Lucky to Have You Till the End

Looking at the picture of Mo Chiwei leaving Tang Xinyan with his arms around, Fu Sichen's expression was ashen.

"Chen, let's go to the hospital, your hands need to be dealt with."

Tang Yurou whispered.

"Go away."

Hearing Tang Yurou’s voice, Fu Sichen became even more irritable. If it hadn’t been for this woman to pester herself early in the morning and ask herself to accompany her to the mall to buy things, how would she meet Tang Xinyan and be humiliated by Mo Chiwei? ?

"Chen, you... how can you treat me like this? I'm your woman, and... and I have your baby in my belly?"

Tang Yurou's expression changed drastically when Fu Sichen almost pushed herself to the ground.

"Didn't you tell me that Mo Chiwei doesn't want Tang Xinyan? Why are they together just now? Why?" The pain on his wrist made Fu Sichen even more angry, and the full of anger was all vented on Tang Yurou.

"I...I also listened to others. Mo Chiwei had forgotten Tang Xinyan, but I didn't expect that they were together again. It must be Tang Xinyan, that little **** seduce Mo Chiwei."

Tang Yurou was also full of jealousy when thinking of Mo Chiwei protecting Tang Xinyan's picture just now.

Seeing Tang Yurou's vicious and vicious look when she mentioned Tang Xinyan, Fu Sichen looked disgusted.

"Chen, where are you going?" Seeing Fu Sichen walking forward without paying any attention to her intentions, Tang Yurou ran in his direction anxiously.

"Ah..." Perhaps because of anxiety, Tang Yurou accidentally fell when he was chasing Fu Sichen. Fortunately, she didn't fall directly to her stomach, but the fall still surprised her. Cold sweat.

Seeing Fu Sichen stopped because of his fall, Tang Yurou's eyes flashed a touch of calculation.

"Chen, my stomach hurts... my stomach hurts?"

Tang Yurou called Fu Sichen with a pained expression on her face.

Damn woman, just a broom star.

Fu Sichen didn't want to bother at first, but finally came to Tang Yurou with his painful wrist that was about to break him.

"Call an ambulance painting."

Fu Sichen said coldly.

When Tang Yurou saw Fu Sichen returning to her side, a smug smile appeared on her face, and she quickly called the ambulance.

Ten minutes later, the two were carried into an ambulance and taken to the hospital.

...

Tang Xinyan didn't care about the fate of Fu Sichen and Tang Yurou, what she cared about was why she met Mo Chiwei so coincidentally.

Thinking of the picture he had just maintained, Tang Xinyan couldn't help showing a happy smile on her small face.

The maintenance just now reminded her of the fond memories of the past, thinking that he used to treat himself like a princess, and wishing to pick the stars in the sky for himself, Tang Xinyan couldn't control the joy in his heart.

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing Tang Xinyan snickering, Mo Chiwei raised his sword eyebrows, and an evil smile crossed his **** thin lips.

"I... I was thinking about the past."

Tang Xinyan lifted that pink and delicate face, and looked at Mo Chiwei with a bright smile.

Seeing Tang Xinyan looking at her picture with a sweet smile, Mo Chiwei's eyes seemed to have some intermittent pictures.

"You...what's wrong with you?"

Mo Chiwei remained silent, but the way he stared closely at him made Tang Xinyan look confused. Did you button your clothes wrong? Still have something on your face?

She subconsciously touched her face, is there nothing? If not, why is he staring at himself?

"Have I promised you before that I want you to be my princess and love you forever?"

Mo Chiwei suddenly asked.

Hearing these words, Tang Xinyan's face showed a touch of surprise.

"You... do you think of something? Do you think of the past?"

Tang Xinyan asked anxiously, if Mo Chi Wei remembered everything, she would definitely be unable to sleep for three days and three nights with excitement.

"I do not have."

Just three short words, like a basin of cold water, ruthlessly extinguished all the flames of hope in Tang Xinyan.

"Although we haven't remembered the past, we can recreate it. It belongs to our memories, right?"

Mo Chiwei's big hand cupped Tang Xinyan's small hand, gently brought it to his lips, and a soft kiss made Tang Xinyan look surprised.

"You..." Mo Chiwei's words and this gentle kiss made Tang Xinyan look at him in disbelief.

"You don't have a fever, do you?"

Tang Xinyan pulled out her hand and placed it on Mo Chi's forehead, isn't it hot? Since there is no fever, how can you say these inexplicable things?

Didn't he hate himself to die a moment ago? How did he change his attitude towards himself in just one night? Is there something that happened to me that I didn't know?

"Don't think about anything, children are the most important now."

Mo Chiwei said.

"Let's go buy some things for the children? Although I bought some, there are still many that I haven't bought." Tang Xinyan took Mo Chiwei's hand and looked at him with a sullen expression.

"Good." Although there was only one word, it made Tang Xinyan extremely happy.

This was the first time Mo Chiwei walked hand in hand in a public place after losing his memory.

Tang Xinyan, who wanted to keep this good memory, walked slowly, with a bright smile on her pretty face.

The two quickly came to the baby store. Tang Xinyan, who had been shopping just now, was still excited when he saw these babies' little things again.

"Is this good-looking?"

Tang Xinyan picked up a little prince's dress and asked Mo Chiwei.

Mo Chiwei didn't speak, but the long and narrow peachy eyes scanned the surroundings, and finally chose a pink princess dress.

"Buy this one."

Princess dress? Tang Xinyan was a little surprised.

"You...do you like girls?"

A hunter's light flashed across Mo Chi's eyes, and his big hand provoked Tang Xinyan's small chin.

"Boys and girls are not important. The important thing is that you are the one who gave birth to them." Mo Chiwei said, the low voice has a different temptation.

Hearing such words, Tang Xinyan was really happy, but she knew Mo Chiwei, and she knew clearly that there must be a reason for the sudden change in Mo Chiwei's attitude towards her.

"A Leng..."

Meng Baizhi's soft and watery voice rang in the ears of the two of them, breaking their eyes.

Mo Chiwei didn't expect that Meng Baizhi would appear here, which made his brows frowned slightly.

Seeing Meng Baizhi walking towards them, Tang Xinyan felt a sense of loss. She knew that this rare warmth had disappeared because of Meng Baizhi's appearance.

Sure enough, when he walked to Mo Chiwei's side, Meng Baizhi stood up on his toes very possessively and kissed his handsome face.