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

When Su Haoran arrived at Gong's house, the little baby was already negotiating with He Qiushan.

She wheezed and climbed up to the chair in the palace hall, and stood on the chair with great momentum,
"Auntie, Daddy belongs to me, you can't take it away."

He Qiushan was fidgeting in the room when the servant reported that a guest was looking for her.

She had no choice but to force herself to go downstairs, only to see two little kids, like little adults, sitting on the sofa waiting for the master to come downstairs.

The little girl got close to her, and when she saw her, she wanted to cling to her affectionately, but the other one seemed to be here to smash the scene.

Looking at the baby's tear-stained face, He Qiushan thought of her son Ran Ran.

He must be crying for Mommy now, right?
The apex of the heart seemed to be pricked by thousands of thin needles, and the pain spread densely from the heart to the surroundings.

It took a long time for He Qiushan to speak, "I'm not trying to steal your daddy."

She asked herself that she has traveled all over the world, and she will never be soft on those who come to provoke trouble.

But in front of this seemingly soft and sticky little guy, she was repeatedly deflated for no reason.

"Are you really not going to steal my daddy from me?" The little baby didn't seem to believe it. "They said that women generally have duplicity. How can you prove it?"

"Do you want to prove it?" He Qiushan couldn't laugh or cry.

With a child over two years old, how can she understand the relationship?
She thought about it, and then used the simplest, rude and intuitive way.

"Actually, Auntie has a fiancé. We love each other very much and will get married soon. I will treat you to sweets then."

As soon as the words finished, Su Haoran stepped into the living room.

He heard every word she said.

When He Qiushan said that she and her fiancé were very in love, Su Haoran's footsteps stopped uncontrollably, and his eyes felt hot.

Seeing Su Haoran, the little baby slid from the chair to the ground, and ran towards him with open arms.

"Daddy~~"

The immature and soft voice made Su Haoran's heart go soft, and it also made He Qiushan's eyes thick with water vapor.

Her five fingers were slowly curled together in pain, and the fingertips reached deeply into the palm of her hand.

Ran Ran was also his son, but he didn't even have a chance to call him daddy.

Su Haoran hugged the baby with one hand, and the little girl with the other, with an apologetic expression on his face,
"Qiu Shan, I'll take them back first, Ran Ran is fine, don't worry..."

Regarding Ran Ran's question, he felt that it was inconvenient to mention it in front of the two children, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, He Qiushan's voice came from behind him,
"Su Haoran, listen clearly, I love my fiancé very much now, and I have no feelings for you for a long time."

Su Haoran tightly hugged the arms of the two children, and walked away quickly.

The baby has been glued to Su Haoran's body, even if he drives, she refuses to sit in the baby chair.

"Daddy, don't worry, Mommy and I will never leave you."

"Okay." Su Haoran rubbed her little head, the child who seemed to understand half understood was feeling sorry for him.

After returning home, the family of three seemed to have had dinner happily. After Su Haoran put the baby to sleep, he came to the rooftop.

He, who had never smoked before, took out his cigarette irritably, coughed from choking, and swallowed smoke to numb himself with nicotine.

He took a deep breath on his cigarette, raised his handsome face, and looked up at the sky.

The circles of white smoke that spewed out from the lips looked very cold and lonely in the night.

Thin rain fell on the skin, icy and cool.

At this moment, Su Haoran understood Leng Beichen's sadness of seeing no hope when he looked at the sea.

"Su Haoran, listen clearly, I love my fiancé very much now, and I have no feelings for you for a long time."

He Qiushan's unfeeling words kept repeating in his ears, unknowingly, a salty taste mixed into his mouth.

My face was wet, I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears...

After an unknown amount of time, countless cigarette butts fell on the ground. Su Haoran sighed deeply, and when he was about to accept the arrangement of fate, the night above his head was blocked by an umbrella.

"I'll help you." Leng Siyan's voice sounded behind him.

Su Haoran looked back in surprise, "You help me? The baby will be disappointed."

"Did you forget? Three years ago when you were injured and lying on the hospital bed, I said, you help me, I will help you, we help each other."

Leng Siyan pretended to be relaxed, "Little baby will understand when she grows up, she has enjoyed Daddy for three years, and it's time to return you to Ran Ran."

Su Haoran threw away the cigarette butt, rubbed his hands on his cold handsome face,

"No matter what happens in the future, Xiaobaobao and Xiaonannan will always be my daughters."

"I know that when Mo Yan suffered from aging disease and entrusted the little girl to you, you really have nothing to say to the little girl. You are more responsible than Beichen's biological father."

Leng Siyan took out a tissue to help Su Haoran wipe off the rain from his hair, raised it in the air, and stopped.

They were married for three years, and they just pretended to show others. In fact, they never even held hands.

The baby slept with her, and Su Haoran slept in another bedroom. There was a clear distinction between them.

This may be one of the reasons why the baby has no sense of security.

For the past three years, Su Haoran has kept her body clean, and she also has a calm heart. They never thought of crossing this boundary and becoming a real couple.

She folded her hand again, and passed the tissue to Su Haoran's hand, "Wipe it quickly, don't catch a cold."

"What did you just say?" Su Haoran held a tissue, his eyebrows frowned.

"Tell me not to catch a cold..."

