Mr. He, please respect yourself

"Ah Mo actually brought you here." Mo Shaoshi didn't mind Song Zicheng's avoidance, he giggled, "I heard that you two have been engaged for three years, right?"

Song Zicheng was dragged away by him, and gave an annoyed 'hmm'.

Mo Shaoshi pulled him to sit down, asked someone to bring juice, and said, "I just returned to China recently, so I don't know about you guys, but what do you like about Mo, he's falling in love with Xiao Qiao now."

Song Zicheng's mouth was full of bitterness, and he said hoarsely, "I know..."

"I know you're still engaged to Ah Mo? Are you stupid?" Mo Shaoshi didn't care about Song Zicheng's ugly face, "Ah Mo is quite a nice guy, but he and Xiao Qiao seem to be childhood sweethearts, and now the two have feelings for each other. Feelings, you are an outsider intervening in them, what are you trying to do? It's better to split up earlier and find another one, so as to save everyone from worrying."

Mo Shaoshi took a sip of the fruit juice, and then asked: "Is your marriage contract made by the parents of both parties? What is this? To tell the truth, how much true love can there be in an arranged marriage, and it’s not all for the benefit of the family to come together, two people, neither of them are sincere, can it be that they spend their lives in such a mediocre manner?"

Mo Shaoshi's tone was unwilling, "Xiao Chengcheng, are you the same as me, forced to get engaged to someone you don't like? If so, then I must be the person who understands you best. I understand this feeling too well Now, you must also want to break up this stinky engagement."

Song Zicheng silently listened to what Mo Shaoshi said, finally nodded and said, "Yes."

The tone was as usual, without any waves.

It turned out that in the eyes of others, he was the unbearable outsider, the third party who intervened in other people's feelings.

He didn't understand the feeling Mo Shaoshi said, he wanted to be better with He Chumo first with all his heart.But if it was He Chumo, he might understand, because he was the victim who was forced to get engaged to someone he didn't like.

Mo Shaoshi was still muttering and talking, Song Zicheng was absent-minded, listening numbly, answering a few words perfunctorily from time to time.

The phone didn't ring from the beginning to the end, and the message sent to He Chumo was like disappearing into the ocean, without any news.

Forget it.

That's it, otherwise what else?

"Would you like to come to the bonfire meeting tonight?" Mo Shaoshi looked at the Song sisters who were playing ball, and asked, "A lot of celebrities have been invited as guests. Your sisters must like it."

Song Zicheng's eyes were dull, and he replied, "Okay."

The two were sitting, Song Ruier accidentally missed the ball, and the ball quickly rolled towards the direction where Song Zicheng and Mo Shaoshi were sitting.

"Hey, Brother Chengzi, help me pick up the ball." Song Rui'er called to Song Zicheng.

Song Zicheng stood up and was about to agree, but Mo Shaoshi who was sitting beside him had already stood up and rushed forward. He shouted excitedly while running, "Let the little brother come."

Song Zicheng watched Mo Shaoshi pick up the ball from a distance, and after winking at the two sisters, he even coquettishly posed in a poss that he thought was handsome and compelling.

Song Zicheng began to understand why Jiang Qing called Mo Shaoshi Sailor Moon.

Because the fighting power is too strong.

Song Zicheng turned around helplessly, intending to sit back on the original beach chair, but just two steps away, his younger sister Song Ruier suddenly yelled.

"what!"

"elder sister!"

Song Zicheng's heart trembled, and he turned his head quickly. Song Rui'er covered the left side of his head and squatted down. Mo Shaoshi ran over, "I'm sorry! I didn't smash it on purpose, little sister, are you okay?"

After a moment of confusion, Song Zicheng rushed to Song Ruier's side, only to see her covering half of her face in pain, and the ball was at Song Ruier's feet.

"Rui'er, did you get hit by a ball? Does it hurt?" Song Zicheng knelt down to look at her worriedly. When he saw the sporadic blood on her left temple and the palm of her hand, his eyes blurred and his eyes seemed to be blindfolded. The whole person seemed to shake, he couldn't even listen to the shouts of Song Zi'er and Mo Shaoshi, he picked up Song Rui'er, and shouted at Mo Shaoshi: "Where is the medical room!"

Mo Shaoshi was taken aback by Song Zicheng's yelling, pointed in one direction, and answered while leading the road, "Here..."

Song Zicheng ran quickly with Song Rui'er in his arms, his mind was in a mess and he was in a panic, he only knew to run forward with Mo Shaoshi.

"Brother Chengzi, I'm fine, calm down..."

Song Ruier, who was huddled in Song Zicheng's arms, desperately tugged Song Zicheng who had lost all reason, "Brother Chengzi, put me down quickly, I'm dizzy."

When Song Zicheng heard this, he didn't dare to run anymore, he hugged Song Rui'er and watched worriedly.

"Really all right?" Song Zicheng stared at the shallow blood on her temple, "Keruier, you are bleeding."

"That's my pimple. It was accidentally pierced by a nail just now, and it hurts me to death." Song Rui'er wiped it with her hand, and the blood disappeared instantly, revealing the punctured pimple, and the small wound was red.

Song Zicheng: "..."

Acne...

"The ball hit my head, and I'm a little dizzy." Song Rui'er covered her head, "I seem to be more dizzy than before."

Several people surrounded Song Rui'er with worried faces. Song Zi'er said, "Sister, let's go to the infirmary for an examination first. If it's serious, we'll go to the hospital."

Song Rui'er agreed, and Song Zicheng hurriedly carried him on his back. He didn't dare to run fast, but took every step steadily, and came to the infirmary.

The tourist area is well-equipped. The doctor on duty checked Song Ruier carefully, and asked her if she had any symptoms such as headache and nausea. Song Ruier answered them one by one while lying on the bed. During this process, Song Zicheng was as nervous as a silly man waiting for his wife to give birth.

Later, Song Zicheng heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the doctor say that the injury was not serious and that he just needed to rest in bed and not engage in strenuous exercise in the short term.

Mo Shaoshi also heaved a sigh of relief.

Looking at Song Zicheng's nervous look, he almost thought that he was the one who would not survive tomorrow.

Song Zi'er notified her family. While waiting, the doctor saw that Song Rui'er's pimple had been scratched, and took anti-inflammatory lotion to help her apply it. Mo Shaoshi felt guilty and promised to make up for something, and then the Song family The sisters took the opportunity to blackmail and donated four tickets to a celebrity's concert, which were still VIP seats.

Mo Shaoshi readily agreed, how could he be troubled by this little thing?

He sat in the medical room with peace of mind, waiting for the Song family to come.

Five minutes later, a lady in luxurious clothes pushed open the door of the infirmary and shouted, "Ruier!"

Mo Shaoshi guessed that this person was Song Rui'er's mother.

Sure enough, Song Ruier yelled 'Mom' to her.

Mei Shu stepped forward quickly to check on her daughter's condition, and she was relieved when she said she was fine. When she turned around, she saw Song Zicheng who was standing quietly by the side, and immediately cursed, "Zicheng, what are you doing?" Let you look at your sister, how can you let her be hit by a ball? You are an elder brother like this, if so, what use is there for you in the family! If Rui'er is hit on the head by a ball, how will you pay? You said ! But maybe you did it on purpose! If you smashed your sister stupidly, you will be proud and happy!?"

[The author has something to say: From the first five chapters, I have made small changes to the article. I can’t control it. I just want to change the article. If you see repetitions, please wait a moment and refresh. It’s not a repeated article, but it’s being reviewed, so there are cases where the article is messed up , know. 】