Mo Weiliang looked at him carefully, then glanced at the phone. Although she was very reluctant, she still said hopefully: "Miao Yi, why don't you answer the phone?"

Bei Mingyi reached for the phone and pressed the power button without hesitation. Under her suspicious gaze, he said, "Do you want to be discovered?"

He continued to concentrate on treating the wound.

He was in a backlit position, and it was not clear whether it was the light from the window or the crystal lamp above his head, which softly dispersed his whole body, giving him the feeling of soft clouds.

"Qian Yi, who are you?" Mo Weiliang looked at him, dazed, and blurted out what was in his mind.

Bei Mingyi's hand holding the cotton swab paused, his eyes dimmed, and then he raised his head, a smile crept onto the corner of his mouth, "Didn't I tell you? Heir to Beiming Enterprise."

"Isn't Beiming Enterprise a shell company?" She clearly heard what Lou Ruolan said.

The smile on his face froze, and then disappeared from his beautiful face, "Did you hear everything?"

"I passed by by accident. I didn't mean to listen to what you said."

After saying that, Mo Weiliang curled her lips and raised her face. When she said this, she became angry. Thinking of what they had done to the missing person, she felt aggrieved, and pain poured into her heart unconsciously.

"Silly girl, get rid of all those dirty thoughts in your mind, we haven't done anything!" Bei Shiyi bent his fingers and tapped her forehead with a slight doting.

"Then why are you hugging her! I don't believe it! You obviously want to do something to her!!" Mo Weiliang pouted, put his hands on his hips, stared at him with big eyes and small eyes, and said displeasedly.

"You can't be so distrustful of me!" Bei Chenyi took care of the wound on her foot and carefully pressed her down on the soft big bed.

"Well, then you...well, I believe you. Get up quickly, you are so heavy..." Mo Weiliang pushed him and frowned slightly.

"Yes, I am actually not the heir to Beiming Enterprise..." Bei Mingyi got up from her and sat on the edge of the bed, with his head lowered, like an aggrieved child, which made people feel pity for her.

Mo Weiliang sat next to him and looked at him, his eyes filled with emotion, and his porcelain-white face seemed dreamy when illuminated by the crystal lamp.

"Liang'er, if I were a poor person, would you still love me?"

Mo Weiliang could clearly see the hope and expectation in his eyes. Her heart was beating non-stop. Being so close, she was suddenly a little afraid that Bei Miaoyi could hear her thunderous heartbeat.

The rhythm is messed up...

"Of course I do. What I love is you, not your money. It doesn't matter if I don't have money. We can rent a small single room together, work together to make money, go to school together... and live a simple life...

..." Mo Weiliang leaned her head on his shoulder and said softly, and it was not difficult to hear the longing in her tone.

It is a longing for a simple but beautiful and happy future.

Bei Miaoyi's hand held her delicate little hand, and they held it together tightly. With a serious look on his face, he promised, "Liang'er, please feel free to hand over your mother's car accident to me, okay? I will definitely give it to you."

An explanation! I don’t want you to do anything as dangerous as today again..."
Chapter completed!