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

He Qiushan is well-informed and has always been thick-skinned.

But when she heard about the birth of the baby, her cheeks still felt hot, "Mrs. Su, you misunderstood."

"What misunderstanding?" Mrs. Su unconsciously stared at He Qiushan's belly.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but once you look at it, she can pick out a lot of problems,

"You young people are too ignorant. How can you wear such tight clothes when you are pregnant?"

"The navel is easy to catch cold, so it can't be exposed."

"Your skirt is too short, my God, and you still wear such high heels? Do you want to die?"

He Qiushan, "..." Should she be thankful that Su Haoran didn't like her?
The phone just rang, He Qiushan picked up the phone,

"Honey, are you waiting for me? Well, I'll go there now, wait for me."

She deliberately shouted intimately on the phone, and when she was about to hang up, she even blew a kiss to the phone.

She wanted to show that Mrs. Su had misunderstood.

When she looked up, she was startled.

Su Haoran didn't know when he came, but he actually stood behind Mrs. Su.

The scene of her talking on the phone just now fell into his eyes?
"What do you mean?"

After all, Mrs. Su was old, and when she saw He Qiushan's nonchalant and coquettish manner, she was furious, "You are pregnant with my grandson, and you are flirting with other men?"

"Mom, she likes someone else, you misunderstood, she is not pregnant."

Su Haoran pulled Mrs. Su away.

He Qiushan's eye sockets felt hot, and her fingertips felt numb.

He said she likes someone else?
Ah!She never concealed her liking for him, didn't he know?

He doesn't need to accept her, but what does it mean to pretend he doesn't know?
Now that she has a boyfriend, he's relieved, isn't he?
He is very happy now because he doesn't have to be pestered by her anymore, right?
Angrily, He Qiushan grabbed her bag, rushed out of the tea room, and left.

Watching the two people break up unhappy, Mo Yan felt that she had gotten into trouble.

Su Haoran and He Qiushan seem to be getting farther and farther apart...

The bird's nest in the bowl became tasteless, Mo Yan put down the bowl and spoon.

"Why don't you eat?"

Leng Beichen circled Mo Yan from behind, bent down, and pressed his handsome face to her ear.

"No appetite." Mo Yan sighed leisurely.

Asking what love is in the world is really tormenting.

When the real Mo Yan comes back in the future, she will have to leave sadly, right?
Thinking of this made her even more depressed.

"It doesn't taste good?" Leng Beichen sat beside her.

He picked up a spoon and took a sip, smashed his thin lips, "Not bad."

He was patient, scooped up a spoon, and handed it to Mo Yan's lips, "Good boy, open your mouth."

Mo Yan, "..." He wants to feed her himself?
The upward arc of her mouth can't be suppressed, this treatment is so sweet.

The mood suddenly brightened.

Cherish the moment and live every day to the fullest.

What will happen in the future, and worrying now has no results, it is better to let nature take its course, and the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge.

"You put it away first, I'll eat it later."

There were people coming and going in the tea room, Mo Yan didn't have the nerve to let Leng Beichen feed him.

"It will be cold after a while, hurting the stomach."

Leng Beichen suddenly picked up the bowl and poured a big gulp into his mouth.

Mo Yan, "???" Is he hungry?
Before she could figure it out, the next moment, Leng Beichen's handsome face magnified infinitely before her eyes.

Kiss her in the pantry?
Mo Yan was about to remind him - this is a public place, there are many staff.

Suddenly, the back of her head tightened.

Immediately afterwards, the lips were tightly covered by the man's soft and thin lips irresistibly.

The bird's nest poured into the small mouth in an instant.

The fragrance is overflowing, refreshing, and the sweet feeling slides from the mouth into the throat, all the way to the heart and lungs.

"President Leng and Mrs. Leng are so affectionate, much sweeter than before."

"Yes, Mrs. Leng is back this time, she seems to be gentle."

Mo Yan heard the whispered comments from her colleagues, and hurriedly withdrew from the kiss, her face flushed pink.

She was about to get up, but Leng Beichen poured herself another mouthful of bird's nest.

Mo Yan, "..." He is so thick-skinned, people come and go.

Without giving her a chance to speak, the passionate bird's nest kiss came again irresistibly...

Leng Beichen completely ignored the gazes of the staff, patiently divided a jar of bird's nest several times, and put it all into Mo Yan's little mouth.

Mo Yan pursed her red lips that were so moist and swollen from being kissed, and there was a hint of sweetness on her lips.

He became gentle, almost invincible in the world.

She was about to lean in and give Leng Beichen a reward kiss, but she only heard the man talking to himself,

"The baby should be full now, let him sleep more."

In an instant, Mo Yan lost the interest in kissing him.

"You are so kind to the baby, and I'm still in love with the baby."

She spoke sourly.

She and the baby are just stand-ins. If he finds out the truth, will he kill her?
"I'm also in the light of the baby."

Leng Beichen put away the empty thermos, his eyes filled with pampering for her.

He meant that he could make her as docile as an obedient kitten because of the baby's favor.

He wants to kiss her now, but she just doesn't move and let him kiss her enough.

In the past, no matter whether she was happy or not, she had to resist.

