Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

"Don't..."

Yan Mo suddenly opened his eyes, sweating profusely on his forehead.

She was silent for a moment, rubbed her head, sighed helplessly, and her face was speechless.

She didn't know why she had the same nightmare in the past two years. The scene in the dream was the same every time. She was stronger by a strange man.

God knows that her whole heart has been given to Li Beicheng. Even though there are many suitors, she has been guarding herself for that person. She is very innocent. It's hard to figure out how she can have such a strange dream.

Li Beicheng in the suite didn't sleep very well, and various scenes in the dream appeared alternately.

"Brother Beicheng, I don't want you to leave."

"Brother Beicheng, save me..."

"Oh, no, this is rape. I'll sue you..."

Half an hour later, Li Beicheng also woke up from his dream.

"Mo'er."

He sat up awkwardly. His mind was surrounded by two scenes. One was the scene when he was little with little bubbles. One was the accident two years ago.

After a sleepless night, Li Beicheng stayed up all night holding the old photo, and there was an obvious dark blue under his eyes.

Instead, Yan Mo slept sweetly outside the door. In order to keep the male god in her heart, Miss Yan also fought.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the door of the suite opened and Yan Mo, leaning against the door, fell to the ground with his head.

Li Beicheng looked at her indifferently, turned and left, took a long leg and walked steadily.

"Brother Beicheng, wait for me."

Yan Mo reacted and quickly followed up. At the moment when the elevator was about to close, he forced himself in.

"Brother Beicheng, are you free tonight? I think..."

"No time."

"But I..."

"Shut up!"

Li Beicheng was disgusted by her noise. A sharp look swept over. Yan Mo was honest and shut up.

The elevator went straight to the first floor. Yan Mo lowered his head and didn't dare to speak again. He was always used to being humble and flattering in front of him.

When getting out of the elevator, Yan Mo's cell phone rang.

"Hello, I am..."

"What are you talking about?"

The next moment, Yan Mo's beautiful little face turned pale. She ran out of the hotel like crazy and ran away in her own sports car regardless of the traffic rules.

Li Beicheng, who had just walked out of the hotel, frowned when he saw her flustered figure. He seemed to have a strange feeling in his heart.

When Yan Mo arrived at the hospital, it was already late. His parents were pushed to the morgue and his brother entered the intensive care unit.

A car accident destroyed her family and turned her from the daughter of Yan's group into an orphan without father and mother. The feeling of falling from heaven to hell is not a person who has experienced it personally. He will never know what kind of despair it is.

Yan's family has a big business. Yan Mo's parents hold the power of Yan's group. Now both parents have an accident, and her brother, as the heir, has been unconscious. She is the only orphan left in the eldest room of the Yan family.

The second uncle's family are eyeing anxiously and kind-hearted. Grandma is biased towards the second uncle, so Yan Mo's parents' funerals are not big, and everything is done in three days.

Before his parents' bones were cold, his second uncle began to compete for his family property.

In the living room of Yan's villa, all those who should come or should not come have arrived. There are twenty or thirty people.

Yan Mo sat there with a black skirt and an expressionless face. Everyone surrounded her. The eyes wanted to eat her.

In just three days, a huge blow has been enough to make a person change.

"The equity in the company is left to me by my parents. I won't sign the transfer."