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

Du Xialan was moved to tears when she saw that Leng Siyan took the matter on herself for Leng Beichen's sake regardless of her own reputation.

"Siyan, it's mom who's sorry for you..."

"I'm going to settle accounts with Mo Yan! I managed to stop robbing her, how could she hurt Brother Beichen?"

Leng Siyan dropped the suitcase and rushed out to find Mo Yan, but was stopped by Du Xialan.

"At this time, Mo Yan is with Nan Muyan, and if you had a conflict with them in the past, Chen'er's hatred for Nan Muyan will deepen."

Leng Siyan was persuaded by Du Xialan, suppressed her temper and waited until night, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she secretly ran out to find Mo Yan...

Mo Yan and Nan Muyan ran out of the hotel with a large number of guests because of the sudden fire alarm in the hotel, only to find out that the fire alarm was false.

Mo Yan stomped her feet angrily, "The fire alarm didn't go off sooner or later, and it went off just when Nanmuyan was about to say how to disarm the bomb. It's so annoying!"

She knew Nan Muyan a little bit, and every time the conversation was interrupted, he found an excuse to tell her next time.

Sure enough, she guessed it, Nan Muyan swallowed the answer that reached his lips, and asked her to play with him for a day before telling her the answer.

In desperation, Mo Yan had no choice but to wander around with Nan Muyan.

She remembered that there was a snack street in Tiancheng, with all kinds of food stalls on both sides of the street, very popular with the common people, very lively.

She seldom goes to the snack street, but the smell of the snack street will always waft to their office buildings, making the white-collar workers struggle every day.

Everyone wants to have a good meal, but can't accept the hygienic conditions of the snack street.

With a look in his eyes, he simply took Nanmuyan to the skewer.

Don't look at Nan Muyan who has been in the deep mountains for several years, but his white and tender skin shows that he is well taken care of in life, and delicacies from mountains and seas are indispensable every day.

The air in the snack street is filled with all kinds of strong and spicy oily smoke, and those who are newcomers will inevitably be smoked to tears.

Mo Yan secretly glanced at Nanmuyan, and almost laughed out loud, he is indeed a pampered person.

Nan Muyan's stunned eyes scanned the ordinary people who were sitting on the side of the road drinking heavily, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Just a simple awning, a few dilapidated four-corner tables and plastic stools, can they get carried away?
Mo Yan was secretly happy, and purposely found a food stall with broken tables and stools, "Boss, come here for twenty skewers of everything."

When the boss heard that it was a big customer, he immediately greeted him with a smile, and wiped a cracked table near the roadside with his greasy rag.

"Please sit down, would you like beer or orange juice?"

"Beer." Mo Yan sat down carelessly.

She just wanted Nan Muyan to see a rude, well-mannered, and uneducated Swallow, to let him see her bad side, so that he would completely forget about her.

"Master Nanmu, you sit too, aren't you used to it?"

Nan Muyan stared at the plastic stool that had been smudged gray by the oily smoke, and sat down bravely.

Mo Yan caught his various discomforts, suppressed a full-bodied smile,
"Young master Nanmu, you are the majestic young master of ISIR, have you never eaten at a roadside stall? I feel uncomfortable if I don't eat for a day, but I like to eat waste oil."

"Is there anyone else who likes to eat waste oil?" Nan Muyan's mouth twitched slightly, "You are a famous medical doctor. Will Leng Beichen accompany you to make skewers?"

"How can he eat roadside stalls if he is so particular about it? It's fine for me to like it alone. Let's eat it today for a good time."

Not far away, two slender men stared at Mo Yan and Nan Muyan with deep black eyes. Although they were both wearing black masks, they still felt uncomfortable from the oily fumes from the food stalls and couldn't stand still.

Chen Yuhuan knew that Leng Beichen was from a noble family and had never been to such a dirty market place, so he quickly persuaded him to go back.

"Young master, young mistress just eats and drinks with Nanmuyan, it's not a big problem, the environment here is too ugly, it's not suitable for you to come, why don't we go back first and let the brothers watch?"

"If Nanmuyan can come, why can't I come?" Leng Beichen's deep black eyes were so dark that ink could seep out.

Mo Yan likes to eat food stalls and never told him, but brought Nan Muyan here to accompany her.

Jealousy rolled in his heart, he refused to move no matter what, his black eyes locked tightly on Mo Yan's frown and smile.

Mo Yan always felt a hot gaze falling on her body, but when she looked back, the street was crowded with people, so she couldn't find anything unusual.

She continued to focus on dealing with Nanmuyan.

Mo Yan slapped the table with pride, "Boss, here are another twenty strings of stinky tofu, two plates of grilled crucian carp, fried large intestine..."

"..." Nan Muyan swallowed his saliva, "It's all set up on the table, do you want more? Can you eat it?"

"I can't eat and walk around." Mo Yan ate rudely on purpose, and often made a small mouth sound of "bajibaji".

She also imitated the young and Dangerous boy, trembling with one leg.

Nan Muyan, "..." He never imagined that the ice-snow-smart Mo Yan, who hadn't seen him for a few years, had grown up, but she had completely changed.

"Why do you just watch me eat? You eat too."

Mo Yan picked up the beer and poured it into the transparent disposable plastic cup. She didn't move the glass to Nan Muyan until the drink just filled the cup.

"Let's toast~~"

"Cheers..." Nan Muyan didn't understand why everyone drank from this transparent plastic cup, "This cup is made of plastic, won't people be poisoned?"

"No, the toxicity of plastic is still stable without heating."

Mo Yan raised her glass and leaned towards him, as if not giving up, "Hurry up and drink, if you don't drink, you will lose some mood."

"Okay..." Nan Muyan reluctantly went to hold the cup.

He had never used this kind of transparent disposable cup, and he didn't know that the cup was soft. As soon as he grasped the body of the cup with his powerful palm, the cup suddenly collapsed into a ball with a "poof".

The beer spilled all over the table, dripping onto him.

Nan Muyan was embarrassed, and was about to take off his expensive coat and throw it away, but was interrupted by Mo Yan.

"It's all right. The beer is made from malt. It's not dirty. It smells like beer. It's very suitable in the snack street."

Nan Muyan's hand froze for a few seconds, and he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​throwing away the coat, but he felt uncomfortable all over, as if being eaten by thousands of ants, fidgeting restlessly.

"I've eaten a lot, and you should too. Everything is delicious."

Seeing that he was not moving his chopsticks, Mo Yan purposely picked up a piece of fat and smelly pig intestines and threw it into his bowl.

"It smells bad, but it tastes delicious. It's the pig's large intestine, the part of the intestine that defecates. You should try it."

vomit~~
As soon as Mo Yan mentioned the fat pig pooping, Nan Muyan's mind automatically came up with the image of a fat pig pooping, which stinks to death.

His abdomen turned violently, and his face became pale...

Chen Yuhuan, who never took his eyes off them, burst out laughing,
"Master, it's fortunate that the young mistress didn't ask you to accompany her, otherwise, you would be the one who wants to vomit now."

The next moment, the man beside him with a pale face opened his long legs.

"Master, where are you going?" Chen Yuhuan quickly followed.

Leng Beichen swept his bottomless black eyes coldly, "If you don't want to feel as uncomfortable as Nanmuyan, then don't follow here."

Chen Yuhuan quickly stopped in his tracks. Although he was not pampered, he hadn't eaten food stalls for many years, and his stomach might not be able to stand these pervasive bacteria.

"Master, that's not right, what are you going to do?"