Ma'am, give me a baby

"Here! Give it back to that bitch! I don't want anything from him!" Jiang Yingyue threw the hairpin at Mo Ziqing's feet, yelling hysterically.

Mo Ziqing stopped, looked at the hairpin by his feet, and heard Jiang Yingyue's words, turned around abruptly, stared at her and asked word by word: "What did you say?"

Jiang Yingyue looked at him viciously, "This hairpin belongs to him, I don't even bother to have it! His things don't deserve to be worn on me! Disgusting!"

Her vicious words didn't make Mo Ziqing react, but just stared blankly at the hairpin at his feet.

He made a mistake... The child in his childhood was not Jiang Yingyue at all, but Liu Shaochen who was already his wife...

He married the right person, but he was wrong...

Bending over to pick up the hairpin, Mo Ziqing stopped caring about Jiang Yingyue and ran back to the mansion without stopping.

There was no one in the room, Shuiyao was frightened by his hurried appearance, and hurriedly told the place where Liu Shaochen was, the big garden of Mo Mansion.

Liu Shaochen's illness has recovered a lot, and the weather is fine again today, and Shui Xiang dragged him to the big garden again.

When Mo Ziqing arrived, Liu Shaochen was standing on the half of the wooden bridge, looking at the lake under his feet, quietly.

Suddenly there was a bad thought in his mind, Mo Ziqing hurried over, "Young minister!"

The latter froze for a moment, turned around, and saw him running over anxiously, frowning slightly.

Mo Ziqing stood in front of him, his heart was pounding, he looked at the lake under his feet, and then at Liu Shaochen. At that moment, he thought Liu Shaochen would jump...

Mo Ziqing calmed down, then remembered something, raised his hand and placed the hairpin between the two of them, "Young Minister..."

Seeing the familiar hairpin, there was a little emotion in Liu Shaochen's calm eyes. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Yingyue is back..."

Hearing this sentence, Mo Ziqing was finally sure, yes, the child in his childhood was Liu Shaochen, he was the one who misunderstood...

Liu Shaochen didn't pick up the hairpin, and walked around Mo Ziqing after saying that, wanting to go back.

Mo Ziqing pulled him back, looked at the person with his back turned, "Young minister, this hairpin..."

"No, it's useless for me to hold it." Liu Shaochen said lightly.

Hearing this, Mo Ziqing became anxious, "Young minister, I'm sorry, I misunderstood..."

Liu Shaochen was silent for a long time before he slowly said: "Mo Ziqing, you and I have no destiny. What happened ten years ago was just a childhood joke, but I figured it out. These ten years were just my obsession, and I forgot about it." Bar."

"...Do you regret it?" Mo Ziqing stared straight at Liu Shaochen, his back was turned to him, so he couldn't see Liu Shaochen's expression, he asked him in a trembling voice: "Meet me, do you regret it? "

"...Yes." Liu Shaochen answered him lightly.

Mo Ziqing was stunned. He watched Liu Shaochen walk forward resolutely, feeling empty in his heart, and the hairpin in his hand slipped from his hand unconsciously, leaving a dull sound on the wooden bridge.

Awakened by the sound, Mo Ziqing hurriedly wanted to pick it up, but only saw the last shadow of the hairpin falling into the lake.

Without even thinking about it, Mo Ziqing jumped into the lake to fish out the hairpin. His huge movement made Liu Shaochen, who was walking in front, suddenly stop in his tracks. He turned around and saw that there was no Mo Ziqing on the half of the wooden bridge. figure?

Looking at the lake again, there are circles of ripples.

Suddenly panicked and uneasy, a strong sense of fear welled up in his heart, Liu Shaochen's eyes went black for a while, and when he calmed down, he hurriedly ran over to the wooden bridge.

"Ziqing...Ziqing!" Liu Shaochen looked at the calm lake, jumped into the lake without hesitation.

Shui Xiang, who had been staying on the shore all this time, watched the continuous scenes, and finally exclaimed, "Come on, come on, the young master and madam have fallen into the water!"

The two people in the water, Mo Ziqing managed to find the hairpin, and was about to get out of the water, when he saw another person falling into the water, looked closely, and almost choked on the water.

Liu Shaochen didn't know how to swim at all, he choked after falling into the water, frowned in pain, couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't see where Mo Ziqing was.

Just when he was feeling desperate, a force suddenly surged from his waist, and he floated to the surface of the water.

"Cough, cough..." Liu Shaochen coughed fiercely, clutching the lapel of the person who was holding him tightly.

Mo Ziqing embraced him with one arm, raised the other hand to grab the wooden bridge, and jumped onto it.

Liu Shaochen coughed up water, opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, he suddenly became angry, raised his hand with all his strength and slapped him, the crisp voice shocked the people present, those servants stared at the person who was caught Mo Ziqing who beat him felt a sigh of relief.

"What are you messing around with!?" Liu Shaochen roared, and suddenly he felt dizzy and black before his eyes.

Mo Ziqing didn't care about being beaten at all. Looking at the shivering man, he felt anxious, "I'm sorry, I'll take you home first."

The servant next to him immediately took off his outer shirt and handed it to Mo Ziqing, who took it and put it on Liu Shaochen.