Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Mo Beichen's face suddenly cooled down. His fingers beat his knees rhythmically, quickly took out the keyword eyes, and automatically shielded the three ugly words, "has she adjusted her face?"

"Yes, I made her look." Dr. Yang didn't find the danger approaching. She went on: "at that time, she was sent to the cosmetic hospital. It was her life. She was picked up by a bunch of cosmetic doctors."

Mo Beichen's heart was severely clenched. She didn't regret being hurt and was carelessly sent to the cosmetic hospital. How big was her life to escape from death?

Not only that, he vaguely felt that the truth he was pursuing would soon be revealed, "when did it happen?"

Dr. Yang looked at Mo Beichen's face and thought that he had been deceived by no regrets. His face was so ugly. She was complacent. "About four years ago, when she was sent, she was covered in flesh and blood. It was said that she seemed to have been rescued from the river. At that time, her face was hurt and swollen so that she couldn't see it. Later, her face was swollen and disfigured."

Mo Beichen sat there stiffly, his fingers hanging in the air like that, and his look was terrible like a mountain rain. All the information was right. Nine times out of ten, he didn't regret.

"And then?"

"Later, our hospital kindly gave her cosmetic surgery. Her skeleton was very good. In fact, she could highly restore her original facial features, but she insisted that we should be ordinary. Finally, the hospital decided to let me do cosmetic surgery for her." Dr. Yang looked at Mo Beichen's increasingly gloomy face. She was secretly happy. See, as soon as Mo Beichen knew the truth, she would dump it without regret.

Dr. Yang had the courage to stand up. She slowly walked to Mo Beichen. The strong aura emitted by the man made her a little afraid to approach. Her legs softened and deliberately rushed into his arms. "Mr. Mo, don't regret cheating you. Will you ignore her?"

Mo Beichen sat motionless and didn't even lift her. "Don't regret your previous name?"

"The first mock exam has been called her, because she has been disfigured and unable to verify her identity, but I also heard someone calling her Gu Shi, and her name was a model of your dead wife. Ah, it hurts!" Dr. Yang was kicked out by Mo Beichen and hit the corner of the tea table, almost crooking the eagle's nose.

She stared at Mo Beichen in disbelief. She didn't believe he pushed her away. "Mr. Mo, you hurt me."

Mo Beichen looked down at Dr. Yang, "come and send Miss Yang out."

Two bodyguards in black came in silently, grabbed Dr. Yang from left to right and dragged her outside the door. Dr. Yang screamed, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, I haven't finished my words yet. Gu Qian's bitch just likes your power and money. Don't be cheated by her. She's not a good thing."

Mo Beichen's heart was filled with murderous spirit. She dared to scold Gu Qian in front of him. She was really tired of living, "wait a minute!"

The bodyguard stopped. Dr. Yang thought she had a play. She looked back at Mo Beichen. "Mr. Mo, don't be cheated by her poor appearance. She is a liar. When we finished the operation for her, she ran away secretly without even paying the operation fee..."

Mo Beichen walked slowly to Dr. Yang, "what are you? How dare you slander her in front of me? If she can take a fancy to my power and money and give me a false promise, I will be satisfied. "

Dr. Yang's eyes suddenly stared into a copper bell. His eyes looked at Mo Beichen as if he were looking at a madman, "you..."

Mo Beichen waved like a grain of dust in the air, "throw her out and don't let me see her again."

The bodyguard dragged Dr. Yang out again until Dr. Yang was thrown out of the Mohist villa. She was still confused. She didn't understand why Mo Beichen's reaction was so strange. Shouldn't he be very angry?

Rich people hate others to calculate their money. Is mo Beichen a strange flower?

Mo Beichen stood in front of the French window. His heart was mixed. At this time, he wanted to grow wings and immediately flew to her, asking why she pretended to be stupid in front of him for so long, and why he didn't admit that she was Gu Qian?

But he didn't dare. He was afraid.

Yes, he was afraid of scaring her away. He had lost her once. He couldn't afford to lose her again, so even if he wanted to rush to her and question her, he had to hold it back.

There has never been a woman who made him so hesitant. She doesn't know what attitude to treat her and spoil her. She may not look at him more, but he is happy.

She didn't regret having no dream all night. She didn't know that her vest had fallen completely in mobeichen. She woke up. It was just dawn outside the window. She got up and had an early class for half an hour before she got up to wash.

After changing her work clothes, she picked up her mobile phone and found a text message lying in her mobile phone. She opened the mailbox with only three words, "I miss you!"

This sentence was headless, as if it was just to express the master's mood at that time. After reading it several times without regret, his cheeks burned slightly, and his heart throbbed uncontrollably.

She didn't reply. She put her cell phone in her pocket, pushed the door open and went out. When she met her colleagues along the way, she greeted them with a smile in her eyebrows. Her tone was light and her steps were light.

"Manager, you are in a good mood today. Have you met any good things?" One of the room attendants who is familiar with Bu Hui finds that Bu Hui is a little different today.

She feels very cold and alienated. She always keeps a certain distance from everyone. She is also very strict with her subordinates at work. Everyone nicknamed her abbess extinction behind her, but today she looks very different.

I don't regret thinking of that mindless text message and forced the corner of my mouth to press down, "didn't I pay my salary yesterday? I feel good when I receive the money. "

"Oh, yes, it's a pity that I don't have much money. I sent half to my mother. The rest is not enough for me to buy a nice dress." The waiter looked down and was a little bored.

Don't regret patting her on the shoulder to show comfort, and then floated away. She didn't know under what circumstances Mo Beichen sent her these three words.

Mo Beichen stood in front of the French window in his living room all night. It was just daybreak, and his mood gradually returned to calm. He picked up his mobile phone and began editing text messages.

He had thousands of words to say to her. After editing and deleting, there were only three short words left.

I miss you, Gu Qian. You finally come back to me. This time, I will never lose you again!