Every time he had to suppress her with a domineering and powerful aura, he could succeed.

But these, he never said, Mo Yan naturally did not understand what he meant by "staining light".

Mo Yan vaguely felt that Leng Beichen was kind to him, mainly because he loved the real Mo Yan very much.

With a vague reaction in her heart, Mo Yan got up and prepared to go to work,
"Chen, I have to arrange courses and interview students. There are many things waiting for me. I will go to work first."

Just as he was talking, the assistant came over with a stack of registration forms to ask for instructions.
"Mrs. Leng, when Miss Gong left just now, she said that she would also sign up to be our student. Does she want to have an interview?"

"Miss Gong? Could it be Gong Murui?"

She only knew Gong Mengxi and Gong Murui.

But Gong Mengxi is the styling director, so naturally she wouldn't sign up as a student.

"It's Gong Murui. This is her registration form. I think she has a postgraduate degree. If she is our student, will she be overqualified?"

The assistant took out a registration form and handed it to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan glanced at Gong Murui's registration form, her eyebrows twitched into a ball.

Their beauty and styling courses are mainly aimed at young people who want to learn technology and have another way of employment.

And Gong Murui is beautiful, her family is rich, her education is high, and her personal conditions are top-notch.

Even if she wants to study, her family has enough capital to send her to study abroad.

"Drunkards don't want to drink?"

Mo Yan stared at the man beside him with black and white starry eyes.

In the meeting room just now, he and Gong Murui met each other and whispered, just like childhood sweethearts.

That uncomfortable feeling flooded my heart again.

Regardless of whether she is Mo Yan or a substitute, since he is married to her, he can't have affairs with other women at the same time, right?

"Mrs. Leng, what do you mean, Miss Gong wants to be an undercover agent?

If our styling studio develops vigorously, with Mrs. Leng as a powerful pillar, it will probably overwhelm the limelight of the TWEFACE styling center. "

The assistant seems to have seen a good day for promotion and salary increase.

"It depends on President Leng's decision." Mo Yan slightly hooked her lips.

She doesn't have much ambition, just have her own business.

Whether or not to make it bigger than TWEFACE Modeling Center depends entirely on the instructions of the superiors.

And Gong Murui doesn't look like an ambitious girl either.

She signed up for the training class in order to have more contact with Leng Beichen, right?
"You go out first, I'll discuss it with President Leng."

After the assistant left, Mo Yan turned to Leng Beichen, "Mr. Leng, let's go back to your office to talk."

"About the training program? If you want to surpass the TWEFACE modeling center, I will support you unconditionally."

The training program is entirely for Mo Yan.

Leng Beichen just wanted to please her, profit or loss was not important to him.

Even if she loses money, he has the ability to double the loss and get it back.

Seeing Mo Yan's small face tense for no reason, Leng Beichen curiously followed Mo Yan back to the CEO's office.

He wrapped Mo Yan in his arms,
"Baby, suddenly, why did you look wrong?

If the work pressure is too great, I will arrange a few more assistants to help you share it. "

Mo Yan pushed him away, bit her lower lip with fine teeth, as if she had made a big decision, her little face flushed red,

"Mr. Leng, tell me the truth, what's going on between you and Gong Murui?"

She knew that exposing Leng Beichen's background would require a price.

Perhaps, after this question was raised, there was a gap between them, and they even broke up, and she was even disqualified from being a stand-in.

But she decided to go all out.

A man with two legs, forget it!Anyway, I don't want to be upset.

When asked about Gong Murui suddenly, Leng Beichen was startled.

He has had little contact with Gong Murui recently, why is Mo Yan so sensitive?

The current Mo Yan is undoubtedly nervous about him.

But he remembered that before Mo Yan disappeared, he and Gong Murui were really close.

Not only did Mo Yan not ask him any questions about Gong Murui, but she also directly ignored him, ridiculing him.

"If a woman's husband chats with other women on WeChat every day, plays games together, and practice with them in the middle of the night, but the woman doesn't care about her husband, what is the psychology?"

"..." Mo Yan's heart turned cold.

They have been playing together day and night, who can believe that there is pure friendship between men and women?
She looked at him with a cool smile,
"That woman probably doesn't like her husband..." Otherwise, she would have gone crazy long ago, how could she just ignore her?
Anyway, when she heard this, she wanted to strangle him!

Distraught, Mo Yan pushed Leng Beichen away and walked out.

He was having an affair with other women, she couldn't bear it.

Next, how to showdown with him?

He must be made to correct his evil ways and become a dedicated and good "husband", otherwise...

She was thinking wildly while walking, suddenly, her small body lightened.

She was hugged forcefully by Leng Beichen.

"Let me go, I can walk by myself." Mo Yan was annoyed.

As soon as she raised her eyes, her heart trembled when she met Shang Leng Beichen's scarlet black eyes.

Why is he still annoyed?

Leng Beichen's jaw line was tense, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes, mixed with a look of grievance.

Who is messing with this, and he pre-empted it?
Mo Yan scolded, "What are you doing? I'm going to work."

Leng Beichen strode his long legs, and walked to the lounge of the CEO's office without hesitation, and said two words coldly between his thin lips,

"Do—love—"