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

Mo Yan slowly stretched out her little hand to receive the tempting check.

A billion!

She has not seen such a huge sum of money.

This huge sum of money could directly rewrite her life, maybe even cure her mental illness.

Mo Yan pinched the corner of the check with her pale jade fingers, but she still struggled violently in her heart.

When she has money, she will have a lot of needs.

For example, want to be with the baby, want to enjoy the warmth of the family.

Mo Yan's star pupils lit up a lot, as if she saw a guiding light in the darkness.

That's right, she couldn't just take the money and walk away.

She must first make full use of Du Xialan's maternal love to make up for her lack of family affection.

Then snatch the baby away, and take the baby with one billion to enjoy life together.

Anyway, he will still have a bunch of women to give birth to his babies in the future.

But she is different, she doesn't want to give birth to anyone anymore.

Therefore, the two little babies are the only ones in her life.

It was such a happy decision—she would do whatever it takes to get the baby back.

Mo Yan took the check, folded it neatly, and carefully put it into the bag.

Leng Beichen, "." She actually chose money?

His jaw line was tense, and the suppressed hostility was once again rampant.

Didn't she know that taking the check meant losing him completely?
When Leng Beichen was about to run away, his body froze.

Mo Yan suddenly stretched out her arms to encircle him, and stroked his lean and fat-free waist a few times.

"."

Leng Beichen suddenly felt a mass of heat rising from his lower abdomen.

She has never been so active and unrestrained before. Could it be that she is saying her final goodbye to him?

Mo Yan Xiaoniao leaned on Leng Beichen's body comfortably, her little hands slowly moved up from his waist, all the way to his strong chest.

Light white jade fingers seductively circling on his well-defined chest,

"Mr. Leng, in fact, the couple's ring was bought for you, but I'm afraid that you might think it's cheap, so you don't have the nerve to take it out."

Mo Yan murmured in his heart, with this explanation, plus her beauty trick, he should have no objection, right?
At worst, he gritted his teeth and bought him an expensive ring later.

The corner of Leng Beichen's mouth hooked slightly.

The woman, originally wanted to make money and sex.

"Am I the kind of person who hates the poor and loves the rich? I just like that ring."

What?
Mo Yan raised her eyes in surprise.

She was just talking nonsense, she had no intention of sending the couple to Leng Beichen.

She took pictures of this pair of couple rings for He Qiushan to have a look at. It was He Qiushan's favorite style, so she paid for it.

"Heh! Mr. Leng, I'm going to buy a ring that is more suitable for your noble status. This pair of rings is too childish and will make you laugh."

"I want this." Leng Beichen was not stupid, she was just fooling him.

Mo Yan had no choice but to take out the couple rings,

"Look for yourself, the drill on it is too small, it's not suitable for you."

"Not for me, but for Su Haoran?"

Leng Beichen pretended to be arrogant and pushed away the woman wrapped around him.

"Haoran is different from you. What he likes may not necessarily be the most expensive or the best. This is what makes him the cutest."

After Mo Yan blurted out, she found that Leng Beichen's eyes were so cold that ice could be cast out.

"I want this, put it on for me."

Leng Beichen stretched out his slender fingers, his order was undeniable.

Mo Yan couldn't help it, the water splashed out when she said it, who made her say that she bought it specially for him?
She had no choice but to help him put on the ring, and it turned out to be a very suitable size, as if custom-made.

With the ring in hand, Leng Beichen's anger and gloom gradually dissipated, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a charming arc.

He kissed the ring on his finger, and pinched the pair of women's rings with his fingertips,

"I'll put it on for you too."

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth kept twitching, and he looked quite happy.

"I don't need to wear it, do I?"

"Isn't it a couple rings? Of course it's you and me."

Leng Beichen couldn't help but put the women's ring on Mo Yan's green jade finger.

Mo Yan looked at the pair of couple rings on each other's hands, feeling a little dazed,

"You really don't think the ring is too cheap?"

Leng Beichen poked her head lightly with his slender fingers,

"Didn't you see that the lid of a soda can can also be used as a promise ring?

