Never Regret Falling in Love with You

After Ye Mo sent Xia Yihan to base one, he began his old life again. Drunk as well as intoxicated as he was, the scene of the crown prince choosing a maid was played out once again.

Little Chen followed the butler to the courtyard door.

Before she could even get close, she was slapped by Mo Xiaojun. Fortunately, Mo Xiaojun seemed to have recovered a lot of strength from Mo Xiaojun's hands, but to Mo Xiaozhen, she was crying in pain and no longer dared to volunteer for the fight.

Ye Mo fiercely punched Mo Xiaojun, and Mo Xiaojun did not want to be outdone by Ye Mo. The two of them punched each other for different goals, but because they felt guilty but didn't fight back, they decided to act. You give me a punch, and I'll give you a palm.

"Mo Xiaojun, remember, you can only have the surname Mo."

Ye Mo was very angry. Since Mo Xiaojun didn't want to return to the sect, he wouldn't force him. He also didn't recognize this brother of his because of Mo Xiaojun's, which was why Ye Mo lived his entire life in regret.

"Ye Mo, let me tell you that I, Mo Xiaojun, will be surnamed Mo forever." Ye Mo, let me tell you that I, Mo Xiaojun, will always be surnamed Mo. He knew that Xia Yihan told Ye Mo about him, and Ye Mo was arguing with Xia Yihan about this. Thinking about the pain Xia Yihan had suffered for him, Mo Xiaojun didn't hate Ye Mo, so he wasn't willing to accept this identity.

The two attacked each other like hedgehogs, both wanting to make the other suffer.

The butler sauntered over and said loudly, "Mr. Ye, don't hit Mr. Mo."

"Don't come over."

It had to be said that these two brothers really had the same thoughts.

The butler didn't have the guts to do so in the past. He wanted to live another two years.

Both of them were very ruthless. They had the urge to kill each other, but also seemed to be concerned that nothing would kill them.

Mo Xiaojun reached out his hand to catch Ye Mo. He had lost a lot of money, and Ye Mo also lost a lot of money standing there waiting for Mo Xiaojun to hit him.

Ye Mo looked at the dazzling thread of blood and couldn't move anymore. It didn't matter if he hated or didn't want to recognize him, Mo Xiaojun would always be his little brother, Ye Han. This was an irrevocable fact.

"F * ck off." Ye Mo turned his head and didn't look at Mo Xiaojun. He was afraid that Mo Wuji would be injured, but he was also afraid that Ye Mo would beat him up.

Mo Xiaojun knelt down in the direction of Ye Haoran's cemetery, kowtowed three times to let him stand up and leave without looking back.

"Ye-Mo, you will regret it." Mo Xiaojun's cold voice was exceptionally soft.

Ye Mo didn't look back at Mo Xiaojun, he had also lost a bit of blood recently.

No matter how innocent Mo Xiaoyan was, he knew that she was innocent. However, he couldn't be with her. No matter what the reason was, Ye Mo had no choice but to leave Xia Yihan.

The butler saw Mo Xiaojun walk away and trotted over saying in pain, "Mr. Ye, go get the ice cubes." The butler looked at the other maids and instructed Mo Xiao Yun to get the ice cubes.

Mo Xiao Yin was extremely unwilling. Even if she was unwilling, she had to get ice cubes. She glared at the butler and ran away.

"Mr. Ye, you." The butler wanted to ask why you were fighting with Mr. Mo, but was afraid that Ye Mo would notice Xia Yihan's question, so he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Don't let Mo Xiaojun come to the Ye Family from now on."

Ye Mo still subconsciously did not want Mo Xiaojun to be injured, and the battle between him and Zhong Yushui was still in progress.

It was a lie to say that he wasn't shocked by his identity, but Ye Mo said that Zhong Yuquan killed Ye Haoran, and Yi Han was just a pitiful woman, more pitiful than any of them. Mo Xiaojun swore that he would take good care of Xia Yihan and not let her be hurt.

He had to go to the hospital to deal with it. Otherwise, when Xia Yihan saw Mo Xiaojun was worried about him again, Xia Yihan was already exhausted, so Mo Xiaojun didn't want her to worry more.

"Young people nowadays are like this. They like to stir up trouble." A few middle-aged aunties standing not too far away from Mo Xiaojun discussed softly. Even though their voices were soft, Mo Xiaojun could clearly hear them.

Listening to the middle-aged woman's discussion, Mo Xiaojun smiled. He hadn't fought for many years.

Mo Xiaoyan didn't want Xia Yihan to worry, he kept urging the hospital to deal with it. By the time Mo Xiaojun walked out of the hospital, it was already 10 o'clock. He couldn't help laughing. Mo Xiaojun walked out of the hospital, and Hai Zhixuan and Lin Ling followed him into the hospital.

"Hai Zhixuan, is that Mo Xiaojun?" Lin Ling never looked at Hai Zhixuan but only gave him the back of his head. When she saw Mo Xiaojun, she felt strange and asked.

"Yes, but what is he doing here?" Hai Zhixuan asked, puzzled. And Mo Xiaojun was holding something in his hand.

