Miss her?

That woman named Bei Wanxing.

Mo Yaochen sometimes wonders why he has to think about her persistently. There are all kinds of women around him. As long as he wants, he is willing to go with countless women...

But he is just obsessed with it.

Except for Bei Wanxing... he could no longer accept any other woman.

He has seen too many women who are more beautiful than her, better than her, and better than her in all aspects... But those are not as many as hers in his eyes.

She is unique...it is his own treasure morning moon.

It belongs only to him.

When he returned to his dream at midnight, Mo Yaochen always thought, always regretted, and blamed himself, why did he push her away that day, why... he wanted to let go.

This push completely pushed her away from her side.

It was pushed without a trace...it couldn't be found...

He deserves the pain.

I deserve to be sad.

I deserve it...I can't find her.

She was punishing him, punishing him for not loving her enough, punishing him for not being so careful with her...

He deserves to bear her punishment!

There is no one who deserves more than him... He deserves to be unable to sleep, and he deserves to torment himself without human beings or ghosts!

Mo Yaochen, you deserve it!

Mo Yaochen stared at the can, and the star on it seemed to have turned into Bei Wanxing's face. He reached out to grab it, but touched it...

The can fell to the ground with a bang and got out very far.

Just like their end of fate...

Mo Yaochen chuckled with a self-deprecating chuckling, he stood up shakingly, holding onto the back of the chair and heading towards the stairs.

I don't know what I tripped under my feet, he staggered-

"Be careful!" Wan Xing quickly stood up and reached out to hold his arm, "Where are you going..."

"Get out!" Mo Yaochen shook her hand hard, and he took two steps back. Wan Xing hurriedly pushed the chair away and walked towards him, "What's wrong with you?"

"You don't have to worry about it!"

He turned around and wanted to leave, Wanxing grabbed his hand, "Don't do this, I know you might..."

"I said nothing about it!"

Mo Yaochen suddenly turned around and pinched her jaw. If she hadn't been pregnant, his strength would have almost lifted her up...

He stared at her with a slightly drunken eyes. In a trance, her face actually overlapped with Bei Wanxing, as if Bei Wanxing was standing in front of him now...

Mo Yaochen narrowed his eyes in confusion, and for a moment he even thought it was true. He raised a happy smile on the corner of his mouth and reached out to hug her, "Bao Zaoyue..."

But when his palm touched her bulging abdomen, all the dreams were shattered...

Mo Yaochen withdrew his hand like an electric shock. He slowly lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on her belly, "You... are pregnant..."

She is not Bao Zaoyue, she is not...

She is someone else's wife, the pregnant woman he bumped into... How could her Bao Zaoyue be a pregnant woman...

It's not her... it's not her!

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze in an instant, retracting it bit by bit, like a bird that lost its wings...

"What's wrong with you?" Wanxing didn't know why he suddenly did this, so she hugged his arm, "Are you drunk too much? I'll help you back..."
Chapter completed!