Never deeply in love

Chapter 135 watches left behind

Mo Zihan couldn't even lift his eyelids, and these things were nothing to him now.

"She felt that if she had known about this, she would never have married Mo Xiaoran. She was blaming my mother for not supporting her to marry an illegitimate child."

Shangguan Jingchen also drank a lot of wine, and his tongue grew bigger. As he drank, he kept talking.

But he also knew that this matter could not be blamed on Xuan Rouxin. Xuan rouxin saw that Mo-tse han had a car accident and had no possibility of inheriting the mo family. In addition to Mo Zihan, the Mo family only had one son, Mo Xiaoran, so Xuan Rouxin agreed to let Yingxue marry.

Mo Zihan was too lazy to listen. Before Shangguan Jingchen finished speaking, there were four empty bottles in front of him.

Even though Shangguan Jingchen knew that a lot of things had happened at the Mo family recently, Mo Zihan had taken a big blow and was willing to drag him out for a drink to vent his anger. But seeing him drink like this, he was also scared.

Shangguan quickly came over to grab his bottle, "Mo Zihan, I won't stop you if you want to drink, but that's not how you drink. Do you want to drown your sorrows or do you want to die?"

Mo Zihan pushed him away and growled, "Get out of here."

Shangguan Jingchen was pushed so hard that he almost didn't fall down. He bumped into the wine table and fell to the ground with a crash.

"Forget it. You're in a bad mood. I won't advise you." Shangguan Jingchen smiled helplessly and touched a bottle of wine. "Have a good drink."

Mo-tse looked at him coldly with a complicated look in his eyes. Before he came, he had guessed that Shangguan Jingchen didn't want to drink himself, but just to accompany him.

He didn't say it, and he didn't point it out.

"Zi Han, Yingxue has always regretted marrying Mo Xiaoran. Don't you have any thoughts?" Shangguan Jingchen couldn't help but ask Mo Zihan.

He admitted that he was selfish. If it wasn't for Bai Mingyue, he would never have asked Mo Zihan such a question.

Mo-tse looked at him coldly and smiled coldly. "No."

Perhaps because he was drunk, he rarely spoke much. He stared at Shangguan Jingchen and asked, "Do you think I should have an idea?"

Shangguan Jingchen was stunned and embarrassed. He took a gulp of wine but didn't answer. Yes, did he hope so, so he and Bai Mingyue had a chance?

He smiled bitterly, feeling that he was really crazy. He knew that Bai Mingyue was Mo Zihan's woman, but he kept thinking about her and even had hope.

"After your car accident that year, my mother did persuade yingxue to give up on you. She felt that you had no hope of becoming the heir of the mo family." Shangguan Jingchen sighed, unable to say whether he was sad or disappointed.

Seeing that Mo Zihan was indifferent, Shangguan Jingchen asked him doubtfully, "Do you know Zi Han, Mo Xiaoran's background?"

"So what if you know? So what if you don't know?" Mo Zihan sneered with unspeakable ridicule.

"That's right." Shangguan Jingchen smiled wryly. "I don't have to ask you that."

"Heh." Mo-tse laughed coldly. "It doesn't matter to the Shangguan family whether Mo Xiaoran is an illegitimate child or not. The important thing is who is the heir to the mo family, right?"

Shangguan Jingchen did not answer, but his eyes were filled with embarrassment and shame. He lifted the bottle and poured it down as if he were venting.

He also did not want to admit that his family was such a profit-oriented person, but he was speechless.

His intention was to accompany Mo Zihan to drown his sorrows, but in the end, he became more and more worried.

"Zi Han, I know you're not happy... I'm not happy either. My mom said that no matter what our sibling's marriage choice is, we have to think for the interests of the Shangguan family. Heh, what do you think this is?"

Shangguan Jingchen's cheeks were flushed with wine, and as he spoke in embarrassment, his eyes began to wander.

"Shangguan Jingchen, you can't drink. Don't drink." Mo-tse han frowned and said when he saw him like this.

"Who said I can't drink?" Shangguan Jingchen was not convinced. He shook the empty bottle and laughed, "Zi Han, I will lose to you in other things. I will not lose to you in drinking."

He dropped the empty bottle and opened another one. He reached out to Mo Zihan and glared at him provocatively, "Come on, do it again."

Mo Zihan looked at him irritably, raised the bottle and bumped into him heavily. Shangguan Jingchen, who had drunk too much, was really talking a lot of nonsense.

All he wanted was a good drink, a good drink, and nothing to think about when he was drunk to death. He didn't expect Shangguan Jingchen to drink himself like this first, and talk about it endlessly.

What's so annoying about that little thing of his? He had the nerve to say it in front of him.

Mo Zihan looked at him with disdain, and his interest in drinking had diminished.

Shangguan Jingchen didn't realize it. He drank half a bottle again and stared at Mo Zihan. His eyes were fixed for a moment, but he was not as clear as before. He was confused, like a layer of fog.

