Su Qing, who didn't know that Qiao Mohan had lost a part of his memory, always regarded Qiao Mohan's entanglement with her recently as his inability to let go of the past.
After all, he is Mr. Qiao, suave, charming and unrestrained.
In China, as long as Qiao Mohan wanted a woman, she would bow down to him and actively seek sex with him, just as he said.
Qiao Mohan was like that back then.
What's more, now, after so many years, Mr. Qiao is more mature and charming.
Su Qing didn’t think how much Qiao Mohan loved her or how much he couldn’t bear to let her go. She wasn’t so ignorant of herself.
Otherwise, how could Qiao Mohan be unwilling to marry her in the first place
If you love someone, of course you want to live with him/her, get married to him/her, become husband and wife, and grow old together.
Qiao Mohan's initial rejection made Su Qing truly realize her own position.
From her on, she no longer asked for anything more.
So, when she and Qiao Mohan met again, facing his aggressive pursuit, Su Qing had already thought of a reason for Qiao Mohan.
It was just that Young Master Qiao was still unwilling to give up on the woman he hadn't completely gotten at the beginning.
After all, although it was Qiao Mohan who was unwilling to divorce at the beginning, it was actually Su Qing who left Qiao Mohan and went away without saying goodbye.
All the memories flowed through Su Qing's mind.
She covered her face, buried her head and sobbed silently. It was not until a long time later that she came back to her senses from the unbearable emotions.
Su Qing was reluctant to recall the past because once she got caught up in it, it would be difficult to get out.
That kind of deep and painful grief could easily destroy the courage she had built up with great difficulty.
Just like now, she sat alone in the living room, crying silently for so long, suppressing her emotions... Even though the tears finally stopped, her heart was deeply exhausted.
With a heart full of sadness, Su Qing walked back to the bedroom step by step.
When she opened the bedroom door and saw the little face sleeping on the bed...something strange happened.
The sad mood seemed to disappear when he saw Qiao Muer's sweet and peaceful face.
Su Qing subconsciously walked towards the big bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch the little boy's soft face.
The tip of her finger was the little girl's bouncy little face, and the moment she touched it, Su Qing's heavy heart softened.
Little Mu'er seemed to feel Su Qing's presence in her sleep. She leaned her little face against Su Qing's palm and rubbed it.
The corners of her mouth curled up in a sweet arc.
As the little girl's lips curled up, Su Qing also unconsciously curled up the corners of her lips.
By the time she came to her senses, the grief and exhaustion that had been lingering in her heart had completely disappeared.
Su Qing was surprised... She looked down at Qiao Muer who was sleeping...
I really don’t understand why Qiao Muer, as Qiao Mohan’s daughter, can always bring her miracles.
Gazing at the peaceful sleeping face of the little girl, Su Qing said to her softly, "Thank you, Xiao Mu'er... Thank you..."
Su Qing thought—God was actually very good to her.
Fortunately, at this time, Qiao Muer was by her side.
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The next day, Su Qing woke up in an extremely warm state.
Because she is a workaholic, she never likes to sleep in, but when she wakes up, the warm and bright sunlight has already shone through the curtains.
Obviously, this kind of sunshine was no longer the time when she was ready to wake up at 7 o'clock in the morning.
Su Qing was about to touch her cell phone to check the time when she suddenly felt something wrong with her waist.
Su Qing, who had just woken up, was still a little out of shape. She completely forgot that she slept with Xiao Muer last night.
I lifted the quilt and looked inside, and almost scared myself.
Qiao Muer's cute and sweet little girl was just like a koala, with her arms and legs wrapped around her, her little hands hugging her waist, and her little face rubbing against her belly.
She didn't feel stuffy even under the quilt. Her little mouth was slightly open, and shiny saliva was flowing from the corners of her mouth, dripping onto Su Qing's belly.
Su Qing: …
Update completed, see you tomorrow night at 6 o'clock~ (to be continued)