What's more, the design of this ring is very unique, I like it. "

Mo Yan, "."

He actually believed in that kind of bloody plot on the street!Does he believe in love?

Mo Yan shook his head, he believed in love or not, and had a relationship with her.

She has not forgotten the original intention of implementing the beauty trick,

"Dear Mr. Leng, how will you speak well for me in front of your lovely mother?"

Leng Beichen lowered his head, keeping his eye level with her,
"Kiss me happy first before discussing."

He was so close, as soon as he spoke, the hot breath penetrated into the tip of Mo Yan's nose and penetrated into her heart.

It tickles her heart.

She's going to leave him anyway, and she won't lose if she enjoys his beauty to the fullest before rescinding the agreement.

Mo Yan raised her small face and kissed his soft and thin lips unceremoniously.
The two returned to the dining room hand in hand.

"How do you still have the face to come back?"

Du Xialan and Leng Siyan saw that the two seemed to be reconciled again, and they were furious.

Mo Yan twisted the back of Leng Beichen's hand, reminding him to give her a good word in front of Du Xialan.

Leng Beichen bowed his head and whispered into her ear, "Say you love me, and I'll help you."

Mo Yan twitched her eyebrows, he still had to push forward.

She endured.

"Chen, I love you so much, just like a mouse loves rice, heh~"

Leng Beichen smiled softly, knowing that she was lying, he also liked to hear it.

He bowed his head and pecked her smooth forehead, raised his eyes,

"Mom, she loves the house and the bird, and loves you like a mouse loves wheat."

Mo Yan, "." Is he speaking nicely or trying to sow discord?
"I won't be with mice." Du Xialan replied sharply.

"Crack! Crack!"

Mo Yan clapped her little hands, "Chen, I like Mom more and more. She has a personality and is as cute as you."

Du Xialan, "." This woman has changed her gender, and flattering her?

Wait, call her "Mom"?
"Who is your mother? You and Chen'er are already divorced."

Leng Beichen pulled Mo Yan back to his seat,

"Mom, since she calls your mother, you have to show your sincerity and ask her to serve you tea."

"Okay, it's right to offer tea to Mom." Mo Yan joyfully jumped to find the teacup.

Du Xialan narrowed her eyes, unable to understand what Mo Yan was trying to do.

"She made it clear that it was the weasel who gave the chicken New Year's greetings." Leng Siyan muttered loudly.

Mo Yan deliberately widened her eyes, "Miss Leng, how can you say that your mother is a chicken?"

"You..." Leng Siyan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

Mo Yan respectfully respects the tea,

"Mom, when I married Chen before, I didn't serve tea, it was my fault.

Now make up this cup of tea.Be a mother for a day, be a mother for life, please be worshiped by your children. "

Mo Yan made a decent appearance.

Du Xialan is a lady, even if she doesn't like her, she still has to be polite.

She had no choice but to take a casual sip from the teacup.

But she couldn't swallow this breath, and asked very contemptuously on purpose,
"I'll seal you a ten thousand yuan red envelope, you don't think I'm cheap, do you?"

What she meant was that Mo Yan wanted to marry her because he was greedy for glory and wealth.

"Mom, no matter how much the red envelope is, it is your wish, how can I dislike it?

Chen said that even if I gave him a can bottle cap as a ring, he would be very happy. "

That's what she said, and she didn't expect to get into trouble again.

"." Du Xialan was so angry that she had a angina attack.

Her son is so worthless!
Can a mere drink bottle cap make him bow down under someone else's pomegranate skirt?
Seeing Du Xialan clutching her heart, her face turning blue, Mo Yan quickly helped her get her pulse.

Leng Siyan rushed over nervously, "Mom must have suffered from angina pectoris.

Mo Yan, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb. Do you have to intentionally send your mother into the hospital? "

Mo Yan, who took Du Xialan's pulse, frowned.

A moment later, there was a mocking cold arc on her lips,

"Miss Leng, people are doing what the sky is watching.

Do you really think that everything can be concealed? "

Leng Siyan's lips turned white,
"You, what do you mean by that?"