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

Mo Yan ran back to the car with small steps, and seeing Leng Beichen's face so gloomy that he could squeeze out water, he thought he was in a hurry.

She didn't know that after Leng Beichen received the recording, he immediately had someone call the surveillance in the clubhouse.

The monitoring screen clearly showed that a tall, handsome and imposing strange man was holding Mo Yan and refused to let go.

He also hugged her like a princess and carried her straight into the room.

Fury raged in Leng Beichen's heart, and an aura of impending rain spread in the car...

Mo Yan got into the car and sat on the passenger seat, "Chen, I kept you waiting."

Seeing that Leng Beichen's handsome face was clouded with clouds and chills, she leaned over to Leng Beichen's side, and took the initiative to peck his handsome face that was as tense as if it had been cut with an axe.
"Don't be angry, it's my ink stain."

Leng Beichen touched the cheek kissed by the woman, and the corners of his eyes were scarlet.

If it was before, he would have vented his burning anger desperately, and asked her angrily, what happened?Have you crossed the line with that man?
But now, he has become cowardly.

He was afraid that once he vented his emotions, he would lose Mo Yan.

Leng Beichen originally believed that Mo Yan's feelings for him were getting weaker and weaker, but now a brat appeared out of nowhere, which made things worse.

The phone rings.

Leng Beichen got out of the car and walked a few meters away before answering the phone.

Looking at Leng Beichen's tall figure, Mo Yan felt strange.

He had never avoided calling her before, did something important happen this time?

Immediately afterwards, her eyebrows twitched into a ball.

Leng Beichen took out a cigar from his pocket and put it between his thin lips.

"Didn't he quit smoking, why did he start smoking again?

I told him that during the recuperation period, the damage of nicotine to the human body will be magnified several times, how can I ignore my words? "

Since two years ago, Leng Beichen was shot in the heart and Mo Yan refused to let him smoke, he really stopped smoking.

This time, he smoked again because he was extremely depressed.

Anger was raging around him, and impulse and reason were fighting fiercely in his mind.

Leng Beichen took a deep puff of the cigarette, his dignified handsome face was filled with white smoke, and his delicate features were coated with an invisible layer of taboo.

On the other end of the phone, the bodyguard reported,
"Master, when we arrived at that room, that kid had already run away. I checked the guest registration records of the clubhouse, and it turned out to be Du Shengtian's name."

"Du Shengtian?" Leng Beichen threw the cigarette butt on the ground abruptly, pursed his thin lips bloodthirstyly,
"Even if you chase him to the ends of the earth, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to dig this kid out for me. You don't need to capture him alive, just shoot him dead."

"Yes, master, let's continue to investigate."

Leng Beichen put down the phone and looked sideways into the car.

Sitting in the car, Mo Yan kept watching his every move, thinking about how to persuade him to quit smoking again.

Leng Beichen's eyes met each other suddenly, Mo Yan burst into dimples and waved to Leng Beichen.

She fully thought that he threw the cigarette butt, finished the phone call, and saw her waving to him again, and would return to the car immediately.

Unexpectedly, Leng Beichen took out another cigar and put it into her thin lips.

The slender fingers pulled the small silver spray gun again and again, and the blue flame shot up.

The flame went out, jumped up again, went out again, and repeated several times, showing his extreme irritability.

Immediately afterwards, he began to smoke violently, one after another.

When he took out the fourth cigar, Mo Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and got out of the car and came to his side.

"What happened?"

Mo Yan snatched the cigar from his thin lips, crumpled it up and threw it away, "No matter how troublesome you are, you must take care of your body."

A bitterness appeared on Leng Beichen's lips, "You still care about me?"

"What is this? Of course I care about you."

Mo Yan stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the center of Leng Beichen's frowning brows, "What happened? It made you so upset?"

"That kid is..." Who?

Leng Beichen's chest heaved for a while, and he swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly, "I mean, who is the kid who met my mother?"

A flash of panic flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, "Actually... I didn't find them."

"Then why have you been there for so long?"