As soon as they sat down, they heard the middle-aged woman sigh again. Young people these days like to stir up trouble.

Hai Zhixuan glanced at Mo Xiaojun's disappearing back and asked, "What happened here just now?"

"You don't know, that young man just now, looking at that good-looking young man, he's actually fighting with someone else." When the grandma saw that someone was asking her a question, and that he was a handsome and polite guy, she started to talk nonstop.

"You can't be talking about him, right?" Hai Zhixuan pointed at Mo Xiaojun's back and said.

"How do you know?" The woman asked curiously.

Hai Zhixuan politely said, "Thank you."

When the woman heard this, she sighed and said, "Young people these days, there are many with good qualities."

Who would Mo Xiaojun fight with? Yesterday, he heard from his mother that he wasn't at home, but he didn't expect to see him in the hospital today.

Lin Ling looked awkwardly at Hai Zhixuan. Hai Zhixuan had dragged her to the hospital just because she had a cold. She really didn't know what he was thinking, but the deepest part of her heart was very warm. Being cared for by others was an indescribable sweetness.

The thing was, Hai Zhixuan kept calling Lin Ling yesterday, but he was about to give up if Lin Ling didn't see him.

Lin Ling thought that Hai Zhixuan had already gone back, so she was caught by Hai Zhixuan when she came down to look for him. Lin Ling turned around and wanted to run away, but a sneeze suddenly rang out at the wrong time, and Hai Zhixuan seized the opportunity to make a big fuss and serve Lin Ling behind his back. This morning, he had to bring Lin Ling to the hospital.

Lin Ling wanted to tell Hai Zhixuan that her family's doctor was at the Lin Family residence. Seeing Hai Zhixuan's hopeful eyes, Lin Ling softly followed him out. She knew that Hai Zhixuan had already known about her family's doctor.

Hai Zhixuan insisted on bringing some porridge for Old Master Lin, so he boasted shamelessly, "Old man, drink some more porridge." Old Master Lin felt the same way. Lin Ling's nose was twitching as she felt that Hai Zhixuan's name should be Lin Zhixuan.

The doctor gave Lin Ling some medicine to clear away heat and detoxify, so she could drink more water and exercise more.

"Why do you think Mo Xiaojun came here?"

Mo Xiaojun was his brother-in-law. Qing Qing already had his child, and Hai Zhixuan would care for him even if he loved him.

Lin Ling seemed to be used to Hai Zhixuan holding her hand like this, and her previous struggle became troublesome.

Habits were really scary.

"I don't know. Maybe something is up. Do you want me to call your sister and ask?" Lin Ling thought about how Hai Zhixuan had taken care of her, so she didn't have a heart of stone.

When Hai Zhixuan heard this, he took out his phone and dialed Hai Qing Qing's number.

"Bro, why are you thinking of calling me?" Hai Qingqing was very surprised to receive a call from Hai Zhixuan. Recently, her brother had been very busy. She had not seen anyone around and had always been thinking about how to please a beauty.

Hai Qing looked at the sky. It was a sunny day today, but the sun was rising from the east!

"Sister, is Little Jun home?"

Hai Zhixuan thought about it and asked.

"No, he received a call yesterday and went out. He still hasn't come back yet, what's wrong?" Hai Qing Qing felt that something was about to happen.

A woman's sixth sense was always accurate, but Hai Qingqing hated her sixth sense.

"Little sister, I have something to tell you, but you have to promise me not to get worked up." The doubt in Hai Zhixuan's heart grew. Mo Xiaojun didn't return home for the whole night after the phone call. Even worse, he was covered in injuries. What had happened to him?

"Brother, what's wrong?" "Where are you?" Hai Qing Qing asked anxiously as she retracted her hands from the infant's body.

The baby smacked his eyes as he looked at Hai Qingqing. Luckily, he didn't cry.

"I'm in the hospital. I just saw Xiao Jun covered in wounds. As for other things, I don't know." Hai Zhixuan tried his best to speak in a calm voice. Qing Qing was still taking care of the children, so he didn't want her to think too much.

Even though Mo Xiaojun performed very well, Hai Zhixuan still found out that he just liked Qing Qing. Perhaps his love was already buried.

Hai Zhixuan thought about his one-sided wish for Xia Yihan. He didn't stop Qing Qing, he just hoped that Mo Xiaoyan could see Qing Qing well. If Mo Xiaojun dared to hurt her, Hai Zhixuan wouldn't let him off.

"How could this be?" Hai Qing Qing mumbled, "Brother, I'm hanging up. I'm going to call Little Jun to ask about his condition."

"Qingqing, don't worry. Bye bye."

Hai Qingqing held the phone and looked at the familiar name. She didn't know how to call Mo Xiaojun, but yesterday when he left, he didn't mention anything, and Hai Qingqing knew he didn't want to tell her, so she didn't ask. If it wasn't for Hai Zhixuan telling her that Mo Xiaojun was injured, Hai Qingqing didn't plan to ask about it, but sometimes it might not be a good thing to tell her.

"Child, do you think I should call dad?" Hai Qingqing asked as she looked at the obedient child in the cradle. She was actually asking herself that too.