"Zi Han, I actually envy you." Shangguan Jingchen suddenly muttered.

Mo Zihan paused and narrowed his eyes, almost throwing the bottle at his face.

Envy him? If he hadn't been so drunk and knew his best friend's character, Mo-tse han would have thought that he was deliberately tickling him.

Shangguan Jingchen's body softened and he lay on the table in front of him, knocking over a pile of bottles.

He didn't realize it, and his mouth was still mumbling, "I envy you... Meeting Bai Mingyue... Bai Mingyue... She... She's the most innocent... The best... The best girl I've ever met..."

Mo Zihan froze completely, his slightly drunk eyes flashed with a chill. He finally put down the bottle and looked at him in silence for a long time. Finally, he said slowly, "You... Are drunk."

She's fine. She's your sister, you know? Mo-tse sighed with a cold heart and frowned slightly. Hesitation flashed in his eyes and he finally gave up.

Shangguan Jingchen had been drinking like this, and now that he had told him the truth, he wouldn't listen.

"Not drunk... Not... Drunk." Shangguan Jingchen muttered to him unconsciously, but he couldn't even get up.

It was as if at this moment, Mo-tse han suddenly remembered that Shangguan Jingchen had dated a girlfriend before. He had brought her out several times and vaguely remembered that she was a girl who smiled very simple and warm, and that she was the same type as Bai Mingyue.

Unfortunately, what Xuan Rouxin wanted his son to marry was a wife of status and status. Shangguan Jingchen's marriage was never his choice.

Thinking of it this way, he was indeed worthy of Shangguan Jingchen's envy. At least, no one could interfere with who he loved. Shangguan Jingchen lived like a puppet in front of his powerful mother. He could never decide what he wanted to do.

Looking at the drunk Shangguan Jingchen, Mo Zihan had a headache. He was so drunk that he couldn't go home alone.

Mo Zihan took out his cell phone and called the Shangguan family directly, telling them that Shangguan Jingchen was drunk at the emperor's product and asking them to pick him up.

When Xuan Rouxin heard that Shangguan Jingchen was drunk, he quickly called the driver to pick him up at the bar.

Shangguan Yingxue had a fight with her parents and was always unhappy. But she was still very concerned about her brother. She could not help but ask casually, "Has brother gone out for a drink? Who did he drink with? Why didn't anyone send him back?"

The servant replied respectfully, "It's young master mo calling. Young master should be drinking with him."

Shangguan's eyes glazed over. She pursed her lips and immediately called the driver, "Wait, I'll go with you. Wait for me outside."

The driver looked at her doubtfully and did not dare to ask any more. He replied, "Yes, miss."

Mo Zihan looked up at the time of his watch. It was not too late. He had only been out for two hours. The city nightlife was just beginning.

His slightly tipsy eyes glanced at the empty bottle in front of him and the drunk Shangguan Jingchen. He pulled up the corners of his lips and smiled. He suddenly wanted to go back. He wanted to go back to her immediately. Perhaps, this was the feeling of home.

Mo Zihan slowly got up. Although he was still conscious, he was also a little drunk. He staggered and kicked the bottle, almost falling down.

He fell on the sofa, propped up with one hand, stood up again, calmed down, then stabilized himself, slowly walked out of the box, waved to the waiter to keep an eye on their boss, and then left. He didn't find his watch and accidentally let it go and left it on it.

Not long after he left, Shangguan Yingxue hurried into the box. He saw his drunk brother, but he didn't see Mo Zihan. He couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Brother, why are you drinking so much?" Shangguan yingxue frowned when she saw the empty bottles scattered all over the room.

All of a sudden, her eyes narrowed and she caught a glimpse of something.

She looked back and saw a silver-white wristwatch lying quietly on the wine-red sofa, especially eye-catching.

"Isn't this Brother Zihan's stuff?" Shangguan yingxue picked up the watch and stared at it carefully. She murmured, her eyes darkening. She slowly closed her hands and held it firmly in her palm.

How could she be willing to give up the man that belonged to her?

When Bai Mingyue saw Mo Zihan come in with a strong smell of alcohol, his heart was stifled, both uncomfortable and helpless.

"Ming Yue, I'm back." Mo Zihan hugged her and smelled the faint fragrance in her hair. It was familiar and warm. It was comforting. He curled his lips and felt an unspeakable peace of mind. "Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

"It's okay. It's still early." Bai Mingyue took a look at the time. It was only eight o' clock in the evening. He came back so early and drank like this. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and push him."

Mo-tse held her in his hand, his slightly tipsy eyes a little hesitant and confused. "You... Have nothing else to say to me?"

When he came back from drinking like this today, he thought she would at least say something even if she wasn't angry. He didn't expect her reaction to be so calm and didn't say anything.

"Say what?" Bai Mingyue caressed his face with heartache, his warm palms caressing his cheek with sadness and helplessness, "Zi Han, everything will pass."