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

Just when Mo Yan was in desperation, Leng Beichen was obsessed, and Nan Muyan was about to die, a familiar voice sounded outside the door.

"Chen'er, don't kill him, absolutely don't kill him." Du Xialan hurried over.

Seeing Nanmuyan dying, lying there as if lifeless, Du Xialan burst into tears.

She trembled all over and touched his blood-stained face, weeping uncontrollably,

"I'm sorry son, it's mom who came late, I'm sorry, I believed in the wrong person, that made you brothers kill each other."

"Mom, what did you say?"

Leng Beichen felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, and his whole body was frozen.

"Chen'er, he is your biological brother of the same father and mother, and is of the blood of the Leng family."

Du Xialan clutched her colic heart and cried loudly,

"God, punish me if you want to punish, why punish my son?

Why?It's all because of Nan Muhong, an old thief, he lied to me..."

"Nan Muhong?"

The shock made Leng Beichen's head ache, "Didn't Master be killed five years ago? Mom, what's going on?"

Before Du Xialan could answer, Leng Beichen immediately figured out many things by himself.

In an instant, the blood on his face faded, and his tall body was crumbling.

"Chen, please sit down."

Mo Yan was worried that Leng Beichen's over-excited emotions would cause unexpected things to happen to the time bomb.

Leng Beichen let go of Mo Yan, deep eyes filled with self-blame and collapse,

"Am I stupid? Thinking that I am the smartest person in the world, that I can control everything and dominate everything.

As a result, from the moment I was born, I have become a pawn at the mercy of others.Hahaha~~"

Leng Beichen looked up to the sky and laughed, with deep self-mockery and sadness mixed in the laughter,

"Nan Muhong, you taught me kung fu, treated me like my own son, made me hate my own father from the bottom of my heart since childhood, and made me love you more than anyone else.

Everything is planned by you for a long time, and every step is your conspiracy.

You blinded me with your own suspended animation and made me hate ISIR, just to wait for the day when our brothers will kill each other.

Now, your plot has succeeded, why don't you come out to accept your achievements?Hahaha~~"

Mo Yan widened her starry eyes filled with tears, her face turned pale,

"Chen, you mean, I didn't kill your master?
My amnesia, all my strange encounters were planned by him, and I was just a pawn of his from the beginning to the end? "

Leng Beichen's big palm caressed the red mark on Mo Yanying's white and jade-like face where he pinched it red.

Mo Yan was Nan Muhong's most crucial move.

Without her, their brothers would not have killed each other so quickly.

"A beauty is a disaster, since ancient times, a hero has been saddened by a beauty. Hahaha~~"

A man's laughter sounded like a wind, as if it came from the sky.

"Mo Yan, you are the only girl I have found through hard work, the only girl who can make Chen'er and Yan'er's heart beat.

When you were five years old, I did a precise test to create an opportunity for you to meet Chen'er, to confirm that he had an innate obsession with you.

Even God helps me, without you, how can my plan be carried out perfectly?Hahaha~~"

"For your own selfish desires, you actually didn't even let Nanmuyan, who was raised by you, go without it?" Mo Yan bit her lower lip tightly with fine teeth.

Seeing that Leng Beichen had a terrible headache, she helped him sit down and gently massaged his temples, "So, we have known each other since we were young..."

Leng Beichen's big palm covered Mo Yan's small hand, and he glanced at the depths of his memory,
"I went to your grandfather's company when I was a child and met you. Unexpectedly, even our first encounter was an important step in the conspiracy."

When he was a child, he went to the Wu Group with his father. At that time, he was very rebellious, and was scolded by his father in public like a pile of shit.

Xiao Mo's face is carved with jade, as delicate as a doll, which caught him a glimpse when he was young.

Her sweet and lovely appearance was deeply imprinted in his mind.

She stared at him with big black eyes, as if looking at a rare animal, and opened her small mouth,

"Little brother, you are so amazing, you can still be arrogant after being scolded, can you let me see how thick your skin is?"

At only five or six years old, she is already very sharp and sharp.

He unceremoniously picked her up on the spot like a chick, teasing her viciously,

"If you want to touch me, you have to be my woman first."

Little Moyan croaked in fright, and he was scolded again by his father for this.

"At that time, you dismissed me and laughed at my thick skin. I just wanted you to grow up and become my woman."

Mo Yan, "..." It turns out that he has liked her since he was so young.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Tears rolled down like broken pearls, and Mo Yan felt unprecedented regret.

Maybe knowing the origin of childhood, she will believe earlier that he loves her, and maybe they can cherish each other earlier and avoid detours.

"I thought you would love me. I was conceited." Leng Beichen's heart was full of grief.

Facing the woman's betrayal, he was blinded by hatred.

He should have noticed many details and suspicious points about Nanmuyan, but he ignored them.

