Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 2 The Truth
A month later, Mojia.

Mo Qingyan gently pushed the water glass in her hand in front of the handsome and cold man:

"Brother Beichen, come drink some water!"

Today is Mo Qingyan's birthday, and Mo Qingyuan held a grand feast for this much-loved daughter,

Yi Beichen is naturally one of the important guests tonight.

He took the glass lightly and took two sips: "Thank you."

Mo Qingyan blushed slightly:

"Brother Beichen, you don't have to be so polite to me~"

Yi Beichen nodded almost invisible:

"Happy birthday."

After a while, seeing that she had no intention of leaving, she couldn't help but frowned:

"Don't you need to go to the banquet hall, you are the protagonist tonight."

Mo Qingyan pursed her lips, and leaned forward shyly:

"No, those people are not important, I just want to be with you~"

Yi Beichen felt some heat in his body, so he couldn't help but take two steps back:

"Don't make trouble."

However, Mo Qingyan pressed her every step of the way:
"Brother Beichen, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

The man's handsome sword eyebrows frowned fiercely, and his tone was a little angry:

"Is there something wrong with that glass of water?"

Mo Qingyan's face was full of grievances, and she hugged her directly:
"You forced me to do this. For so many years, you kept saying that I was kind to you, but how many times have you only seen me in total! You have always regarded me as your sister, but you asked me if I wanted to be this sister Is it? Beichen, I like you!"

A trace of disappointment flashed across Yi Beichen's eyes, and he pushed her away heavily:
"You know that I hate these methods the most. For the sake of my childhood, I will forgive you for the last time."

As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would lose control.

On Mo Qingyan's delicately made-up face, tears flowed down her face.
There was a burst of despair in her heart, and she actually laughed out loud:

"You face when you were young? Do you mean that you got lost when you were eight years old and were rescued by Mo Ran!"

Looking at the slender figure who suddenly stopped, Mo Qingyan's eyes were full of madness.

Since he doesn't want her no matter what, then no one should think about it!
"Is it surprising? The person who saved you was Mo Ran, not me!"

Yi Beichen turned around suddenly, his eyes were sharp, but his voice was a little hoarse:

"I remember very clearly that it was a girl who saved me."

"Ah···"

There was a mocking arc on the corner of her lips, and Mo Qingyan no longer had the slightest concealment:
"It's just a bastard. I don't want to see her as a woman, so she can't be!"

The man who never had much expression on his face was full of shock:
"She's a girl? She treated you before that..."

"Do you want me to explain more clearly? I framed her, but I just don't like her, what's wrong?"

Mo Qing's eyes were full of sarcasm:

"She seems to still like you, huh, is she worthy of robbing me?"

Seeing that the man was about to leave again, she calmly made another stab:

"I heard that she was beaten to death inside, and your responsibility is not small!"

Yi Beichen's steady body swayed slightly, and then he quickened his pace suddenly.

Seeing the man's back disappearing quickly, Mo Qingyan slumped on the chair suddenly,

He will definitely take revenge on her when he comes back, but so what?

If she can't get him, what's the point of her life?
Big deal, everyone will be buried together for her love!
Here, as soon as Yi Beichen left Mo's house, he quickly called the person who took Mo Ran away.
He had ordered someone to watch her...
Unfortunately, the result was disappointing. Mo Qingyan contacted that person that day and asked him to "take care" of Mo Ran.

Even the news of Mo Ran's death was stopped by Mo Qingyan.

(End of this chapter)