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

Mo Yan looked out, Leng Siyan got out of the car, and looked at Leng Beichen's car with a resentful expression.

"I'll go down and see."

Leng Beichen got out of the car and didn't take a few steps. Leng Siyan excitedly rushed over and hugged him tightly, tears streaming down his face.

"Is this... too exaggerated?" The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched violently.
"It's just a business trip, and it's not about life and death. As for the reckless interception halfway, hugging each other on the main road at night to tell your heart?"

As a woman, no matter how dull she felt, something was wrong.

She turned her eyes, "Brother driver, your driving skills are really good, have you been in this business for a long time?"

"Young Mistress, just call me Ah Zhong. I have been a driver in Leng's family for more than ten years."

Mo Yan was waiting for his words, "Then you must know why the relationship between Miss Siyan and the second young master is so good?"

"Second Young Master has been abroad. Miss Siyan has a very good relationship with Eldest Young Master. She has been Eldest Young Master's follower since she was a child."

Mo Yan's beautiful eyebrows were twitched, and she looked sideways out of the car.

Leng Beichen wiped away Leng Siyan's tears, and gently patted her on the back, while Leng Siyan's head rested on his chest, and his hands wrapped around his muscular waist.

Those who didn't know about this scene thought they were a pair of lovers who had reunited after a long absence.

So eye-catching!
Mo Yan withdrew her gaze, feeling her heart was congested badly,
"But he is obviously Leng Boshe. If Miss Siyan misses Leng Beichen too much, shouldn't she go to the manor to visit him? What's going on with Leng Boshe?"

She thought for a while, "Brother Zhong, Ms. Siyan is beautiful and has a temperament. She should be pursued by many people, right? Does she have a boyfriend?"

"This Miss Siyan has not been back from abroad for a long time, and I haven't seen her interacting with men. It's probably because the young master has been strict with her since childhood."

"How strict?"

Mo Yan handed Ah Zhong the hamburger, hot dog and milk tea from the plane.

Ah Zhong had something to eat, and when he got excited, he talked more.
"Miss Siyan was chased by many boys when she was a student. The young master once punched a boy's jaw. After that, the boys didn't dare to approach her anymore."

Mo Yan felt his brain burn for a while, his brother was nervous about his sister, it was normal to be afraid that she would be bullied by boys.

But it's too much to be nervous enough to fight, isn't it?
"Are you sure it was the Eldest Young Master who did it, not the Second Young Master?"

After getting Ah Zhong's affirmative answer, Mo Yan looked out of the car again with mixed feelings.

Leng Siyan seemed to be coaxed, and smiled through tears, but she never let go of her hand holding Leng Beichen.

"Young lady, there's something wrong with the car behind. Why is it driving so slowly? We didn't get in his way. It's sneaky and seems to be following us."

Mo Yan glanced back, it was true.

She saw a camera with a wide-angle lens sticking out of the car window, facing Leng Beichen and the others.

"Could it be that the paparazzi followed here from the airport? Damn, it wouldn't be nice to be photographed hugging brother and sister at night?"

She hurriedly opened the car door and rushed over, ignoring Leng Siyan's disgusted look at her, she took Leng Beichen's arms.

"Mr. Leng, even if Ms. Siyan is heartbroken because of a broken relationship, if you go home and comfort her slowly, if you blow the night breeze on the road, you will catch a cold."

She deliberately increased her voice so that the reporters hiding in the car could hear clearly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Leng Siyan was so angry that she was interrupted suddenly, and he was wronged and lost in love.

She has never been in love, at best she has a secret love.

Leng Beichen took Mo Yan into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her smooth forehead, and lowered his voice, "Is there a reporter?"

"You react quite quickly." Mo Yan was annoyed, and took the opportunity to teach him a lesson.

"Can't you kiss me in another place? You just announced our underground relationship to the media, and now you are causing trouble on the main road, is it appropriate?"

"Hmm~~ It's so sour. You even eat your sister's jealousy?" Leng Beichen's handsome face drew a cynical arc.

He let Leng Siyan, who was half dead with anger, go first.

Leng Siyan was extremely reluctant to leave, stomped her feet fiercely before leaving, and cast an angry look at Mo Yan.

It's like a girl in love who gets annoyed when she sees her boyfriend with other women.

Mo Yan glanced at Leng Beichen, a man who attracts bees and butterflies, causing her to be hated by Leng Siyan for nothing.

Are they sure they are siblings?
She turned around to go back into the car, when suddenly, Leng Beichen grabbed her little hand tightly.

His long fingers slipped and intertwined with hers.

The next moment, her jaw tightened, and Leng Beichen pinched her delicate jaw with the other hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Mo Yan was about to slap his hand away when he suddenly lowered his head.

His smooth forehead touched hers, and his eyes were at the same level as hers, "Cooperate, the reporters are all staring at us."

"How to cooperate?"

A bad premonition came to my mind, "If you dare to go too far, I will not~~"

Before he finished speaking, Leng Beichen blocked his lips.

This time he changed from his domineering style in the past, and touched her red lips extremely gently.

The picture is quite beautiful, very suitable for headlines.

Mo Yan felt a few lights flashing in the darkness, and not long after, the car following them drove away.

Leng Beichen let go of Mo Yan, as if nothing had happened, with a businesslike attitude, so calm and indifferent that it was outrageous,
"You were very witty just now, and I will add [-] to your year-end bonus."

Mo Yan, "." She was bitten by wolves and exchanged for [-]. Damn, have you asked her?
Back in the car, Mo Yan pretended to ask casually, "Miss Siyan has lost her love, right? She cried so sadly."

"There is no lovelorn."

Leng Beichen's slender body leaned back, looking forward, her thin lips were habitually pursed coldly.

"And then?" Mo Yan waited for a long time without seeing him say a word, and couldn't help asking.

Leng Beichen looked sideways, pretending not to know why, "What then?"

"Just now she cried so sadly, what's the reason?"

Mo Yan felt that no matter how good his temper was, he could not hold his breath anymore.

"You want to know the reason?" Leng Beichen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mo Yan silently rolled his eyes at him, "Isn't this nonsense?"

"If you want to know the reason, ask her herself, how do I know?"

Leng Beichen looked at Mo Yan, who was played bearded and stared by him, with a smile on the end of his brow.

Mo Yan didn't want to talk to him at all, and moved far away, away from him.

Leng Beichen didn't say anything else, while she was not paying attention, he touched his thin lips with his slender fingertips.

Just now she took the initiative to send it to the door, and he didn't kiss him for nothing.

The two fell into silence, and they didn't say a word to each other until the car drove into the manor.

Back at the manor, "Handsome man, I'm back."

Mo Yan pushed open the bedroom door, dumbfounded.

There was no one in the room, and the familiar artwork-like vegetative person on the bed disappeared without a trace.

"Young mistress, the young master was sent abroad for medical treatment." Chen Yuhuan appeared in time.

"So I can move out?"

Treating a vegetative person must be a long-term process, and she has no reason to stay in the manor with the cheek.

But it's late at night now, at least I have to wait until I find a house tomorrow before moving.

Mo Yan was about to wash up and go to bed early, when Chen Yuhuan handed over a key.

"Young Mistress, the Second Young Master said that if you don't want to stay, you can move to the company dormitory. You can move tonight, the car is waiting outside."

"Company dormitory?" The anger in Mo Yan's chest rose up slowly.

The dog man turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. He planned to drive her out long ago, and didn't even let her catch her breath for one night?