It's too late, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Facing the fact that he killed his own brother with his own hands, his strong will, which had always stood firm, collapsed, and he fell into deep despair and collapse.

"Chen'er, your talent has already surpassed my expectations. In less than a minute, you actually figured out all the plans I've been planning for years. But it's still too late, hahaha~~"

Yes, it's too late!
With a crisp "snap", Leng Beichen suddenly raised his palm and slapped himself hard.

Mo Yan caressed the raised five-fingerprints on his face, feeling extremely distressed, "It won't help to blame yourself now, why don't you think of a way to save your brother."

"Yaner? Wake up, Yaner~~" Du Xialan found that Nan Muyan had closed her eyes, and cried loudly again in despair.

She propped up her precarious body, pointed at the ceiling and cursed,
"Nan Muhong, you old thief, you said you would take good care of my son and make him a dragon among men, so I reluctantly let him be with you since he was a child.

Why did you kill my son?I hate you……"

She just didn't want her two sons to become prodigal sons like her husband who were obsessed with women, so she let them both practice martial arts with Nan Muhong.

Unexpectedly, it would end up like this.

"Lan'er, you're so naive. Leng snatched you away, but didn't treat you kindly. I hate him to the bone.

The best way to get revenge is to let his son kill each other, making him miserable. "

"It's me who is in pain, you might as well just kill me." Du Xialan broke down in tears.

Nan Muhong's voice did not sound again, obviously he had nothing to say.

The revenge planned and planned over the years has already blinded his conscience.

Seeing Nan Muhong's guilt, Leng Beichen's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, "Oh! Master, let me call you Master one last time."

The mockery at the corner of his mouth suddenly deepened, and the deep black eyes shot out a cold and prey light,
"It's despicable and shameless for you to coax my mother with such words!
The hatred of seizing love is just an excuse for you to launch a conspiracy.

What you really want is to use my two brothers to help you control the big consortium, enrich your strength, and stabilize your position.

Otherwise, why can't you wait to raise my two genius sons? "

Mo Yan understood that Nan Muhong himself did not have special genes, even if he was the master of Leng Beichen and Nan Muyan, his martial arts accomplishments could not compare with the talented Leng Beichen and Nan Muyan.

Even if he is full of conspiracy, he can't match Leng Beichen's super high IQ.

Therefore, if he wants to succeed, if he takes advantage of Leng Beichen's special abilities, he will surely get twice the result with half the effort.

But now is not the time to pursue grievances and grievances. Only by grasping Nan Muhong's handle can Leng Beichen and Nan Muyan be saved.

But she has no memory of Nan Muhong, and now she can't even see him face to face. In such a short time, how can she get hold of him?
However, his voice sounds a little weird, what is it?

Mo Yan's eyes rolled, she simply provoked him to make a sound, and she then carefully discerned.

"So, the big boss of the dignified ISIR organization is willing to be a turtle, hiding behind the camera, not even daring to show up?"

"Hahaha~~ Mo Yan, want to provoke me to show up? You are too young."

Nan Muhong finally made another sound, and his arrogant laughter echoed in the room.

Mo Yan's heart trembled, his voice sounded full of energy, but there seemed to be some signal interference in the echo.

Could it be that he used a loudspeaker?
A master with strong internal strength, even if he doesn't have Leng Beichen's innate talent, he shouldn't need a loudspeaker to speak.

Unless, he is a strong outsider, playing tricks on the city?
No matter what, saving people is the most important thing now, so she has to take a gamble.

"Master Nanmu, you have to be careful with your body, practicing too impatiently can easily lead to madness.

Now, every time you say a word, your internal organs should feel very uncomfortable, right?

As a genius doctor, I would like to advise you that money is something outside of the body.

People, the greatest tragedy is that they have money but have no life to spend.

Could it be that you plan to leave the huge wealth you have accumulated over the years to the two grandsons of your enemy? "

Without giving Nan Muhong a chance to refute, Mo Yan forcefully proposed,
"How about this, I will take Nan Muyan with you, and your wounds will be on me.

The only condition is that you have someone dismantle the time bomb in Leng Beichen's head. "

"One was brought up by you yourself, and the other has practiced martial arts with you since childhood, and loves you very much. My conditions are not too much for you, right?"

"With me here, I promise you can live a long life and enjoy your ambition to the maximum. But if the person I want to save can't be saved, then, same, return, end, end!"

Mo Yan tossed the chips out in one breath, counting down on purpose,
"I'll give you ten seconds to think about it, ten, nine, eight..."

Counting the countdown, Mo Yan was so nervous that her little heart rose to her throat.

During the process of tossing chips, Nan Muhong didn't respond with a word, which made her wonder if she guessed correctly.

Now, she deliberately created a tense atmosphere to increase the pressure on Nan Muhong, and she didn't know if she was doing it right.

Will Nan Muhong agree to her proposal?