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

When Mo Yan returned to Leng's Group, it was almost time to get off work, just when the staff were packing up their things and preparing to leave work.

Seeing Mo Yan coming back, Chen Yuhuan hurried over, "Young Mistress, Madam has been waiting for you for a while."

He hesitated to speak, "Madam's complexion is not very good, did you make her old man angry?"

"No. Could it be that she is unhappy that I followed her?" Mo Yan didn't take it seriously.

She knew that Du Xialan was always reasonable, as long as she explained clearly that she was following her because she was worried about her, she should be fine.

Mo Yan stepped into the lounge and saw Du Xialan leaning on the sofa, rubbing her temples all the time, with a very bad expression on her face.

"Mother-in-law, are you feeling unwell? Let me take a look for you."

Du Xialan frowned and raised her eyelids, and shouted in a tense voice, "Swallow."

Mo Yan's heart shuddered, the person who met Du Xialan actually revealed her identity?

"It should be." Mo Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Everyone calls her Swallow, so it's almost inseparable, although she often fantasizes, could there be someone who looks exactly like her, and they made a mistake?
Du Xialan's face was livid, "The purpose of your approaching Chen'er is to assassinate him?"

All along, she didn't know that Mo Yan was an ISIR killer, and she was so happy that she begged for a daughter-in-law who was a genius doctor.

Just when Leng Beichen became stupid and wanted to divorce Mo Yan, she tried her best to prevent them from getting a divorce.

Unexpectedly, she was soliciting trouble for her son.

Thinking of this, Du Xialan was so angry that she clutched her chest and panted, "You you...you leave Chen'er immediately."

Mo Yan didn't expect Du Xialan to react so strongly after knowing her identity.

In fact, you can think of it with your toes, if she wants to kill Leng Beichen, can she wait until today?

"Grandma, when I married into Leng's family, I already lost my memory. I don't remember whether my identity is Mo Yan or Yan Zi."

"No matter what your purpose is, leave immediately." Du Xialan didn't listen to any explanation at all.

She couldn't tell if she was suffering.

Mo Yan has a marriage contract with Nan Muyan, but now she is married to Leng Beichen. If Leng Beichen and Nan Muyan know that they are actually brothers, how will they deal with themselves?

Now it's because of Mo Yan that the two brothers are fighting each other. Nan Muyan wants to kill his brother, but Leng Beichen doesn't know it.

Thinking of this deadlock made by accident, Du Xialan wished she could hit herself to death.

The more Du Xialan thought about it, the sadder she became, and the more she thought about it, the more worried she became. There was a throbbing pain in her heart, and the blood on her face faded.

Seeing that Du Xialan was in poor condition, Mo Yan quickly backed down temporarily, "Grandmother, take the heart-saving pill quickly, and I'll leave right away."

Walking to the door, a bold guess flashed in Mo Yan's mind.

"Grandma, someone you know is the head of the ISIR organization?"

Consciously told her that only the head of the ISIR organization can make Du Xialan get out of the clubhouse after getting the inside information.

Du Xialan didn't answer directly, "Don't worry about it, Chen'er has a ticking time bomb in her head, I will find a way."

Mo Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, so she guessed right?If he hadn't known the leader, Du Xialan wouldn't have spoken so loudly.

Many questions flashed across Mo Yan's little head, how did her mother-in-law know the head of the ISIR organization?
Nan Muyan said that his parents were both Chinese, and he even engaged her as a baby girl. So, 20 years ago, the head of the ISIR organization was still in China?

But even if Du Xialan knew the head of the ISIR organization with supreme power, could this head manage his martial arts son Nan Muyan?

Now that Nanmuyan wants to kill Leng Beichen, she still has to abide by the agreement with Nanmuyan, so that Leng Beichen can be truly safe.

Mo Yan's thoughts were extremely chaotic, and various questions entangled her, making her confused.

Chen Yuhuan, who was guarding the door, had already noticed that something was wrong with Du Xialan, so he kept putting his ear on the door to eavesdrop.

"Hey! Mr. Chen, you are really hurt. People have ears on the wall, at least secretly, and you are playing the role of having ears on the wall?"

Leng Tianjing sneered at the side.

"Hush, don't make noise." Chen Yuhuan was so distracted that he didn't notice that Mo Yan had pushed the door and left.

"not good."

In desperation, Chen Yuhuan pushed Leng Tianjing to the wall next to the door, his thin body quickly pushed up, and put his hands on her sides.

Caught off guard, Leng Tianjing was shrouded in the man's shadow, and her heart skipped a beat.

