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

A loud "bang" sound.

Moyan shrank her neck tremblingly, her whole body trembled a few times as if she felt an earthquake.

Strange, there is no pain on her body, the dog man didn't beat her?

Immediately afterwards, there was a "boom", and the ground really shook, raising a large cloud of dust.

"My God? Am I blind? This man broke such a thick tree with one punch."

There were chattering voices in his ears, and Mo Yan opened his eyes in surprise.

Her pupils suddenly tightened, and her little heart rose to her throat.

As far as the eye could see, a piece of scarlet blood dripped down from Leng Beichen's fist.

Behind her, the big banyan tree that no one could hold in its arms actually broke off in the middle and hung upside down on the ground.

"Mr. Leng Leng, you're bleeding, I'll help you bandage it." Mo Yan's eyes were filled with water.

I don't know if it was because of fear or what, anyway, it felt like a thousand needles pierced her heart, which made her very uncomfortable.

Leng Beichen didn't seem to feel any pain at all, his deep eyes were as black as a ball of smudged ink, his voice was extremely low and hoarse,
"Fulfill you, I won't pester you again in the future."

Mo Yan watched his tall and stern back as he walked towards the inpatient department, and wiped away his tears.

All of this is finally over, right?
Wait, she still doesn't know the truth about the Dong family incident.

She ran to catch up, "Mr. Leng, why doesn't Dong Chihan know the woman who is pregnant with his baby?"

Leng Beichen's long legs didn't stop, as if he didn't hear it.

"Mr. Leng, how are you sure that Gong Mengxi is not the murderer behind Dong Zhirong's suicide?" Mo Yan chased after her out of breath.

Leng Beichen looked ahead, his handsome face was expressionless, as if she was a mass of colorless and odorless air.

"Mr. Leng, you just jumped to conclusions because of your personal feelings, right?" Mo Yan had no choice but to speak provocatively.

This trick is really effective, Leng Beichen paused, looked sideways,
"If you want to know the answer, you have to pay the price."

"What price?" Mo Yan had a premonition that his dog would not be able to spit out ivory.

Leng Beichen withdrew his gaze, and his long eyelashes trembled, "Take your spring night in exchange for a moment."

"Pooh!"

Mo Yan spat at his retreating figure, "He really dares to think."

After leaving the hospital, Mo Yan originally wanted to find Su Haoran, but he did not expect to receive a call from his colleagues.

They were looking forward to the stars and the moon to Mo Yan, "Mo Tezhu, you and Mr. Leng are on a business trip and haven't planned to come back yet?"

"Has President Leng not resolved the company's crisis?"

The first thing that Mo Yan thought of was that the spokesperson played with female fans and "overturned" the accident, which led to the company being returned a large number of products.

"It's solved. Mr. Leng is too powerful. He just posted a sentence on Weibo. Those who returned the goods obediently pulled the goods back, and everything returned to normal."

"So awesome? What did he publish?"

"He said that he would personally endorse and insisted that customers who want to return the goods be refunded immediately, but never cooperate in the future."

Mo Yan, "." This trick of retreating into advance is really awesome. Leng Beichen's popularity and appearance are no worse than top stars.

It seems that the dog man's ability should not be underestimated.

"Since the crisis has been lifted, are you looking for me in a hurry?"

"Assistant Mo Te, we miss you so much. President Chen said that we will wait for you to come back before starting preparations for the team building activities."

Mo Yan was at a loss, why did the team building preparations have to wait for her to come back?
"Isn't it necessary to deduct activity funds from my salary? That's far from enough."

Mo Yan decided to buy a ticket to go back that day.

On the plane, Mo Yan closed her eyes and meditated.

She bought an economy class seat by the window, with a young girl sitting next to her.

A man came over, "Miss, I am in first class, I would like to change seats with you, would you like to?"

Mo Yan was stunned, there are such good people and good deeds?
She looked at the girl beside her, and suddenly realized that this man must have taken a fancy to a young girl.