Leng Beichen stared deeply at the woman's small face with changing expressions, her bottomless black eyes seemed to penetrate her soul.

Mo Yan lowered her long eyelashes to hide her panic and unnaturalness when lying, "I'm lost..."

get lost?Get lost in other men's rooms?
Leng Beichen's five fingers slowly curled up into fists, "Mo Yan, you actually lied to me..."

"Chen, I'm sorry, I didn't follow up with my mother-in-law and messed things up."

Mo Yan thought that Leng Beichen was troubled by Du Xialan's matter, so she threw herself into Leng Beichen's arms, rubbing her small face against his firm chest,

"Don't be angry, okay? It's not worth it to be angry. About the mother-in-law, let's ask her slowly, and we should be able to ask her clearly."

As soon as Mo Yan acted like a baby, the overwhelming anger in Leng Beichen's chest silently subsided.

He held Mo Yan tightly in his arms, very tight, as if he wanted to rub her into his own flesh and blood,
"Baby, if I did something wrong, I can change it. Don't leave me."

"You didn't do anything wrong..." Maybe it was wrong, you shouldn't fall in love with me.

Mo Yan's nasal cavity was sour, and tears flowed down her stomach.

"Chen, since we love each other, we should cherish every day and every moment. A lot of things are preordained, so we just accept it, okay?"

Leng Beichen's handsome face was buried in Mo Yan's hair, and he took a deep breath of her breath.

"You really love me?"

"Of course." Mo Yan patted his back lightly.

Why did Leng Beichen become glassy?
But she didn't have much time, why didn't she confess her love to him a few more times?
"Chen, I only love you in my life!"

"You mean what you say."

The two hugged each other tightly, as if there were only the two of them in the world...

Not far away, Leng Tianjing and Qin Xiaoyue walked out of the club one after another.

They caught a glimpse of the big tree not far from the clubhouse, and Leng Beichen and Mo Yan hugged each other affectionately.

"What happened..." Hell!
The same word popped up in the minds of the two women at the same time.

Not only did Leng Beichen not kick Mo Yan away, but the relationship between the two seemed to heat up instead?

"Oh, it seems that the relationship between Mr. Leng and Mrs. Leng is unbreakable.

One made Xiao San insist on giving birth to an illegitimate child, and the other didn't care about being cuckolded, admiration, admiration! "

Leng Tianjing was amazed. It seemed that if she wanted to drive a wedge between Leng Beichen and Mo Yan and make them fight among themselves, she would have to work hard.

With one side of her eyes, she saw Qin Xiaoyue's face was livid with anger, and a deep white mark was formed on her lower lip by her teeth.

Qin Xiaoyue gritted her teeth, "Her luck is very good every time, and she can save herself from danger every time. It's a wicked way."

"Hey, you're pregnant, take it easy, don't let jealousy burn your remaining brain cells."

Leng Tianjing sneered unabashedly, walking towards Leng Beichen and Mo Yan.

"President Leng..."

Leng Tianjing stood beside them for quite a while, Leng Beichen and Mo Yan still embraced each other tightly, and had no intention of separating, so she had no choice but to remind them,
"It's getting late, why don't you go back to the company first?"

Mo Yan gently pushed Leng Beichen away, "We still have to hurry up to find mother-in-law, maybe there is a clue."

"En." Leng Beichen responded in a low voice, but suddenly looked back.

He squinted his Xuanhan black eyes, and the sharp and cold eyes swept around.

Just now he suddenly sensed an unusual murderous aura nearby.

"You go back first." He stuffed Mo Yan into the car.

"Chen, where are you going?" Mo Yan was worried,

"Don't forget, you just finished the craniotomy, no matter how quickly you recover, you still have to rest for a few days at least."

Leng Tianjing let out a "fuck" in her heart, isn't Leng Beichen too awesome?
Just finished craniotomy, still alive and kicking?

"Don't worry, I'll meet someone of my own kind, and nothing will happen."

Leng Beichen asked Leng Tianjing to drive immediately, and he walked towards the back of the clubhouse based on his intuition...