Reborn Girl: Prince Charming's Hot Wife

He went to the washroom and washed the wound. Seeing that the wound was not deep, he did not bother to bandage it. Instead, he let it heal itself.    

The bathroom window was at the same angle as the private room, so he could see the street downstairs.    

Gong Moyi and Lin Shujuann had already left. There was no one on the street.    

At this moment, Xiyan Cheng felt as if his heart was empty. For a moment, he did not know how to feel.    

He was used to the artillery fire and had considered the possibility of being misunderstood by his comrades. He had even thought about whether his friends would question him or not, but he had never thought that she would leave.    

It turned out that there would be times when he would lose control of this world when he was certain that he would be able to control it.    

However, it was already too late. From the moment he stepped into Gray's family, he could only persist and leave. He had no choice.    

Xiyan Cheng leaned against the wall and stood for a while. He used up almost all of his willpower before he finally did not rush out to find Gong Moyi to explain clearly.    

He returned to his seat and met Nolri's meaningful gaze.    

The smile in her eyes was firm and proud, like a peacock that had won.    

Xiyan Cheng rarely planned to make a move on a woman, but this time, he wanted to tear her apart!    

He turned his eyes away, suppressed the killing intent in his eyes, and continued to speak to Nessan as if nothing had happened.    

That night, Gong Moyi returned to the hotel and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.    

She felt that she really seemed to have drunk too much and wanted to sing.    

However, she had already cried once in front of Lin Shujuann just now. It was so embarrassing. She did not want to lose face again.    

Hence, Gong Moyi flipped through her contact list and finally laid her eyes on Beiming Yubai's profile picture.    

Beiming Yubai was only separated from her by a time zone. It was currently more than eight o'clock at night over there.    

Gong Moyi knew that Beiming Yubai went to study in M Country but did not know why she left J Country.    

She first sent a message to Beiming Yubai: "Dear, do you want to listen to music?"    

Beiming Yubai was just about to coax Mianmian to sleep when she saw Gong Moyi's message and said, "Yes, I want to listen to the cradle music!"    

Gong Moyi smiled, "So our family and Bai are still babies."    

But she did not hesitate and started to sing the lullaby.    

Mianmian was already full and after a while, Beiming Yubai washed the incense and was just about to climb on the mat when she heard Gong Moyi's lullaby.    

A child has a reaction. Every time he heard a song, he would think of the scene when he heard this song.    

Hence, Mianmian yawned.    

Gong Moyi drank a lot and sang again and again.    

Finally, Mianmian fell asleep and the corner of her mouth was still slightly raised.    

Beiming Yubai covered the baby with the blanket and quietly came out and replied to Gong Moyi, "Moyi. "Did you drink too much?"    

"Yes!" Gong Moyi smiled, and said, "How did you know? But fortunately, I am quite awake. I just want to sing a little."    

Beiming Yubai did not know whether to laugh or cry, "Then sing another song."    

Gong Moyi flipped her body on the bed and thought of a song and started to sing -    

"Crossing the hill and meeting me who is nineteen years old. Wearing a pair of white gloves, she drank my wedding wine. He asked me whether I was happy or not, whether or not I would be sad forever. "Why did so many people at the wedding not have a single friend from back then?"    

Beiming Yubai originally wanted to laugh and play with Gong Moyi but when she heard her singing till here, Beiming Yubai suddenly became absent-minded.    

She was thinking that when she was with Pei Shangyu in the past, she should not have thought that they would be separated, right?    

If she returned to the past many years later and told her past self, would she believe that it was her future?