He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

domestic.

Mohist family.

Mo Beixiao hadn't slept all night. He pushed open the door of Mo Beizhou's bedroom and walked in. He saw that he was already up. He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, sitting on the small sofa in the room. His curly hair was messy and his clothes were wrinkled. He was holding a photo album in his hand, flipping through it while crying, and his tears fell on the photos. Fortunately, there was a plastic cover, otherwise the photos would have been ruined by his tears.

"Xiao Qi." Mo Beixiao walked over, looked at the photo album in his hand, and advised: "Don't be like this, your sister-in-law is probably just angry. You have been together for so long, how can you just break up? You should coax her and win her back. It's not a solution for you to keep being sad like this."

Mo Beizhou seemed not to hear him at all.

He was flipping through the photo album.

The tears seemed to have broken off the string.

A moment.

Qiao Wangshu and Mo Beichen walked in together.

Mo Beixiao looked at them.

Qiao Wangshu persuaded, "Xiao Qi, come downstairs and have breakfast. I just called my sister-in-law, and her phone was turned off yesterday because she was on a plane. She went out to travel, and when she returns, I will invite her to dinner at home. If you have anything to say, you can talk to each other face to face then."

Going abroad?

Mo Beizhou finally responded. His eyes were red and he looked at Qiao Wangshu with tears in his eyes. He spoke in a sobbing voice, "Third sister-in-law, have you ever broken up with my third brother?"

Mo Beichen's face turned dark.

If this wasn't my own brother.

He could throw this guy out of the window right now!

It’s okay if you’re heartbroken, but why do you want to drag him down with it?

Qiao Wangshu shook his head: "No."

Strictly speaking, she and Mo Beichen had never broken up. They got engaged right away, and then were imprisoned. There was no breakup at all, at most Qiao Wangshu wanted to cancel the engagement several times.

Mo Beizhou choked up: "She doesn't answer my calls, doesn't reply to my messages, and even deleted me on WeChat. She doesn't want me anymore. No matter what I say or do, she doesn't want me anymore. She doesn't want me anymore..."

He looks like this.

We can only enlighten him and tell him not to get stuck in a rut.

As long as people are alive, there is hope for everything.

Mo Beizhou refused to listen to anyone's advice. He cried for a while in great pain, and then suddenly became extremely paranoid and excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood: "Third sister-in-law, where did you say she went? She went abroad? She ran so far! I want to go find her, I want to bring her back, I want to lock her up, I want to lock her up. She can't leave me, she can only be mine, only mine..."

He became more and more paranoid as he spoke.

The already red eyes suddenly turned frighteningly red.

Like a wild beast eyeing its prey.

He could pounce at any time and bite off the aorta in the opponent's neck.

Qiao Wangshu moved his lips and murmured, "You...you and Achen are indeed brothers. You have the same ideas. I really..."

Mo Beichen was standing next to her, and heard her murmurs clearly. He pulled a long face in grievance: "Shu Shu!"

Look at his changed expression.

Qiao Wangshu knew that he had heard what he had just said.

Since he woke up, he had been inexplicably panicked. Qiao Wangshu hurriedly coaxed him, "No... Ah Chen, I'm not talking about you. Don't be like this, it was my slip of the tongue, I said the wrong thing."

Mo Beichen still looked aggrieved.

He looked down at her.

That expression looks like he's about to cry!

Qiao Wangshu felt so distressed that he quickly held his hand and raised his other hand to touch his face: "Achen, I really didn't mean you, don't be sad, don't be sad, I just slipped my tongue, don't be like this, don't be like this, I said the wrong thing..."

Qiao Wangshu coaxed.

Mo Beixiao looked down at Mo Beizhou who was sitting on the sofa. "Xiao Qi, did you see that? Only Third Brother can make his wife feel distressed. You catch him, lock him up, and lock him up. What's the point? It's easy to lock him up, but it's hard to lock him up for life! You locked up your sister-in-law, she won't talk to you, ignore you, and won't even look at you for one more second. Are you willing? It's easy to lock her up, but it's impossible for her to love you like before in this life."

What Mo Beixiao said at this moment were all real things that had happened between Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu.

Mo Beichen's eyes were red, and he was about to cry. His voice was hoarse: "Shushu, I was so mean before. I didn't allow you to go out or see other people. Do you hate me?"

"No, no." Qiao Wangshu listened to his hoarse voice and looked at his aggrieved and self-blaming expression, his heart ached: "It's all in the past, let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it. I don't hate you at all, I like you the most. You are my Achen, my husband, be good, don't be sad."

Mo Beichen refused to give in: "Shushu, I feel so bad, just punish me. If you punish me, I will feel better. You hit me, scold me, lock me up, lock me up..."

"Why would I hit you, scold you, or punish you for no reason?" Qiao Wangshu was so anxious that he said, "Please stop it. I don't know what to do. It was just a slip of the tongue. I don't mean to blame you."

Mo Beichen's face was downcast and his head was drooped: "I'm not good, I'm bad, I should be punished."

"No." Qiao Wangshu frowned anxiously, "What's wrong? It's not bad. I know you just don't know how to express it. You like me, but your way is a little extreme. I don't blame you. Those things are in the past. Don't think about it, okay?"

Mo Beichen looked at her eagerly: "Really? Shushu, you really don't blame me?"

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you." Qiao Wangshu responded hurriedly.

Mo Beixiao continued to say to Mo Beizhou: "See? Third brother, this is the standard answer. Have you learned it?"

Mo Beizhou was stunned...

He had always known that his third sister-in-law doted on his third brother and loved him to death. But it was the first time he knew that his third brother was like this in front of his third sister-in-law? His third brother was truly notorious. It was said that he had been ill for a long time, paranoid, violent and gloomy. People in the capital circle were extremely terrified when they mentioned Mr. Mo. In front of his wife, he really had no bottom line and no moral integrity!

Mo Beichen didn't want to do this in front of his two younger brothers.

Isn't this a demonstration to Mo Beizhou?

He has suffered the pain of forced love.

Shushu was trapped for five years in his previous life, and for only one year in this life.

It turns out.

Imprisonment does not earn you the love of your wife.

Mo Beichen didn't want Xiao Qi to suffer the same pain he had gone through. Most women are soft-hearted, especially since Xiao Qi and his sister-in-law had been in love for so long. As long as Xiao Qi showed weakness and acted pitiful, he didn't believe that his sister-in-law would have the heart to abandon Xiao Qi. If Xiao Qi really allowed his sister-in-law to capture him, lock her up, and lock her up, it would only stimulate his sister-in-law's rebellious psychology, which would definitely backfire!

Qiao Wangshu was afraid that Mo Beichen would be too sad, so he held his hand, turned around and said to Mo Beixiao: "Old Four, take care of Xiao Qi, we will be back soon."

"Yeah." Mo Beixiao nodded.