The breathing of each other is quickly intertwined.

The thin hot breath mixed with the man's faint tobacco smell penetrated into the tip of the nose continuously, and the cold, quiet and fair jade face became hot for a while.

She understood that he was thumping her to cover up his eavesdropping.

But as the distance got closer, she found that behind the lens, Chen Yuhuan's slender and narrow eyes were very similar to those handsome male protagonists in Korean dramas, and his thin lips seemed to be full of temptation.

Looking down, his slightly rolling Adam's apple reveals a unique sex appeal...

It's over, it must have been too long without a man to have an illusion.

Leng Tianjing hurriedly closed her eyes not to look at Chen Yuhuan.

She didn't have any feelings for Leng Beichen, a super male god with good looks, figure, money and status. Instead, she had feelings for Chen Yuhuan, a man who was weak, had no muscles, and the key was that he had no money?
Isn't this bullshit?
You must empty your mind immediately and get rid of all feelings about him...

Chen Yuhuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mo Yan pushed the door and then stopped without coming out.

He was about to let go of Leng Tianjing, when he lowered his eyes, he found that her eyes were closed.

Is she hinting at him to kiss her?
Thinking of the intense kiss in the office today, Chen Yuhuan's heart suddenly felt itchy.

Women want him to kiss him on their own initiative, so he can't back down, right?

Thinking of this, Chen Yuhuan no longer hesitated, lowered his head, and boldly bit the woman's delicate red lips.

Suddenly four lips touched each other, and Leng Tianjing opened her eyes in shock.

The little heart almost jumped out of the chest.

Chen Yuhuan closed her eyes, trying to pry her lips open.

Her mind was blank, should she guard the city gate, or let him break in?

Just as he was hesitating, suddenly, her waves tightened, and the current rushed around.

Leng Tianjing's gaze fell on Chen Yuhuan's hand in disbelief, and his chaotic mind suddenly came to his senses.

The anger in her chest crept up.

Hypocrite who speaks nothing!It's still a salty pig's hand?
Leng Tianjing was trying to push Chen Yuhuan away, but Mo Yan pushed open the door and came out.

When she raised her eyes, she was dumbfounded, "You...are you calling?"

Tut~tsk~ Men are self-taught in this respect.

Either you don't get close to women, or once you get close to women, you will rush to deal with female subordinates in the president's area, which is even more extreme than Leng Beichen.

Chen Yuhuan realized that he had lost his sense of proportion for no reason, so he hurriedly let go of Leng Jingjing, with an embarrassed expression on his face,
"Young Mistress, I'm sorry, I can't help it when I'm deeply in love, you understand."

Mo Yan smiled awkwardly, "Next time, try to go back and be in heat again. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and the good ones don't learn from the bad ones."

She paused, "Take care of Madam, she's not in good health, I'm leaving first, call me if you need anything."

Of course, Mo Yan would not really leave Leng's house because of Du Xialan's impulsiveness.

She finally bargained to get two months from Nanmuyan, no matter what, she will cherish the last two months.

How did Chen Yuhuan know what Mo Yan was thinking?
He thought she was going to be run away by Du Xialan, so he hurriedly persuaded her,
"Young Mistress, Madam is angry, so don't be angry. The Young Master can't do without you. You can't let the Young Master go back to the state he was two years ago."

Only he knows what kind of painful days Leng Beichen lived after breaking up with Mo Yan two years ago.

He refused to sleep, because when he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Mo Yan, the woman who pierced his deathbed and killed him, but he loved it terribly.

He worked crazily day and night, forcefully forcing himself to become a bloodthirsty demon with inflated ambitions and feared by everyone.

"Young mistress, the young master loves you very much. Even though he said he wanted to take revenge on you, he just wanted you back. Don't let the young master go back to his inhuman life."

Mo Yan returned to the villa, but Chen Yuhuan's words kept lingering in her ears.

Chen Yuhuan reminded her, after two months, she left, what will Leng Beichen do?How can I make it less painful for him?
For a while, Mo Yan couldn't think of a good way, looked at the time, and found that it was time for dinner.

"Why hasn't Chen come back yet?"

She dialed Leng Beichen's phone number, but there was a reminder to turn off the phone.

Strangely, Leng Beichen is busy with business, and someone will come to him at any time, so his mobile phone is usually turned on 24 hours a day.

"Why did you turn off the phone this time? Who did he go to see? What did he mean by 'commendators'?"

Mo Yan's eyelids suddenly jumped a few times, and she began to worry...