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

Suddenly, Mo Yan's small body froze.

Su Haoran embraced her in his arms, his voice was very emotional,
"Is it really you, Mo Yan?"

He recognized that the woman in front of him was Mo Yan, the real female doctor he had been thinking about all these years.

Although she has grown up, grown taller, and matured, at this moment, in his eyes, she is exactly the same as the goddess who saved his life back then.

The modeling center is the property of the Su family. Seeing that Su Haoran cherishes Mo Yan so much, the manager is dumbfounded.

He really wanted to slap himself a few loud slaps.

So hard to die, he actually provoked the prince's woman, and just now he laughed at her for being poor in appearance.

"Everyone is gone, gone, and the business is closed early today."

He hurriedly dispersed the onlookers, protected Su Haoran's privacy, and made amends.

Be quiet all around.

Su Haoran hugged Mo Yan tightly, the corners of his eyes were scarlet, he couldn't speak for a long time, as if he was so moved that he was about to cry.

Mo Yan rolled his eyes at him, thinking that his reaction was exaggerated because she became beautiful.

"It's just a make-up, don't be so excited, right? Is it really important to be beautiful or not?"

She was about to push away the agitated Su Haoran, when suddenly, her eyebrows frowned, and her back felt chilly.

A familiar and forceful cold air was approaching, even at a distance, it made her feel oppressed that she couldn't breathe.

Could it be the scumbag coming?

"Ah, sir, we're not...closed now. Huh? Sir?"

The tongue-tied and limp voice of the front desk lady came from the front hall.

Mo Yan could imagine the surprised and bewildered expression on the little girl's face when she saw the cold-faced male god with a strong aura.

"Get out of the way." A deep and sullen voice sounded, with an aura of keeping strangers away.

Mo Yan's long eyelashes trembled, "It's really him! How does he know I'm here?"

Seeing a slender, cold and dangerous figure approaching them with big strides, she lowered her head in panic, and buried it in front of Su Haoran's chest.

Can't let him see her beautiful appearance.Otherwise, if he becomes too brutish, she may not even have scum left.

Su Haoran was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect Mo Yan to take the initiative to lean on his chest.

Since they like each other, and she has been the goddess in his heart since childhood, what are they waiting for?
Su Haoran tightened his slender arms and hugged her even tighter, "Mo Yan, we will get married right away."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang", and he was punched hard on the jaw.

Before he could react, the next moment, Mo Yan was brutally pulled out of his arms.

"what are you doing?"

Before Su Haoran saw the person in front of him clearly, he punched again.

His tall body flew out, and with a "bang" tremor, he landed on the sofa five or six meters away.

The punch was so powerful that even though there was a sofa cushion, he still couldn't get up in pain.

"What are you doing? I have to ask you this."

Leng Beichen felt cold and bloodthirsty cruelty and chill all over his body.

Mo Yan watched with horror.

She knew that he was quite strong and could easily lift her up into the air.But he never expected that he could easily throw a tall and tall boy like Su Haoran away.

When her sight touched Leng Beichen's deep black eyes that were glowing with fire, her little heart trembled violently.

His violence cannot be allowed to continue.

She bit the bullet and grinned the corners of her stiff mouth, "Mr. Leng, if you have something to say, why get angry?"

Leng Beichen's sharp-edged face was covered with a thick layer of frost, and his expression was like the cold face of Hades.

He was silent, terribly silent.

In front of her, her porcelain-white skin is flawless, and any sexy and beautiful words are not enough to describe her beauty.

But he was not happy.A woman looks like someone who pleases herself, did she make herself beautiful because of Su Hao?

Mo Yan felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, his eyes were like a beast staring at its prey, trying to swallow her in one gulp.

Thinking that he is dating a beautiful woman today, not to mention,
Mo Yan's anger began to ferment, and she couldn't help mocking, "Mr. Leng, is your all-you-can-eat date over?"

Her response was still silence.

Mo Yan, "." What does he mean by not speaking?
With one side of her eyes, she saw that Su Haoran's nose was bruised and his face was swollen from his beating, and the anger in his chest was surging upwards.

Violence!How hard is the fist?
Seeing that he was still silent except for silence, Mo Yan's endurance drained little by little, and finally, anger gushed out,

"Why are you so angry? You hit people as soon as you came here. I didn't know. I thought you were a local hooligan."

"Why am I angry? You ask knowingly."

Leng Beichen's razor-like sexy thin lips tightly pursed into a cold straight line, he tried his best to restrain the violence in his heart that wanted to crush her.

"I don't know why you are crazy?" Mo Yan pushed out angrily.

"Mo Yan!" Leng Beichen roared angrily, "You cuddle with him and treat me like a dead person?"

Mo Yan's eardrums made a "buzzing" sound.

Then, with a bang, an oil painting hanging on the wall fell to the ground inexplicably.

In the next second, the mirror not far away cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Yan was so shocked that her small mouth opened wide, and she looked at the furious man in front of her in disbelief.