Ma'am, give me a baby

Ten years later

The largest restaurant in the city is owned by the Mohist family. It is the first lunar month at this time, and the restaurant is also overcrowded.

The third floor is the place to entertain distinguished guests. There are not many people on weekdays, but now there is no vacant room, and there is a room where there are non-stop laughter and excitement.

"...What a lady, she is obviously a tigress!" One person shook his head helplessly, his handsome face was full of smiles.

Mu Yang patted him on the shoulder, "Yuanzhi, don't you still enjoy it?"

There was a lot of commotion around, Mu Yang raised his eyes to look at someone who was drinking, rolled his eyes, and suddenly said loudly: "By the way, that Miss Yingyue in Jiangfu is now a big celebrity!"

The hand holding the wine glass paused, and then took another drink.

"That's right, she is the dream lover of so many sons and lords." Zhu Yuanzhi propped his chin, "Master Jiang's hiding is really good."

Mu Yang nodded in agreement, "I only met a few times when I was a child, but then I never saw it again."

"Yeah, when she reached Ji, I was really shocked. I didn't expect her to be so beautiful." Shi Yanyu exclaimed, "I don't know who will be lucky enough to marry her?"

"Tap!" The sound of the wine glass falling on the table interrupted their words.

"Jiang Yingyue, the youngest daughter of the Jiang family, can only belong to me, Mo Ziqing!" A deep voice sounded, with some arrogance.

"..."

Everyone present was silent for a moment, and suddenly they all laughed, "Hey! Do you still have the token of love from childhood?"

Mo Ziqing smiled, and without saying a word, he just said why the child disappeared suddenly. It turned out that he was hidden and raised by Mr. Jiang.

In the past ten years, he has never forgotten what happened when they were young, and even kept the jade and handkerchief well.

Talking and laughing in the room, several people walked into the lobby of the restaurant, the girl in the lead smiled happily, but frowned beautifully when she saw the overcrowded lobby.

The girl's appearance was extremely delicate, and all the men sitting in the lobby looked straight at her. The shopkeeper walked over, "Miss Jiang."

"Shopkeeper, is there any room available?" The little maid next to the girl asked.

"This..." The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed, "there is no room left, Miss Jiang came late."

Jiang Yingyue sighed, and finally got her father's permission to come out to watch the lanterns. Many restaurants near the river are full, so what should I do?

The lobby was quite quiet because of Jiang Yingyue's arrival. The young masters in the room came out curiously to have a look, and happened to see Jiang Yingyue standing in the lobby talking to the shopkeeper.

"Isn't this Miss Jiang!" Mu Yang raised his voice.

Jiang Yingyue raised her head in doubt, obviously she didn't know this person.

Mu Yang went downstairs, Mo Ziqing also came out of the room when he heard Mu Yang's words.

Jiang Yingyue looked at the man in front of her, and unconsciously took a step back, "Who is your son?"

"You don't know me?" Mu Yang crossed his arms around his chest, "We played together when we were young."

Hearing this, Jiang Yingyue frowned, these smelly men, every man who wanted to get close to her would talk nonsense.

Mu Yang knew she had forgotten, so he didn't speak any more. When he heard the footsteps behind him, he looked back, and moved out of the way tactfully.

Mo Ziqing walked towards Jiang Yingyue step by step, keeping his eyes on the girl in front of him.

The handsome boy in black made Jiang Yingyue stunned for a long moment, and when she recovered, the man was already standing in front of her.

Jiang Yingyue blushed slightly when the breath of a man came over, "Young master..."

Before she finished speaking, Mo Ziqing interrupted, "Does Yingyue still remember me?"

"... Huh?" Jiang Yingyue was puzzled.

Mo Ziqing looked at her puzzled eyes, and sighed silently in his heart, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, but I will remember it later."

Jiang Yingyue looked at his handsome face, then lowered her head shyly after a while.

Her reaction made Mo Ziqing curl his lips. He was still so easily shy. He glanced up and saw the familiar hairpin on her hair, "You hairpin..."

"What?" Jiang Yingyue raised her hand and stroked her hair.

"It's okay...it's pretty." Mo Ziqing smiled, and it really was her. It turned out that she still had this hairpin.

When he was a child, his mother made a trick, and he asked the hairpin maker to do it specially, so he could be sure that this hairpin was given by him.

Jiang Yingyue was a girl, and it was inconvenient to get too close to a strange man. She bid farewell politely, and left with her servants.

Mo Ziqing looked at her back and smiled with his lips curled up. It's time to fulfill the promise he made when he was a child.

After the Lantern Festival was over, Jiang Yingyue bought a bunch of candied haws and went back to the mansion. She retired and went to the courtyard by herself.

"Brother Shaochen!" Jiang Yingyue shouted after entering the courtyard.

A moment later, a person walked out of the room. He was dressed in light white clothes, his long ink-like hair reached his waist, and his appearance was alluring. A red mark on his forehead made him look a little seductive.

"Yue'er." Liu Shaochen smiled softly when he saw the girl in front of him.

Jiang Yingyue handed him the candied haws, "Brother Shaochen, Yue'er wants something from you."

Liu Shaochen looked at her suspiciously, "Is there anything I can catch your eyes?"

The girl smiled, and took off the hairpin from her head, "Since you can lend me this hairpin, why don't you give it to me?"

"No..." Liu Shaochen rarely frowned.

Jiang Yingyue hid the hairpin behind her back, "Brother Shaochen, don't be so stingy!"

Liu Shaochen wanted to say something else, but Jiang Yingyue had already turned around and ran away, "This hairpin is mine, and I will buy you candied haws every day!"

Regarding Jiang Yingyue's willfulness, Liu Shaochen had nothing to do. After all, she was the only person in the mansion who could talk to him, and he usually tolerated her willfulness, but now, how could she take away what was most important to him?

"Ziqing..." Silently reciting the name he had been reciting for ten years, Liu Shaochen sat on a stone bench in the yard.

I haven't seen you in ten years, how are you doing?