it long ago.

So, all her actions are under the monitoring scope of ISIR organization?
She turned around slowly, with vigilance shining in her star eyes, "Speak up if you have something to say."