Out of the virtue of adult beauty, Mo Yan got into the first-class cabin and found that she was the only one in the first-class cabin.

The stewardess was very enthusiastic, and helped her open the massage chair, handed her a blanket, and quickly served coffee and other drinks and snacks.

Mo Yan happily enjoyed it for a while, "Hasn't it taken off yet?"

"It will fly right away."

After talking about it several times, the stewardess evacuated, and Mo Yan, who was enjoying the massage with her eyes closed, finally felt something was wrong with the air pressure.

She opened her eyes and sat up abruptly, "Mr. Leng, why are you here?"

Leng Beichen lay on the chair with an indifferent expression on his face, without looking sideways, "Did you charter a flight?"

Mo Yan squinted at Leng Beichen's defiant look, annoyed,
"No, how can I afford a plane?" If she could afford a plane, she would definitely not let him board the plane.

"Since you don't have a charter plane, why can't I be here?"

Leng Beichen closed his eyes, with an air of repelling others thousands of miles away.

"Why doesn't Miss Gong go back with you?"

"Are you willing to leave her alone in the hospital?"

"My colleagues said that you have solved the company's crisis, so there is no need to hurry back."

Leng Beichen kept his eyes closed all the time, and didn't even hum, just ignoring Mo Yan who had a hundred thousand reasons.

Afterwards, the first-class cabin fell into an embarrassing silence, only the small screen on the plane continuously issued reminders such as "the plane is about to take off" and "fasten your seat belt".

Seeing that Leng Beichen was ignoring her, Mo Yan simply "clicked" the snacks to a new level, deliberately stimulating his saliva secretion.

While eating, her gaze fell on Leng Beichen's gauze-wrapped fist.

"Mr. Leng, who bandaged your wound? It's not professional at all, it can't even stop the bleeding."

Mo Yan wondered why the nurses in the best hospital in Kyoto were so careless and didn't learn the basic skills?

Seeing that Leng Beichen was still ignoring her, she called the stewardess directly and asked for a first aid kit, and she took off the gauze on Leng Beichen's hands herself.

The gauze was half untied, Leng Beichen moved his hand away to prevent her from touching it, and opened his cold thin lips indifferently,
"Since we broke up, don't touch me again."

Mo Yan, "." Hey, as if she had plans for him.

He didn't say it just now, but now that the gauze has been removed and the wound is exposed, he refuses?

"Mr. Leng, I'm your subordinate after all, I can't just watch you bleed, can I?"

"You can just watch me bleed, and your salary will not be deducted." Leng Beichen still maintains the aura of not getting close to strangers.

If you don't touch, don't touch.

Mo Yan looked away and remained silent for a few minutes, no, it seems impossible to turn a blind eye to his wound.

"I am a benevolent doctor, and there is no charge."

"I charge." Leng Beichen uttered three words leisurely.

Mo Yan was speechless, "How much do you want to charge?"

Before the words finished, Mo Yan made a sudden move, and the silver needle flashed.

She wouldn't really give him money, just ask casually to divert his attention.

Leng Beichen touched his smooth forehead seemingly casually, skillfully avoiding Mo Yan's silver needle.

Mo Yan rushed to nothing, and was about to make another shot when the plane suddenly trembled.

Caught off guard, Mo Yan lost her footing and threw herself into Leng Beichen's body.

"If you can't bear it, I'll just say it straight. You don't need to make excuses." A low, warm voice came down from above your head.

Mo Yan has already learned many times about the dog man's poisonous tongue, so he is no stranger to it.

She didn't want to get angry with him, "Mr. Leng, is it interesting for you to show off your tongue? You know it's an accident."

She struggled to get up, but the plane seemed to encounter strong convection, and the flight was very unstable, causing her to fall back on him again and again.

"You want to enjoy the pleasure of talking? Anyway, it's boring, and I can fulfill you."

As soon as Leng Beichen's words fell, Mo Yan's collar tightened, and he lifted it onto his tough chest