The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing shook her head helplessly, "You don't have to apologize to me, you didn't apologize to me, this is your own life..."

She felt that she couldn't help speaking the truth again, so she quickly stopped herself.

"Before you make a decision in the future, think it over," she said.

Mo Cheng gazed at her affectionately, his eyes filled with unspeakable pain, "My life..."

How he wished that their two lives were closely linked.

But God just won't let it.

Yu Ziqing looked calm, "I'm going home."

Mo Cheng suddenly remembered something, and said, "Don't go, just wait for me."

Yu Ziqing didn't know what he was going to do, and watched him run towards a car not far away.

Mo Cheng got into the car with his upper body, rummaged for something, and then ran back with his long legs like a gust of wind.

Yu Ziqing looked at the small box in his hand and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Mo Cheng returned to the sunny appearance of the past, his peach blossom eyes were bent, and he said with a smile, "You will know if you open it."

Yu Ziqing took the small box and looked at him suspiciously.

After opening it, I found that it was a photo album.

When she opened the cover of the album, she was stunned.

She stared at the photo above, flipping through page after page, in disbelief that it was real.

There are old photos in the album, and the woman in the photo looks exactly like her.

Every photo is of a woman and a child.

There were babies a few months old, toddlers, and little girls in school dresses.

Her tears couldn't hold back immediately, "This...this is..."

She is very familiar with this woman, and also has some impressions of that child, especially the school uniform.

The two people in the photo are none other than a photo of her and her mother.

I vaguely remember that my mother occasionally took her to take pictures.

It's just this photo album, which she has never seen before.

She could guess that this must be something her mother collected back then.

After all, no one cares about these anymore except mother.

Yu Ziqing looked at Mo Cheng in surprise, "Where did you find it?"

Mo Cheng laughed and said, "I have a fan who likes to collect these old materials. After I heard about this thing, I thought of a way to get it. She said she bought it from a Yuji."

Yu Ziqing looked at every photo repeatedly and couldn't put it down.

All along, her mother has given her the feeling of being gentle and demure, and she is indifferent to other things except for some attention to her daughter.

For a while, she also complained about why her mother left her alone in this world.

She even felt that her mother didn't love her at all.

But seeing this old photo album, seeing her mother holding her in her arms, smiling softly and sweetly at the camera, she knew that her mother loved her.

She can probably guess why it fell into Yuji's hands.

Not long after his mother passed away, Chu Feng moved into Yu's house with his two children.

Chu Feng threw a lot of things.

Everything related to my mother was almost thrown away. In the end, only a pile of books and the like were left in the warehouse because Yu Zonghan reminded them.

After Yu Ziqing returned to China, she went to Yu's house. She wanted to find something that belonged to her mother, but apart from a jewelry box and a book, she had nothing to take.

For so long, she has not had a picture of her mother on her body, let alone a group photo.

Although sometimes I can find some film and television works of my mother on the Internet, and look at her appearance when she was alive, but I still feel that something is missing.

She sincerely said to Mo Cheng, "Thank you."

This photo album is like a good medicine. Although it can't save her childhood misfortune, it gives her a little comfort.

Mo Cheng helped her wipe the tears off her face, and said distressedly, "Don't cry, I'm here to make you happy, not to make you cry."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "I'm happy, thank you very much."

This photo album at least made her sure that she was once loved, not abandoned.

Mo Cheng asked, "Then are you still angry with me?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "I said I'm not angry. I just don't want to see you give up your bright future."

Mo Cheng sighed, "Beautiful future? In fact, I am getting more and more confused. I don't know if my future will be bright."

Yu Ziqing was so immersed in joy that she didn't notice his lonely and sad expression.

There are nearly a hundred photos in the album, which belong to the memories of her and her mother.

She happily asked, "Does that fan have anything else? Something about my mother."

Mo Cheng said regretfully, "Not anymore."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "It's already good, I'm content."

Mo Cheng stared at her face, seeing her happy, he also smiled, "I'll help you find out later."

Yu Ziqing said, "No need, I've been lucky to get this for so many years."

She is really happy.

For so many years, her heart has been imprisoned.

No matter how happy things are, a corner of her heart is always empty.

This photo album pulled her out of that state.

She said gratefully again, "I owe you another favor."

Mo Cheng laughed and said, "Then you should always remember it, but don't rush to return it, it's best not to return it all the time."

Yu Ziqing looked at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

Mo Cheng just smiled and didn't continue.

He knew that she didn't like to owe favors, and as long as she didn't pay them back, he would always remember him.

Mo Cheng asked, "Do you think people have a next life?"

Yu Ziqing shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Mo Cheng said, "Do you think it is possible that this life is the next life that the previous life said?"

He always had a feeling that maybe he must have met her in his previous life.

Yu Ziqing held the photo album excitedly and said with a smile, "Are you talking about tongue twisters? Go home and rest quickly. Don't drink and drive."

Just then, she heard a conversation not far away.

She has a keen hearing and heard a familiar name - He Xuanchen.

Mo Cheng was about to say something when Yu Ziqing suddenly covered his mouth.

The soft little hand touched his face, and at that moment, Mo Cheng froze.

He was so nervous that he didn't dare to move, and looked at this serious woman with peach blossom eyes in surprise.

My heart was beating wildly, faster and faster.

Yu Ziqing's attention was focused on the conversation not far away.

He Xuanchen is a famous person, it is normal to be mentioned, but she heard "sugar".

I only heard one of the men say, "Let me tell you, this candy is not ordinary candy, it has good things added."

Another man asked curiously, "What's so good? What will happen if you eat it?"

"Hey hey, eating it can make people happy. I've been using it for several years, and it's really cool."

"Really? It can't be that thing, right? How did you get it?"

"A few years ago, someone asked me to put this thing in the wine glass of the president of the He Group. Later, I saw that it was a good thing, so I kept using it."

"Ah? You're not talking about He Xuanchen, are you?"