Never deeply in love

Mo Zihan had been in a bad temper ever since the accident, although it was strange why he suddenly brought a woman back. But he didn't say much, and aunt Fang didn't dare to ask.

Bai Mingyue noticed auntie fang's gaze, and her eyes were gentle and not unkind. She could not help but look sideways and smiled at her without saying anything.

Pushing the wheelchair into the villa, Bai Mingyue walked in and noticed a slender man sitting on the sofa in the living room of the villa.

He was a man with deep eyes and handsome eyebrows, dressed in beige casual clothes, and a relaxed and elegant posture.

Seeing them come in, the man slowly put down his coffee and looked at Mo Zihan with a smile. "Zi Han, why are you back so late?"

His eyes fell on Bai Mingyue, and he was stunned for a moment before he touched him.

Bai Mingyue lowered his eyes and silently pushed Mo-tse han to him. Not far from him, Mo Zihan reached out and held the wheelchair.

Bai Mingyue understood and released the wheelchair. Turning to one side, auntie fang glanced at her and said with a smile, "Young master, I'll make you some tea."

When she said that, she clearly meant Mo-tse han and white Ming Yue. Mo Zihan did not respond, but Bai Mingyue looked up and smiled gratefully at her.

Her identity was awkward, but the aunt Fang whom Mo Zihan addressed did not mean to disdain or even ignore her. She could not help but feel at ease.

"There was a delay." The man in front of him was his friend Shangguan Jingchen.

Mo Zihan's expression was still indifferent, and although his tone was not that distant and indifferent, it was also indifferent. He asked emotionlessly, "What do you want from me?"

A complex emotion flashed through Shangguan Jingchen's eyes and he nodded with difficulty.

As if in a difficult and helpless situation, he slowly took something out of his pocket and quietly handed it to Mo Zihan. "Yingxue and Mo Xiaoran's wedding date is set. They're getting married soon. This is for you, an invitation."

He said, looking at him helplessly and painfully. As Mo Zihan's best friend, he always knew that he liked his sister Shangguan Yingxue.

And he had always been happy to see it happen.

He believed his sister had a crush on Mo Zihan, but -

His eyes slid past Mo Zihan's legs in the wheelchair, and he could not help but sigh.

But who knew that Mo-tse han would get into a car accident, and both his legs would lose their ability to walk and become disabled.

Shangguan Yingxue chose his brother Mo Xiaoran instead. Although he was once angry at his sister's choice, he was still his own sister, and it was related to her happiness. Even if Mo-tse han was his best friend, he still couldn't compare to his own sister's weight in his heart.

Knowing Shangguan Jingchen's guilt for himself, Mo-tse was calm and expressionless as he accepted the gilded red invitation.

He flipped it open and took a look at it. He confirmed that the wedding would be held on the sixth day of next month, less than half a month from today.

"I see." His calm expression made Shangguan Jingchen feel even more uneasy.

She said regretfully, "Zi Han, you know, I always hoped that you were the one that yingxue married. You're my good friend, she's my sister, and I'm more relieved to give her to you..."

Mo-tse curled his lips and interrupted him, "This is her choice."

The person he liked left him because of the car accident. Although it was cruel to him, it also made him see Shangguan Yingxue's hypocritical side of reality.

If she really loved him, how could she get rid of him so quickly and marry someone else?

Mo Zihan couldn't help but sneer in his heart. What he didn't tell Shangguan Jingchen was that he was more glad to see through this matter that Shangguan Yingxue didn't really love him. Although it was cruel, it was better than being kept in the dark.

Shangguan Jingchen didn't know what Mo Zihan was thinking and sighed. "Zi Han, don't blame her."

Mo-tse's face was expressionless and noncommittal, but he said faintly, "I will attend the wedding."

He looked at Shangguan Jingchen and finally said three words, "Bless her."

Yes, no one knew, but he really wanted to bless the couple. After all, one was a woman he liked, and the other was his own brother. How could he not be present when they got married?

The two of them kept talking, and Bai Mingyue stood aside, lowering her presence. No one spoke to her, and she did not have the cheek to sit down.

She did not think that she was timid. After all, this was Mo Zihan's house, and the guest had to do as he pleased. The host did not speak, so it seemed a little impolite for her to sit down like that.

She told herself in her heart that as a polite person, she would not make such a rude move.

Besides, it's much better to just stand here than to squat in the car.

She also listened to their conversation and looked at Mo Zihan with a flash of sympathy in her eyes. No wonder he was so cold. He must be very upset that the person she liked married someone else because of his leg, even though his leg was fine.

It turned out that the rich and the young who looked high and mighty had such an unknown embarrassment.

Auntie fang came over with two cups of tea. After bringing one cup to Mo Zihan's hand, she picked up another and brought it to Bai Mingyue. She looked at her with a smile. The girl in front of her was dressed very simply, but she looked very pretty. The older generation did not like young girls with heavy makeup very much. Instead, it was plain girls like Bai Mingyue who made them feel better.

"Miss, why are you standing there all the time?" Aunt Fang looked at Mo Zihan and asked when he saw white Ming Yue standing.

Bai Mingyue took the tea from her hand in surprise and did not drink it. She did not know how to respond and smiled to hide her embarrassment.

Mo-tse glanced at her coldly, and Shangguan Jingchen also looked over. At first, because of Shangguan Yingxue, he didn't pay much attention to her. Now, he noticed Bai Mingyue again at Mo Zihan's villa.

A simple light blue t-shirt with jeans, simple can't be any simpler, simple can't be any simpler.

Her hair was tied up, her face was pretty, her eyes were big, and her eyes were black and white when she looked at people occasionally.

She looked very pure and young, with the smell of a schoolgirl.

Shangguan Jingchen asked in surprise, "Zi Han, this lady is..."

Mo Zihan never had a woman around him, but today he suddenly brought a strange woman home. Anyone would find it strange.