"Last sentence. Mo Yan is suffering from aging disease." Su Haoran's mood that had finally calmed down began to become disturbed again.
"Not good! Could it be that Mo Yan is suffering from aging disease, so it has been three years and still hasn't brought a single word."

"Why are you thinking about Mo Yan again, who do you really love?" Leng Siyan pouted,

"Maybe Mo Yan cured Nan Muyan and stayed with him, and the aging disease will be cured without medicine."

"No, Mo Yan only loves Mr. Leng alone. Nan Muyan and Mr. Leng are brothers, Mo Yan has a sense of propriety." Su Haoran firmly justified Mo Yan's name.

"Okay, okay, I know that both you and brother Beichen have special feelings for Mo Yan.

I also hope that she will come back soon, otherwise Brother Beichen might not be able to bear it anymore.

It's all because of Nanmuyan and Nanmuhong. "

Leng Siyan was not in the mood to recall Nan Muyan, so she changed the subject, "I'll go to Miss Gong and tell her that I married you in a sham."

Su Haoran held back Leng Siyan who was about to leave,

"No, whether my marriage with you is real or not, it won't change the result between me and her."

"Why?" Leng Siyan didn't understand.

A bit of bitterness and self-mockery emerged from the corner of Su Haoran's mouth,

"She has had another love for a long time, otherwise, how could she hide from me and give birth to Ran Ran, and prevent our father and son from recognizing each other? Besides, she is about to get married."

"It doesn't make sense."

Leng Siyan recalled that when she was in Leng's today, in He Qiushan's eyes, she clearly saw something strange.

"How do you know if you don't try? Women are for chasing. If you don't chase, how do you know who will win? You've never chased a woman before, have you?"

After Leng Siyan asked this sentence, without Su Haoran answering, she laughed by herself,
"You and Brother Beichen are the same kind. Only women chase you, and you have never chased a woman before, so it's no wonder that Miss Gong doesn't run away."

"If you don't love, what's the use of chasing?"

Su Haoran feels that two people who truly love each other can understand each other with just one look.

In his world view, there is no word "chasing", and he doesn't like to force others to make things difficult.

Therefore, even though he had a deep affection for Mo Yan, he did not launch a passionate pursuit.

"If you don't chase, how does a woman know that you like her?

You should learn from Brother Beichen, although Brother Beichen will not pursue Mo Yan in the open, but he has used various methods of intimidation and temptation against Mo Yan.

It seems that his behavior is domineering and even unreasonable, but in fact, everyone can see that it is the expression of his love for Mo Yan. "

"..." Su Haoran seemed to have realized something,
"You have a point. But she already has a fiancé. Could it be that I stole her love?"

"Pedantism!"

Since Leng Siyan decided to help Su Haoran and set him free, she did her best.

Regardless of Su Haoran's dissuasion, she knocked on the door of the Gong family overnight.

The old man at the gate stopped her car, "Miss Leng, it's too late, my lady has already rested."

"I just talked to Miss Gong on the phone, and I've already made an appointment."

Leng Siyan played a small game and made nonsense to the old gatekeeper.

She felt that she had to strike while the iron was hot, in case He Qiushan really ran away with that fiancé tomorrow.

The old gatekeeper looked at the dark courtyard of the Gong family, and handed the flashlight in his hand to Leng Siyan,

"You can't drive in. You can walk through the yard in front, and the building behind is Miss Gong's villa. Don't go wrong."

Leng Siyan readily agreed.

She parked the car outside the gate of Gong's house, holding a flashlight, and groped into the huge courtyard of Gong's house.

The Gong family's mansion is very large, and there are too many flowers and plants. When the night wind blows, there is a sound of rattling grass and trees in the yard.

Leng Siyan walked for a while along the winding gravel road, but still did not see the villa the old man mentioned.

It was pitch black before and after, and she couldn't help but feel a little hairy.

"You won't go the wrong way, will you?"

But the problem is that there is only a gravel road under her feet, and the rest are lawns.

After walking a few more steps, a strong wind lifted her long hair, making her tremble, and she couldn't help but look up.

Seeing this, she was immediately terrified, and her legs went limp.

"Ouch," she cried out, and she fell to the ground.

Just now, a black shadow flew quickly in the sky.

God, it's flying!
In this world, besides Leng Beichen, who else can have this kind of ability?
"But Brother Beichen is very familiar with the layout of the Gong family since he was a child, so there is no need to visit the Gong family at night. If it's not Brother Beichen, who else could it be?"

All of a sudden, Leng Siyan shuddered, and there was another person who could have such amazing skills, and that was——

South, wood, eaves!
"Nan Muyan's injury was healed by Mo Yan? Impossible.

If Mo Yan had already cured him, he would be able to come back for a family reunion, why not come back? "

Leng Siyan was muttering, picking up the flashlight that fell on the ground and trying to get up.

But in the next moment, her scalp tingled, and a dense layer of sweat oozes from her back.

All I saw was an elongated black shadow approaching her step by step.

Leng Siyan shivered and moved her small body back, but she couldn't keep up with the moving speed of the black shadow.

A tall and slender figure appeared within the range of the flashlight.

She vaguely saw that the man was wearing a rare tight-fitting night suit and a black mask.

And the brim of his peaked cap was pressed down very low, blocking his face, making it impossible to discern his appearance.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, like a Hong bell hitting her heart, louder and louder.

Leng Siyan's head exploded, dripping with cold sweat,
"You... who are you?"