Su Qing cried helplessly and confused.
Xinluo let her hold him for as long as she cried.
Until Su Qing gradually stopped crying, she put her arms around her waist and said softly: "Lolo, I'm tired... Can you take me away?"
At that moment, Yue Xinluo's heart was broken.
It's like being placed in a jar soaked in sour water.
She hadn't felt the sour and bitter feeling for a long time...
After marrying Lu Yuchen, every day seems as sweet as being soaked in honey.
But the best friend is experiencing such bitterness.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoqing, I'll take you away right now... Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let anyone bully you." Patting Su Qing's back gently, Xinluo coaxed her in a soft voice.
Xinluo didn't hesitate and took the sad and lost Su Qing back to the Lu family's old house.
Let Su Qing take a warm bath and change into clean and comfortable pajamas.
The two sisters snuggled in the soft big bed, hugging pillows and talking, just like they did in college.
Su Qing had slowly calmed down by then, and she told Xinluo that she had no memory of being drugged by Deng Meizhen.
Her mind was confused, and she only remembered that she was surrounded by those dangerous men. In order to avoid falling into their hands, she would rather jump off the building.
She couldn't remember anything else.
"Deng Meizhen has been taken away by my people... I will treat her the same way she treats you. You don't have to worry about the Ren family. Your father has married your sister to Ren Xiyuan."
"I will be the witness. If it is as they wish, I promise that they will grow old together and never dare to separate for the rest of their lives."
As soon as I heard Xinluo's words, I knew that she must have used her identity to do something.
But Su Qing no longer wants to care about it now.
Maybe Su Jiaojiao is innocent, maybe Ren Xiyuan doesn’t like Su Jiaojiao.
But Su Zheng and Deng Meizhen were the ones who made this happen.
And Ren Xiyuan wanted to kidnap me and force me to marry him...
Su Qing is not a saint. She can barely take care of herself, so how can she have time to care about other people's affairs
"That's great, now that they get what they want, they probably won't bother me anymore..." Su Qing muttered in a daze, her chin resting on the pillow.
Seeing her like this, Xinluo couldn't hold it back anymore.
"Xiao Qing, what happened between you and Qiao Mohan? Are you crying because he lost you? Or because he treated you badly... You two are already married, and I thought your relationship was progressing... Why is it like this now?"
I wanted to wait until Su Qing recovered and listen to her talk herself.
But after waiting for a long time and talking about many topics, Su Qing still didn't mention Qiao Mohan.
Xinluo couldn't help it and could only ask herself.
"Qiao Mohan and I..." Su Qing's clear eyes trembled.
She and Qiao Mohan... maybe they were destined to be together.
Hug the pillow tightly and try to keep yourself warm.
Su Qing slowly and bit by bit told Xinluo everything that had happened since she returned to China.
…
"Qiao Mohan is really too much! He is just treating you as a pastime..."
Xinluo was too angry.
I couldn't help but curse out what was in my heart.
But as soon as she said it, she regretted it.
How could she say that to Xiaoqing
"No, I'm too extreme. Qiao Mohan isn't that bad. He..."
"Lolo, that's enough. You don't have to worry about my feelings. I'm telling you because I've accepted this result. Lolo, I... have thought it through. I want you to help me... I..."
Having said this, Su Qing paused for a moment.
It seemed as if he had used a thousand times more strength before he uttered the next sentence: "I... want a divorce."
Next chapter before 19:45 (to be continued)